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

Zhao Zhijing slammed his hand on the table, making the teacups rattle and clang.

"What a disgrace to the Ancient Tomb Sect! What a vixen! First she injured my disciples guarding the mountain, then she set a trap to poison my elite troops—does she really think my Quanzhen Sect is made of clay?!"

The resentment in his eyes was almost tangible.

They gained nothing from the trip to the ancient tomb; instead, they lost manpower and made a fool of themselves in public.

How can I swallow this insult?

"Senior brother, why don't we report to the sect leader and our senior uncles?" a disciple with minor injuries timidly suggested, "and ask our elders to put pressure on the Ancient Tomb..."

"No way!" Zhao Zhijing categorically rejected.

He knew perfectly well that they had acted on their own initiative, and if this matter really reached the headmaster Ma Yu, he would be severely punished.

Moreover... although the Seven Masters of Quanzhen are highly skilled in martial arts, they have devoted themselves to cultivating Taoism in recent years and have long been unwilling to get involved in the conflicts of the martial world.

Especially towards the Ancient Tomb Sect, their attitude has always been subtle due to the past relationship between their founder Wang Chongyang and Lin Chaoying.

If things really escalate, the elders might not stand up for them.

"Then... are we just going to let it go like this?" Zhen Zhibing asked unwillingly.

"Let it go?" Zhao Zhijing's eyes were sinister. "When have I, Zhao Zhijing, ever suffered such a loss in my entire life?"

He paced a few steps inside the hall, then suddenly stopped, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes:

"If open attacks don't work, we'll try covert ones. The Ancient Tomb Sect relies on their traps, poisonous bees, and concealed location, right? I have a plan that will allow us to take down the Ancient Tomb Sect without lifting a finger..."

Zhen Zhibing's eyes lit up: "What you mean, senior brother, is..."

"Poisoning."

Zhao Zhijing uttered two words, his voice icy cold.

Upon hearing this, Zhen Zhibing immediately lost heart.

They couldn't even get into the ancient tomb, let alone poison it.

Besides, the people in the ancient tomb wouldn't be so foolish as to let them poison them.

Seeing his junior brother's expression, Zhao Zhijing continued:

"I know a little about the ancient tomb. The water they drank was likely drawn from an underground stream originating from the 'Cold Pool' on the back mountain. That pool seeped out from the mountainside, flowed through a crevice in the rocks, and eventually merged into a reservoir beneath the tomb. All we need to do is drop 'Power-Dissolving Powder' into the crevice upstream..."

"Dissolving Power Powder?!" Zhen Zhibing exclaimed in shock. "That's a forbidden drug! The sect leader has explicitly forbidden disciples from possessing or using it!"

"So what if it's a banned drug?" Zhao Zhijing sneered. "Those who achieve great things don't concern themselves with trifles. The Dissolving Power Powder is colorless and odorless, dissolves instantly in water, and won't kill immediately. It will only gradually deplete one's internal energy and weaken their limbs. By the time those demonesses in the Ancient Tomb realize something's wrong, they'll already be lambs to the slaughter!"

He became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he could already see Xiaolongnu and the others losing all their powers and being completely at his mercy.

"By then, let alone seeking justice, wouldn't the martial arts manuals and rare treasures in the ancient tomb be at our disposal? Perhaps... even that white-clad fairy would have to obediently bow her head and kneel before me...!"

The last sentence already reveals a lewd intent.

Zhen Zhibing's heart skipped a beat.

Although he was also tempted by the potential benefits hidden in the ancient tomb, he was less interested in the "fairy in white"...

To be honest, although he had heard the rumors, he had never seen it with his own eyes. He was more resentful that the Ancient Tomb Sect had injured his disciples.

But Zhao Zhijing's words clearly revealed that he had evil intentions.

"Senior brother, isn't this... going too far?" Zhen Zhibing hesitated. "Poisoning is already despicable; if we were to do something even more unethical, what would happen if word got out..."

"Spread the word?" Zhao Zhijing's eyes sharpened. "Who would spread it? You? Or them?"

He surveyed the disciples in the hall.

The disciples were intimidated by his gaze and lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes.

"After it's done, leave no one alive in the ancient tomb," Zhao Zhijing said grimly. "The dead can't speak."

Zhen Zhibing felt a chill run down his spine.

He knew Zhao Zhijing was ruthless, but he never expected him to be this ruthless.

But things have come to this point; I'm already an accomplice. If I back down now...

"Let's do it!" Zhen Zhibing gritted his teeth. "But where did the Dissolving Power Powder come from? I remember the Chinese medicine storehouse was heavily guarded..."

Zhao Zhijing smiled sinisterly and took out a small jade bottle from his pocket:

"Three years ago, I was ordered by my master to hunt down the remnants of the 'Five Poisons Child' and found this item in their lair. At the time, I forgot to hand it over to my master and have kept it hidden until now... I never thought it would come in handy today."

He held the jade bottle in his palm. The bottle was translucent and contained a pale gray powder that gleamed eerily in the light.

"Now is the perfect time to take action."

……

Meanwhile, inside the ancient tomb.

After Hong Lingbo followed Li Mochou into the ancient tomb, she clearly found it very novel.

There really was someone living in this tomb.

After watching, her gaze suddenly fixed on Lu Wushuang's feet, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes: "Junior sister, your feet..."

Upon hearing this, Lu Wushuang's face immediately broke into a bright smile.

She even twirled lightly on the spot: "Senior sister, look! My foot is completely healed! It was Brother Yang who cured it!"

"Brother Yang?" Hong Lingbo was taken aback, then realized—it must be that Young Master Yang.

She was secretly alarmed. How could she not know what had happened to Lu Wushuang's feet all these years?

Unexpectedly, Yang Guo was able to restore his junior sister to her original state.

Seeing Hong Lingbo's shocked expression.

Lu Wushuang continued, "Brother Yang is very capable... He... he also knows how to get people to tell the truth..."

She recalled the scene by the campfire last night, where she was guided by the "soul-shifting technique" to reveal her past, and felt both embarrassed and excited.

Hong Lingbo was about to ask another question when a figure in green suddenly appeared from around the corner ahead.

"Brother Yang!" Lu Wushuang's eyes lit up.

Yang Guo walked over with a smile, his gaze first landing on Lu Wushuang's feet: "How are you feeling today? Any soreness?"

"No! I'm all better!" Lu Wushuang quickly shook her head and whispered, "It's just... I still feel a little sore and swollen after walking for a long time."

"That's normal," Yang Guo said gently. "Your bones and muscles have just recovered and need further strengthening. Perfect timing, I'll give you another massage to clear any remaining blockages."

"Come on, let's go to my stone chamber, I'll give you a massage!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Wushuang's face flushed red.

Another massage?

Yesterday's massage was so pleasurable that she almost felt like her soul was flying away, and in the end... she even lost control and wet the sheets.

If we go to Brother Yang's stone chamber, what if...

"Um..." Lu Wushuang's ears burned, and her voice grew softer and softer, "Could we... go to the stone chamber from yesterday? I... I have clean sheets there..."

Yang Guo was slightly taken aback, then understood—the girl was shy.

He couldn't help but chuckle: "That's fine, it's the same everywhere."

Li Mochou listened from the side, a complex look flashing in her eyes, but she remained silent.

It seems that both she and her master changed a lot because of Yang Guo!

Hong Lingbo lowered her head, feeling that her junior sister's relationship with Young Master Yang seemed to have become more than just ordinary...

……