Yang Guo: I'm invincible in the opening battle against Aunt Guo!

Huang Rong's breathing became rapid again.

Yang Guo turned and walked into the cabin.

The oil lamp was still lit, and Huang Rong was curled up by the bed, her hands gripping the edge of the bed tightly.

It's the third time.

And it came faster and more violently than the previous two times.

Yang Guo walked quickly to her.

Huang Rong looked up at him, her eyes filled with pain and pleading—

She can't hold on much longer.

"Aunt Guo," Yang Guo said, squatting down and speaking very softly.

"I just remembered a family-inherited breathing technique that might alleviate the pain caused by the poison."

Huang Rong stared at him blankly, her mind already half-conscious.

Yang Guo reached out and pressed down on her shoulder.

The skin that touched it was burning hot.

Following the methods of the "Yin-Yang Harmony Chapter" in his mind, he slowly mobilized the meager internal energy within his body—

That was the basic Quanzhen internal energy cultivation technique that Guo Jing taught him when he was in Xiangyang. It was very basic, but very pure.

His internal energy flowed into Huang Rong's body through his palm.

Huang Rong's body trembled.

She felt a cool, warm current enter through the acupoints on her shoulder and slowly descend along the meridians.

Wherever it passed, the burning pain was actually lessened a little.

"Hmm..." she unconsciously let out a comfortable sigh.

Yang Guo guided the flow of energy, circulating it through her body in a small cycle.

According to the manual, this can temporarily calm the restless yin energy. Although it cannot detoxify, it can delay the onset of the disease and alleviate the pain.

Gradually, Huang Rong's tense body relaxed.

The bloodshot in her eyes subsided a bit, and her breathing became much more steady.

She looked at Yang Guo with a complicated expression.

"You…" her voice was hoarse, "What kind of magic is this?"

"It's a family heirloom."

Yang Guo withdrew his hand. "It's a fragment left by my mother, which she said can regulate internal energy. I tried using it when I saw you were in pain."

This method was just obtained from the system.

But I can't tell the truth.

Huang Rong remained silent.

She felt the poison in her body temporarily subside, and looking at the open and honest eyes of the young man in front of her, she felt a mix of emotions.

"Can this method... eradicate the poison?" she asked in a low voice.

Yang Guo shook his head: "It can only alleviate the symptoms. To eradicate it, I'm afraid we still have to..." He didn't finish his sentence.

Huang Rong understood.

She closed her eyes, and after a long while, she softly uttered, "...Thank you."

This was the first time she had thanked Yang Guo that night.

Yang Guo stood up: "I'll take the helm. You rest first, and call me anytime if you feel unwell."

He stepped out of the cabin and took the helm again.

The sea breeze picked up, making the sails flutter loudly.

The moon had risen high in the sky, and the sea shimmered with silver light.

Yang Guo looked at the light and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

The system is here.

The technique is here.

And the bond between him and Huang Rong, forcibly tied together by poison, began to undergo subtle changes.

Inside the cabin, Huang Rong leaned against the couch, looking at her sleeping daughter, then looked down at her own hands.

That cool and warm internal energy just now...

She suddenly recalled Yang Guo's deft technique in untying the rope and his skillful posture when steering the ship.

This boy seems to be hiding many secrets.

Moreover, the way he channeled his internal energy when he circulated it just now...

Huang Rong's cheeks felt slightly warm.

She shook her head, suppressing those distracting thoughts.

The most important thing now is to detoxify her and then bring Fu'er back to the island safely.

As for the rest...

Let's talk about it after the poison is neutralized.

The ship sailed smoothly in the night.

Peach Blossom Island is located just behind the horizon to the southeast.

There were still two hours until dawn.

The time until the next toxic episode is probably even shorter.

Huang Rong leaned against the bulkhead and closed her eyes. She needed to hurry and regain some strength.

……

As the sky began to lighten, the dark outline of Peach Blossom Island appeared on the horizon.

Yang Guo steered the ship all night, yet his mind became increasingly clear.

The meager amount of Quanzhen internal energy within my body was channeled to Huang Rong last night.

After running the basic mental cultivation method of "Yin Yang Harmony Chapter" on the system several times, it actually grew a little bit.

The sea breeze, carrying salty, damp air, brushed against his face. He took a deep breath, gazing at the island that was getting closer and closer, his heart pounding with excitement.

The ocean—this was the first time in his two lifetimes that he had truly seen it.

An irresistible urge welled up inside me.

Yang Guo glanced back at the cabin; the curtains were drawn and all was silent.

Huang Rong is probably taking the time to adjust her breathing, while Guo Fu is still fast asleep.

Without further hesitation, he swiftly took off his clothes, walked to the ship's side, and plunged into the cool seawater.

"Thump—"

The water splashed softly.

The seawater instantly enveloped his entire body, and the cool stimulation invigorated him.

With his limbs paddling, he was like a fish returning to the deep sea, stretching his body and diving towards the clear seabed.

Sunlight filters through the water, casting shimmering spots of light, while colorful little fish swim around.

He was already a good swimmer in his past life, and in this life, with his young and agile body, he felt even more exhilarated.

He dove more than ten feet in one breath before surfacing, shaking his wet hair, and letting out a hearty laugh.

He was so engrossed in the excitement of being close to the sea for the first time that he didn't notice that a slightly trembling hand had lifted a corner of the cabin curtain.

Huang Rong's face was even redder than the night before, and her breathing was already disordered.

She had tried to suppress the poison by channeling her inner energy, but the "Seven-Seven Poison" rebounded even more violently this time, after being temporarily soothed by Yang Guo's gentle method last night.

She bit her lip so hard it almost bled, but her gaze involuntarily drifted to the sea.

There, a boy, shirtless, was splashing around in the water with great joy.

Water droplets rolled down his emerging shoulder and back muscles, reflecting a healthy glow in the morning light.

Young and full of life, as if carrying the refreshing scent of a sea breeze.

This scene was like a fire, igniting Huang Rong's already agitated heart.

"Ugh..." she groaned, her rationality teetering on the brink of collapse in the face of intense desire.

She knew she couldn't wait any longer; Guo Fu could wake up at any moment.

Beneath the surface of the sea... may be the only option at this moment.

With her last shred of clarity, Huang Rong turned back to look at her sleeping daughter and tucked her in with a thin blanket.

Immediately, she flashed out of the cabin like a night elf, and before she could even take off her outer garment, she silently slipped into the sea, creating only a small, almost invisible ripple.

Yang Guo was floating on his back on the water, looking at the clouds in the sky, when he suddenly felt a ripple on the water beside him.

He turned over alertly and saw that Huang Rong was already very close.

She was immersed in the seawater, her long hair spreading out like seaweed, her cheeks flushed like the sunset.

Her usually clear and wise almond-shaped eyes were now glistening with tears, veiled by an indescribable longing and shame.

Her outer garment was soaked and clung to her body, outlining her breathtaking curves.

"Aunt Guo?" Yang Guo exclaimed in surprise.