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

Li Mochou's stone chamber.

Lu Wushuang lay flat on the stone bed, her hands and feet stiff with nervousness.

Yang Guo sat on the edge of the bed and gently held her left ankle.

The warmth from her palm seeped through her skin, and Lu Wushuang trembled.

"Relax." Yang Guo's voice was gentle, and he had already used the exquisite power of the "Tendon Changing and Bone Strengthening Chapter" of the Nine Yin Manual to slowly push and press along the Foot Shaoyin Kidney Meridian.

This time, his technique was more refined, and his strength was like spring rain nourishing all things, penetrating every fiber.

"Um……"

Lu Wushuang bit her lower lip, but still couldn't help letting out a soft groan.

It's so comfortable...

The warm current seemed to have a life of its own, flowing through her meridians, relieving all soreness and swelling, and replacing it with a tingling, bone-deep comfort.

"There's still some blockage here." Yang Guo pressed his fingertips slightly on a certain acupoint.

"Oh--!"

Lu Wushuang suddenly arched her body and let out a delicate cry!

Her voice was both alluring and seductive, echoing throughout the stone chamber, making even she blush.

Grandma Sun, who happened to be passing by outside the door, paused in her tracks.

The bundle in Hong Lingbo's hands, which she had just settled in next door, fell to the ground with a "thud".

Even Li Mochou, who was meditating at the other end of the passageway, felt her eyelids twitch.

"Junior Sister?" Hong Lingbo's hesitant voice came from outside the door. "Are you... alright?"

Lu Wushuang was so ashamed she wanted to disappear into the ground, but then she heard Yang Guo calmly reply:

"It's alright. I'm clearing Wushuang's meridians. It's inevitable that some acupoints will be a little painful when stimulated."

He continued pressing down on another acupoint.

"Ugh—!"

Another suppressed groan escaped.

This time, even Little Dragon Girl came out of the Jade Bed Stone Chamber, her cold eyes looking towards the source of the sound, her brows slightly furrowed.

Inside the stone chamber, Lu Wushuang was weak all over, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

She felt that familiar warm current gathering in her lower abdomen again, and her legs involuntarily pressed together, afraid of repeating yesterday's embarrassing situation.

At least there was no one around yesterday, but today is a different story!

My master and senior sister are here. What if they see me wetting the bed?

Even if she had a hundred mouths, she couldn't explain it!

"Brother Yang...it's okay...it's really okay..."

Her voice trembled, and it sounded like she was crying.

Seeing this, Yang Guo knew she had reached her limit, so he stopped and said with a smile, "Alright, that's enough for today. Get up and move around a bit, see if you feel any better."

Lu Wushuang felt as if she had been granted a pardon and hurriedly sat up to test her ankle.

I felt much lighter, and even the last bit of soreness disappeared.

"Thank you, Brother Yang..." She lowered her head, her face flushed red.

Yang Guo stood up, feeling slightly agitated after using his internal energy.

He went to the kitchen, walked to the stone table, picked up the earthenware pot on the table, and poured a bowl of water.

This is clear water that Granny Sun just drew from the cold pool; the kettle is still cool to the touch.

He tilted his head back and drank it all.

The water felt cool as it entered his throat, but the moment he swallowed it, Yang Guo's brows furrowed sharply!

wrong!

There was a slightly astringent taste in the water, almost imperceptible. If he hadn't cultivated the Nine Yin Manual and developed extraordinary senses, as well as had a keen control over his own qi and blood, he would have found it extremely difficult to detect!

More importantly—this astringent sensation, once it entered the stomach, actually showed signs of eroding internal energy!

Although extremely weak, for someone with his peak Grandmaster level cultivation, it was like a drop of water into the ocean, unable to cause any ripples.

But if it were someone with slightly less skill...

Yang Guo's eyes suddenly turned cold.

He put down his bowl, strode out of the stone chamber, and met Granny Sun who was carrying a plate of wild fruit.

"Grandma, where did you get this water from today?"

Granny Sun was taken aback: "The same old place, the cold pool behind the mountain. What's wrong, Young Master Yang?"

"There's something wrong with this water." Yang Guo's tone was calm, but it made Granny Sun's heart tighten.

"There's a problem? That can't be... I've been fetching water for decades and have never made a mistake..."

Li Mochou came running at the sound, frowning as she asked, "What's going on?"

Yang Guo then recounted what he had noticed.

Upon hearing this, Li Mochou's expression changed, and she snatched the pottery jar, bringing it to her nose and taking a deep sniff.

She had studied poisons for many years, and although her five senses were not as sharp as Yang Guo's, she had a thorough understanding of the properties of poisons.

A moment later, her pupils contracted slightly: "There is definitely an unusual odor! Though extremely faint, it's certainly not the clear, refreshing smell that pool water should have!"

Seemingly remembering something, Li Mochou called Hong Lingbo over again.

Hong Lingbo was chatting with her junior sister when she came over and saw Yang Guo, whose expression was not right.

And the master, whose face was full of coldness, was startled.

Li Mochou didn't care what Hong Lingbo thought.

She looked at Hong Lingbo: "You said this morning that those Taoist priests from the Quanzhen Sect suffered losses in the Jade Bee Formation?"

Stung by her master's sharp gaze, Hong Lingbo quickly nodded, "Yes, yes..."

Li Mochou's eyes flashed with a cold light: "Was the imitation done by disciples of the Quanzhen Sect? Unable to fight openly, they resorted to such despicable means—poisoning the water!"

"Is this the proper way to do things?"

Granny Sun was horrified: "Disciples of the Quanzhen Sect poisoned me?! How is that possible? The icy pool is hidden deep inside the mountain..."

"So what if it's in the mountainside?" Li Mochou sneered. "Every water source has an upstream. If someone poisons something through a crevice in the mountain, the water will naturally carry the poison into the pool."

She looked at Yang Guo: "You drank water just now, so you must have realized you weren't feeling well before you knew, right?"

Yang Guo shook his head: "The toxicity is extremely weak and has no effect on me. However, if one drinks it for a long time, those with less internal energy may gradually lose their inner strength."

"Dissolving Power Powder." Li Mochou uttered three words, her tone chilling. "This poison is colorless and odorless, dissolves instantly in water, and doesn't take effect immediately after ingestion, but it silently erodes internal energy. The person who poisoned it is wicked!"

Little Dragon Girl had arrived unnoticed, and upon hearing this, her usually cold face froze: "They're courting death."

In just four words, the murderous intent was already evident.

Yang Guo said in a deep voice, "Let's go check upstream first. If it was indeed done by someone, there will be traces."

The group set off immediately.

Grandma Sun led the way, and the group passed through several hidden passageways.

We exited the ancient tomb through a side door hidden behind vines and followed the mountain stream upstream.

After walking about half a mile, the stream gradually narrows and eventually merges into a mountain crevice.

The crack was only wide enough for one person to pass sideways, and it was dark and damp inside.

Yang Guo stepped in first, followed closely by Li Mochou.

Deep within the crack, where the water gurgled, Li Mochou, with her sharp eyes, suddenly bent down and picked something up from the crevice.

A small jade bottle, the stopper has fallen off, and a little light gray powder remains at the bottom of the bottle.

She brought the bottle to her nose, and with just one sniff, a murderous glint flashed in her eyes:

"It really is the Dissolving Power Powder!"

She handed the jade bottle to Yang Guo: "The bottle is still warm; the person who poisoned it left no more than an hour ago. Look at the jade's texture..."

Li Mochou examined it carefully, then suddenly sneered:

"This is 'Azure Jade,' a specialty of Zhongnan Mountain, which ordinary martial arts practitioners cannot afford. Those Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect, however, know how to use their own specialty to hold poison."

unambiguous evidence.

Yang Guo gripped the jade bottle tightly.

He looked at the crowd, his tone calm:

"Would anyone like to come with me to Chongyang Palace?"

Li Mochou's apricot-yellow Taoist robe fluttered without wind, and the murderous aura of the Scarlet Serpent Fairy was no longer concealed at this moment:

That's exactly what I was thinking.