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

The extremely cold blue bile was poured into Cheng Ying's mouth.

Cheng Ying trembled all over, her lips turned pale on the spot, and her teeth clenched so tightly they made a grinding sound.

That mouthful of bile contained an unreasonable chill, pouring down the esophagus.

A spasm ran through my stomach, causing a sudden drop in the flow of qi and blood in my internal organs and meridians, and even slowing my heartbeat.

Yang Guo cupped her cheeks in his hands and pressed his lips to hers.

The red and black primordial energy bead in his dantian suddenly spun around.

The pure Yang energy of the Qiankun Technique surged out from the Jinjin acupoint under the tongue, passed through the lips and teeth of the two people, and forcibly poured into Cheng Ying's Ren meridian.

The two streams of true energy, one hot and one cold, collided instantly within Cheng Ying's body.

Cheng Ying let out a muffled groan.

Huang Yaoshi's internal energy cultivation method has always been gentle and subtle, following delicate pathways through the meridians. It could not withstand such a reckless and forceful attack.

A sharp, throbbing pain shot through her chest. She opened her eyes wide, pushed her palm against Yang Guo's chest, and struggled desperately to break free.

Yang Guo moved his lips away: "Don't move."

Cheng Ying gasped for breath, her exhaled white mist dispersing between the two of them.

She trembled violently, her throat tightened, and her lips moved twice, but she couldn't utter a single word.

Yang Guo cursed inwardly.

This snake king has lived for at least three hundred years, and the depth of the cold poison contained in its bile is far beyond his estimation.

Mouth-to-mouth transmission of energy only travels along the Ren meridian, which is far too slow.

The cold air spread and seeped into Cheng Ying's eight extraordinary meridians. If this continued, her meridians would be frostbitten.

He did not hesitate at all.

He reached behind Cheng Ying, hooked his fingers around the straps of her bodice, and gently lifted it.

The tie snapped, and the moon-white fabric slipped off and fell onto the bluestone.

Cheng Ying's body stiffened abruptly.

Before she could react, Yang Guo had already grabbed her wrists and pulled her hands away from her chest.

"I'm protecting your life."

Yang Guo stared at her: "You know the Peach Blossom Island scriptures better than I do. The circulation of Qi relies on the twelve meridians on the skin. How much of it can actually pass through clothing?"

Cheng Ying's lips trembled slightly.

She really couldn't refute that.

My master once said that if practitioners need to support each other with their true energy, skin-to-skin contact is the most direct way.

The twelve meridians have a dense distribution of acupoints on the body surface, and direct contact can save most of the conduction loss.

She understands the道理 (principles/reasoning), but when it really comes to this...

Stimulated by Yang Guo's voice, the mark within her body felt weak and powerless.

"Put it here."

Yang Guo said.

Cheng Ying closed her eyes, curled her toes, and moved over little by little.

The moment her chest touched Yang Guo's burning hot skin, she tensed up instantly.

Yang Guo tightened his arms around her, pulling her into his embrace.

He placed his palms on her Zhiyang and Lingtai acupoints on her back and activated the Qiankun Technique at full power.

The meridians of the two form loops at the contact surface.

Yang Guo circulates Yang Qi through the Du Meridian, while Cheng Ying circulates Yin Qi through the Ren Meridian. One ascends and the other descends, forming a complete Great Circulation.

The cold energy overflowing from Cheng Ying's meridians was forcibly drawn over and continuously entered Yang Guo's body through the acupoints on his back.

Yang Guo's jaw clenched.

The chill penetrated his dantian, causing him sharp pain.

Stimulated, the red and black primordial energy beads began to vibrate faster. The Nine Yin True Qi formed a vortex on the inner wall of the dantian, tightly enveloping the surging cold poison and crushing it layer by layer.

The crushed cold poison lost its violent nature and transformed into a wisp of pure internal energy.

Then, this internal force flowed along the contact surface of the chest and abdomen, circulating through the Great Heavenly Circuit into Cheng Ying's dantian.

Cheng Ying's breathing gradually calmed down.

The frozen meridians were soothed by this warm internal energy, and the feeling of them thawing from the inside out was incredibly intense.

She couldn't help but let out a soft moan, then bit her lip shyly.

At the entrance of the cave.

Lu Wushuang sat cross-legged beside the fire, clutching a pine branch in her hand.

The cave wasn't very deep, and the sounds inside traveled along the stone walls, reaching her ears perfectly.

She poked the pine branch into the fire with a snap, the charcoal cracked, and sparks flew all over the ground.

"Bullying people."

Lu Wushuang muttered something under her breath.

She knew Yang Guo was helping Cheng Ying neutralize the snake gall venom, and she understood the reasoning behind it, but her cousin's voice...

Lu Wushuang stood up and walked to the cave entrance, taking a deep breath of cool air as she faced the night breeze.

The Divine Eagle was lying nearby, snoring loudly.

She kicked it in annoyance.

The eagle simply rolled over, and its snoring only grew louder.

Even you're infuriating.

Lu Wushuang spat and had no choice but to go back and continue poking at the fire.

Inside the cave.

Yang Guo's brows furrowed tightly.

The total amount of cold poison in snake gallbladders is simply too great.

He had been refining it for almost half an hour, but the cold air was still emanating continuously.

The refining speed simply couldn't keep up, and the amount of cold energy in Cheng Ying's meridians was even increasing instead of decreasing.

If this trend continues, his dantian will probably be the first to give out.

Yang Guo looked down at Cheng Ying in his arms.

Her forehead was covered in cold sweat, her eyelids trembled, and she bit her lower lip tightly.

"Can you hold on?"

Yang Guo asked.

"Um……"

Cheng Ying's voice was barely audible.

Yang Guo remained silent for two breaths.

He needs to increase the contact area of ​​the Qi channels.

Among the twelve primary meridians, the thickest ones are distributed along the torso and inner thighs.

Now that the chest and abdomen are together, the only area left for expansion is...

"Cheng Ying".

When Yang Guo called her name, his tone was serious, devoid of the usual teasing from the head steward.

Cheng Ying slowly opened her eyes.

"What I'm about to do, don't resist. Just focus on protecting your dantian."

Yang Guo looked at her: "Do you know the technique of reversing internal energy circulation?"

Cheng Ying was taken aback.

"I... I'll give it a try."

"It's not about trying."

Yang Guo reached out and pressed his hand on her waist: "It's something we must do."

As he spoke, he adjusted Cheng Ying's posture.

With their skin pressed together to the maximum extent, the number of acupoints where their meridians intersected suddenly increased to more than a dozen.

Cheng Ying clenched her teeth tightly, her mind focused solely on the operating route of the Peach Blossom Island cultivation technique.

She forced herself not to think about anything else and mobilized her internal energy to follow the incantation of the Reverse Circulation Method.

pass!

Yang Guo could clearly sense that the suction force coming from Cheng Ying's meridians suddenly increased.

The speed at which the cold poison was drawn away more than doubled instantly.

The primordial energy bead in his dantian hummed and vibrated, and the refining speed was pushed to its limit.

Under high load, the red and black energy beads even began to expand slightly.

Yang Guo's heart suddenly stirred.

His internal strength, accumulated through sixteen years of hard work, remained stuck at the peak of the early stage of the Innate Realm.

The venom of this snake king's gall, refined by the Nine Yin True Qi, is of extremely high quality.

The more you refine it, the thicker the Yuan Qi Bead becomes.

That bottleneck barrier is being worn down little by little.

He forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his heart and did not rush to break through the bottleneck.

Now that their meridians are connected, if he were to break through at this moment, the violent fluctuations of energy would directly destroy Cheng Ying's foundation in the Peach Blossom Island cultivation method.

Let's leave it for now and talk about it after it's over.

About two incense sticks' worth of time passed again.

Yang Guo smeared the last drop of bile in the water sac onto his palm, and then slapped it onto Cheng Ying's Mingmen acupoint.

The cold energy entered the body and was completely refined after circulating through a small cycle.

Yang Guo slowly stopped practicing his martial arts.

Cheng Ying was limp in his arms, unable to move even a finger.

Sweat soaked their skin, which was pressed together, making it a mess.

Her chest was pressed tightly against his, and she could clearly hear Yang Guo's steady and powerful heartbeat, like a drumbeat.

"This snake gall is potent."

Yang Guo patted her back, his voice regaining its usual carefree tone: "Steward Cheng, check your dantian."

Cheng Ying closed her eyes and focused her inner energy on her dantian.

The next moment, her pupils contracted sharply.

The thin wisp of internal energy that was originally in the dantian has now condensed into a ball of energy the size of a walnut, which is slowly rotating in the center of the dantian.

The Ren and Du meridians are now fully open, and the vital energy in the twelve regular meridians flows freely.

This is incomparable to anything before, both in terms of quality and quantity.

The Realm of Primordial Innate!

She actually stepped into the Innate Realm!

But then she realized something that made her heart sink.

The trajectory of that energy cloud did not follow the Peach Blossom Island cultivation method; instead, it followed the Qiankun Technique.

Her internal energy foundation had become completely intertwined with Yang Guo's true energy.

Once she is no longer nourished by Yang Guo's true energy, her skills will gradually decline until she is reduced to her original state.

Cheng Ying silently buried her face in Yang Guo's neck, without making a sound.

Yang Guo grabbed her chin and forcibly turned her face back.

"What's wrong?"

Cheng Ying looked at him with reddened eyes: "Did you plan this all along?"

"What's so special about it?"

Yang Guo raised an eyebrow.

"You know perfectly well that the Qiankun Technique will rewrite the foundation of my cultivation method."

Cheng Ying's voice was somewhat hoarse: "You're clearly doing this on purpose."

Yang Guo stared at her for a few moments, neither denying nor admitting it.

He reached out and gently flicked Cheng Ying's forehead.

"You don't want the opportunity to become a master of innate talent? I'm not forcing you to accept it."

Cheng Ying bit her lower lip, speechless.

She did not refuse, and even when the snake gall venom was at its most dangerous, she knew very well that only Yang Guo could save her.

"Get dressed."

Yang Guo jumped down from the bluestone and casually picked up the undergarment and Taoist robe on the ground, throwing them to her.

Cheng Ying shakily put on her clothes.

She couldn't muster any strength in her legs and failed to stand up twice.

Yang Guo bent down and swept her up in his arms.

Cheng Ying instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, struggling slightly as she said, "I can walk by myself."

"Then try walking a couple of steps."

Yang Guo ignored him and strode toward the cave entrance.

Cheng Ying stopped struggling this time.

She was all too aware of her current physical condition.

The meridians have just undergone the alternating cycles of hot and cold, and now all the acupoints are wide open. It's difficult to even sit, let alone walk.

The two quickly emerged from the depths of the cave.

Lu Wushuang was squatting on the ground drawing circles with a twig when she heard footsteps. She immediately threw down the twig and came to meet them.

Her gaze swept over Cheng Ying in Yang Guo's arms, and her lips pursed into a thin line.

"Finished practicing?"

"I'm done practicing."

Yang Guo gently placed Cheng Ying on the dry grass beside the fire: "Your cousin is now at the Innate Realm, so show her some respect in the future."

Lu Wushuang was skeptical, so he squatted down, grabbed Cheng Ying's wrist, and took her pulse.

He could only feel that the internal energy within his body was deep and solid, and his pulse was as steady as an old pine tree.

Her eyes widened instantly.

"Why should I?!"

Lu Wushuang jumped to her feet: "Husband, I want to eat snake gall too!"

Yang Guo raised his hand and flicked her forehead.

"Your Yi Jin Duan Gu Pian (易筋锻骨篇) focuses on body refinement. If you were to infuse it with this kind of cold snake gall, your meridians would burst on the spot."

Yang Guo sat down against the stone wall and stretched his slightly sore fingers: "If I come across something suitable for you in the future, I will definitely not let you down."

Lu Wushuang covered her swollen forehead before she could barely accept this explanation.