Huang Rong from The Return of the Condor Heroes: Brother Jing, let's get a divorce.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted from Yang Guo's mouth, splashing onto the rock in front of him, instantly turning the grayish-white stone into a glaring dark red.

pain.

If the previous injuries were merely physical pain, the pain at this moment far surpasses that. My abdomen is churning, my intestines and meridians are twisted into a knot, and I can't even breathe properly.

Ouyang Feng sat cross-legged opposite him, his eyes wide open, his two large hands firmly pressing against Yang Guo's palms.

The internal energy of the "Western Poison" is tyrannical and domineering, utterly unreasonable. It doesn't follow the usual path; when it encounters obstacles, it doesn't detour but directly charges into them.

"The Qi flows through the Foot Lesser Yin channel! It rises against the current! It bursts open the Yongquan point!"

Ouyang Feng roared, spitting all over Yang Guo's face.

"Father... the Yongquan acupoint is downward... how come it's flowing backward..." Yang Guo gritted his teeth, cold sweat sliding down his forehead and dripping into his eyes, causing a sharp pain.

"Bullshit!" Ouyang Feng cursed angrily. "I say heaven is earth, and earth is heaven! Think of things backwards! If qi flows downwards, that's smooth; if it flows backwards, that's upwards! Charge!"

boom!

A scalding heat surged wildly up Yang Guo's leg meridians.

If a normal person practiced like this, their meridians would have exploded long ago.

But Yang Guo was different.

He had practiced the general principles and the Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing and Bone Strengthening) chapters of the Nine Yin Manual. Although his meridians were not yet fully opened, his resilience far exceeded that of ordinary people.

The reversed internal energy surged and crashed through his body. Although it caused him excruciating pain, it left behind a burning, exhilarating sensation wherever it passed.

"Well……"

Yang Guo groaned, his body jerked backward, and he almost fainted.

"Don't faint!"

Ouyang Feng reacted quickly, slapping Yang Guo hard across the face.

"Snapped!"

It was crisp and clear.

Yang Guo was so badly beaten that he saw stars, but the blow did pull him back from the brink of unconsciousness.

"Father... your teaching method... is a bit too much for your face..." Yang Guo's mouth twitched, feeling like half of his face was swollen.

"Stop talking nonsense! Continue!"

Ouyang Feng gave Yang Guo no chance to catch his breath.

Another round of even more violent internal energy infusion ensued.

This torture lasted for a full hour.

Only when Yang Guo looked as if he had just been pulled out of the water, his face was deathly pale, and he couldn't even move his fingers, did Ouyang Feng reluctantly stop his training.

"Too weak."

Ouyang Feng frowned in displeasure as he looked at Yang Guo, who was slumped on the ground. "His body is too fragile, his meridians too narrow. He can't even withstand this much internal energy. How will he ever become the number one in the world?"

He stood up, walked around the cave twice, and suddenly his nose twitched.

"Got it!"

Ouyang Feng let out a strange laugh, and with a swift movement, he rushed out of the cave.

Not long after, a rustling sound came from outside the cave.

Ouyang Feng is back.

He was holding a large handful of colorful venomous snakes.

Some were still flicking their tongues, while others were tightly wrapped around his arm, but Ouyang Feng ignored them.

He held the venomous snakes with ease and nonchalance, showing no concern whatsoever.

"Daughter-in-law!"

Ouyang Feng threw the snakes near Li Mochou's feet, which startled her so much that she instinctively pulled her foot back.

Although she was the Red Serpent Fairy, an expert in poisons, she had now lost all her internal energy and was apprehensive in the face of so many highly poisonous substances.

"Take out all the gallbladders!" Ouyang Feng ordered. "Hurry up! My son needs some nourishment!"

Li Mochou gritted her teeth, looking at the writhing reptiles on the ground, her stomach churning.

That old madman is simply incomprehensible.

But seeing that Ouyang Feng might lose his temper at any moment, she could only suppress her nausea and pick up the dagger she had used to cut the meat.

Knife up and down.

One by one, the dark green snake gallbladders were picked out and placed on a clean stone slab.

The fishy smell was overwhelming.

"Son, open your mouth!"

Ouyang Feng picked up a snake gall bladder that was still twitching slightly and stuffed it directly into Yang Guo's mouth.

"vomit……"

Yang Guo almost vomited.

The taste was bitter, fishy, ​​and astringent, sliding down my throat, making me feel so nauseous that my hair stood on end.

"Don't throw up! If you do, I'll beat you up!" Ouyang Feng glared.

Yang Guo forced himself to swallow the nausea.

"Keep going! Eat all of these!"

One after another.

After eating more than a dozen snake gallbladders, Yang Guo felt his entire body turn green.

My stomach felt like it was on fire, and an extremely violent heat rose from my abdomen, instantly rushing to my limbs and bones.

"It's so hot..."

Yang Guo began to tear at his collar.

His skin turned red and hot at a visible speed.

The blood in my body was boiling.

Snake gallbladders are highly nutritious, but they also contain potent toxins. If an ordinary person were to consume that much, they would have died from bleeding from all seven orifices.

This was exactly the effect Ouyang Feng wanted.

Using this poison to fight poison, the heat and toxicity of snake gall stimulates the meridians, forcibly widening the river channel.

"ah--!"

Yang Guo finally couldn't hold back and let out a painful roar.

He rolled on the ground, scratching at the rocks with both hands, his fingernails breaking and bleeding profusely.

"Hold on!"

Ouyang Feng stood to the side, his eyes cold. "This is the price of becoming stronger! If you don't want to be trampled underfoot, you have to endure hardship!"

Li Mochou's heart skipped a beat when she saw Yang Guo rolling around on the ground.

She has witnessed murder and torture.

But I've never seen such a drastic training method.

Can this kid really hold on?

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Guo's movements gradually slowed down.

He stopped rolling around and curled up into a ball, his body trembling violently.

The heat began to dissipate, followed by a bone-chilling cold.

Snakes are inherently yin in nature.

The heat just now was an illusion; the cold that follows is real, a chill that penetrates to the bone. A thin layer of frost begins to form, lips turn purple from the cold, and teeth chatter.

"Cold...so cold..."

He was in a daze and instinctively searched for a source of heat.

Ouyang Feng touched Yang Guo's forehead; the touch was frighteningly cold.

"That's about it."

Ouyang Feng nodded in satisfaction, then yawned and glanced outside the cave. "It's almost dawn. Father, go outside and keep watch, lest any wild animals come in and snatch my son away."

After saying that, the old man actually didn't care anymore. He swaggered to the cave entrance, found a large, sheltered rock, lay down, and went to sleep without a care in the world.

Inside the cave, only Li Mochou and Yang Guo, who was almost frozen solid, remained.

"cold……"

Yang Guo huddled there, like an abandoned puppy, his voice so faint it was almost inaudible.

Li Mochou looked at him.

To save or not to save?

If we don't save him, the cold poison in his body is now erupting. Even if he doesn't die, his meridians will be damaged, and he'll become a real cripple.

If that happens, Ouyang Feng will definitely go mad, and then I won't be able to survive either.

"What a tragedy!"

Li Mochou cursed under her breath and dragged her heavy skirt over.

She reached out and touched Yang Guo's hand.

Good ice.

It was a temperature that didn't feel like that of a living person.

The fire was almost out, and the few pieces of tattered cloth were no match for the chill emanating from within.

The only way is to warm it with human body heat.

Li Mochou bit her lip, a fierce struggle flashing across her face.

She was the Crimson Fairy, pure and chaste, and virtuous as jade.

Although I was previously... that was an accident, an unavoidable event.

Now we need her to take the initiative...

"Wife...hug me..."

While unconscious, Yang Guo seemed to smell the familiar scent of crabapple blossoms and subconsciously reached out to grab Li Mochou's sleeve.

The hand was still trembling, and the fingertips were stained with blood.

Li Mochou's defenses crumbled in that instant.

"You got off easy."

She gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and then made an excuse for herself: I'm doing this to repay a previous favor, not to save him.

Li Mochou lay down on her side.

She stretched out her arms and gently embraced the shivering, cold-blooded boy.

The two bodies were pressed tightly together.

Yang Guo was like a block of ice, while Li Mochou was like a warm fire.

"Well……"

Sensing the heat, Yang Guo instinctively snuggled into her arms, wrapping his arms and legs around her and holding her tightly.

His face was buried in the crook of her neck, his cool nose brushing against her warm skin.

Li Mochou's whole body stiffened.

A wave of intense shame overwhelmed her instantly.

Even while unconscious, Yang Guo was still restless, and of all things, he placed one hand on her waist and unconsciously pinched it twice.

"You little rascal..."

Li Mochou was so ashamed and indignant that she wanted to kick him out.

But when she felt the trembling in her arms gradually subside and the body temperature begin to rise little by little, she ultimately did not move.

She simply rested her chin on the top of his head, her gaze complex as she looked at the swaying shadows on the cave ceiling.

This night was destined to be long.

For Yang Guo, however, this night was the key to his complete transformation.

Although his body was suffering from the torment of both ice and fire, his mind remained remarkably clear.

That's thanks to the Yi Jin Duan Gu chapter of the Nine Yin Manual.

In that chaotic ocean of consciousness, Yang Guo seemed to see two completely different currents of energy.

A stream of black, violent, and chaotic energy represented Ouyang Feng's reversed meridians.

One stream of energy was white, the other was white, both balanced and harmonious, representing the profound internal energy cultivation techniques of the Quanzhen School and the original Nine Yin Manual. The two streams of energy were locked in a fierce battle, neither willing to yield to the other.

"It's so noisy."

Yang Guo, in his consciousness, looked at the two streams of energy and suddenly had a bold idea.

Ouyang Feng went mad because he couldn't suppress the rebellious internal energy.

The reason why the Quanzhen School was weak (compared to the Five Great Schools) was because they emphasized gradual progress and lacked explosive power.

in case……

What if we combine these two?

Use the fundamental principles of the Nine Yin Manual to guide that reverse-flowing true energy.

Turn the countercurrent into the driving force of the flow, and transform the rage into a controllable outburst.

"Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it."

Yang Guo recalled the words Wang Chongyang left on the stone wall of the ancient tomb.

"change!"

Yang Guo roared in his mind.

He no longer tried to suppress the rebellious true qi, but instead followed its force and used the mental techniques of the Yi Jin Duan Gu Pian to create a "river channel" for it.

Rumble!

The meridians in his body emitted a muffled, thunderous sound.

The previously congested pass was broken through like a whirlwind at this moment.

Deep within the dantian, the previously depleted source of internal energy began to spin wildly, condensing into drops of extremely pure true liquid.

This liquid was no longer simply colorless, but had taken on a very faint purple hue.

This is a sign of the convergence of positive and negative forces.

This is the path that belongs only to Yang Guo.

Outside the cave, the sky was just beginning to lighten.

The morning light shone through the gaps in the leaves.

Li Mochou felt the person in her arms stop trembling and begin to breathe steadily and evenly.

It's even... a little hot.

It was a vibrant, life-giving heat.

She looked down.

The paleness on Yang Guo's face had faded, revealing a healthy rosy glow.

What surprised her even more was that he seemed to be surrounded by a faint aura, which caused the surrounding dust to tremble slightly.

"This kid..."

Li Mochou's eyes were filled with shock.

Overnight.

Not only has his injury stabilized and the cold poison been neutralized, but there are even signs of a breakthrough in his internal energy cultivation.

What kind of monstrous talent is this?

Just then, Yang Guo's eyelashes trembled twice.

He slowly opened his eyes.

Li Mochou saw a glint of light flash in his eyes, so bright that she dared not look directly at him.

But the next second, the glint disappeared, and it returned to those smiling, slightly roguish peach blossom eyes.

Good morning, honey.

Yang Guo smiled, his voice still a little hoarse, but full of energy.

He felt the softness pressed against his chest and the arms wrapped around his waist, and his smile grew even brighter.

"Thank you for your hard work last night."