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

The fire inside the cave was burning brightly.

The firewood crackled and popped.

Yang Guo slipped his hands inside Cheng Ying's Taoist robe, his palms pressed tightly against the skin of her waist.

The yang energy of the Qiankun Technique flowed continuously from his fingertips into Cheng Ying's body.

Cheng Ying's body was so weak that she couldn't muster any strength.

She was forced to lean against Yang Guo's chest, her hands weakly pressed against the man's chest.

That domineering pure yang energy circulated within her body, firmly suppressing her originally weak innate energy in the corner of her dantian.

"Brother Yang, that's enough."

Cheng Ying bit her lower lip, her voice trembling noticeably.

"My internal energy has stabilized, let me go."

"Butler Cheng, you look very weak."

Yang Guo spoke casually, but his hands did not stop moving.

"You were already unsteady on your feet after inhaling that little bit of poisonous miasma. If you encounter a real master in the future, you won't even have the strength to run away."

His fingertips slowly circled around Cheng Ying's Mingmen acupoint on her lower back.

Cheng Ying's ears were burning hot.

She knew that Yang Guo was using the pretense of treating her injuries to take advantage of her.

The warm current flowed down her Ren meridian, causing her legs to go weak uncontrollably.

She could only hang all her weight on Yang Guo.

"Wushuang is still here, don't do this."

Cheng Ying turned her head away, trying to avoid the hot breath Yang Guo was blowing into her ear.

Lu Wushuang lay on the dry grass beside the fire, her left leg still in the position it had been in after the massage.

She was so tired that she didn't even have the strength to move a finger.

Upon hearing Cheng Ying's words, Lu Wushuang turned over and mumbled something.

"Cousin, don't use me as a shield. If your husband wants to transfer his inner energy to you, just accept it obediently. I'm too sleepy to keep my eyes open; I don't have time to watch you."

Lu Wushuang buried her face in the dry grass, and her breathing quickly became even.

Cheng Ying was speechless after her cousin's words.

She prided herself on being a top disciple of Peach Blossom Island, proficient in Qimen Dunjia (a form of divination), and always calculated everything thoroughly.

Now, however, she is completely under the control of this man who is a few years younger than her.

Her body's reaction made her feel extremely ashamed.

Yang Guo's large hand moved down Cheng Ying's waistline and pinched the soft flesh on the outside of her thigh.

The true energy of the Qiankun Technique suddenly increased its output.

Cheng Ying let out a muffled groan, and two tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

The Qiankun Technique imprint within her body was sensed, and a surge of heat rose from her lower abdomen.

This intense heat completely overwhelmed her reason.

She instinctively wrapped her arms around Yang Guo's neck and buried her face in the crook of his neck.

Yang Guo looked down at Cheng Ying's submissive appearance and chuckled softly.

He did not take any further action.

He knew that Cheng Ying had just broken through to the Innate Realm and her meridians still needed time to adapt; he had already caused her enough trouble today.

He slowly withdrew his inner energy and pulled his hands away.

Cheng Ying lost her support and collapsed onto the stone bed.

She gasped for breath and quickly pulled at the collar of her loose Taoist robe to cover up her white undergarment.

Yang Guo stood up, walked to the fire, and kicked the dry grass on the ground to dim the flames.

He looked at Lu Wushuang, who was fast asleep, and Cheng Ying, who was still catching her breath, and didn't say anything more.

He took out the cloth bag containing the snake king's inner core from his pocket, turned around and walked out of the cave.

The night wind blew through the mountains and forests, carrying a heavy moisture.

The sound of the waterfall ahead was deafening.

Yang Guo walked to a blue stone next to the waterfall and sat down.

He placed the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword at his feet and untied the cloth bag in his hand.

The purplish-red inner core of the serpent king was exposed to the air.

The surrounding moisture was driven back by the heat emanating from the inner core.

A strange red light flowed across the surface of the inner elixir, and pure yang energy emanated from it.

Yang Guo stared at the inner core in his hand, gently stroking it with his fingers.

The inner core was extremely hot, burning his palms until they turned red.

He didn't rush to swallow the inner elixir.

He knew this was no ordinary snake gallbladder.

The essence of heaven and earth, gathered by the century-old snake king, contains extremely potent fire poison.

Even a master of the Thousand-Handed Butcher's caliber relies on this inner core to neutralize the extreme cold poison within his body.

Yang Guo was calculating the information he had extracted from Bai Yulang that day.

On the fifth day of next month, in Black Wind Valley outside Xiangyang City.

The Golden Wheel Monk and Shen Buyan planned to set up a massive poison array to ambush Guo Jing.

If Guo Jing were to die in Black Wind Valley, Xiangyang City would surely descend into chaos.

Taking advantage of the situation, the Mongol army invaded, and the Quanzhen Sect's intelligence network and business operations in Guanzhong and Xiangyang were completely wiped out.

More importantly, there's Huang Rong.

Once Guo Jing dies, Huang Rong will never live on.

With her fierce temperament, she would either die alongside Guo Jing for love or defend Xiangyang City to the death in battle.

If it really comes to that, I won't even be able to catch a glimpse of Huang Rong.

Guo Jing's fate is something he can only decide for himself.

We must not let the Golden Wheel Monk get away with this.

However, his current strength was insufficient to go to Black Wind Valley to rescue Guo Jing and break the Ten Thousand Poisons Formation.

The Golden Wheel Monk was the number one master in Mongolia, possessing boundless power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna.

He is currently at the peak of the early stage of the Innate Realm, and with the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword and the Toad Stance, he can at most fight the Golden Wheel Monk for a dozen or so moves.

If this continues for too long, their internal energy will be exhausted, and they will inevitably be defeated.

One must break through to the middle stage of the Innate Realm.

Yang Guo looked at the snake king's inner core in his palm and frowned slightly.

This is a hot potato.

Swallowing it might burn through your dantian.

If we don't swallow it, the situation won't be resolved by the fifth day of next month.

His inherent ambition and gambler's mentality began to take over.

Fortune favors the bold.

He didn't intend to swallow it directly; that would be too risky.

He decided to use the Qiankun Technique to gradually absorb the fire poison from the inner core into his body, and then have the red and black Yuanqi Pearl crush and refine it.

Yang Guo sat cross-legged on the bluestone, his hands folded together, holding the purplish-red inner core in his palms.

He closed his eyes and mobilized the internal energy in his dantian.

The red and black energy beads began to slowly rotate.

The internal energy of the Nine Yin Manual protected the major acupoints all over the body, while the pure Yang energy of the Qiankun Technique flowed along the meridians of the arm, reaching the Laogong acupoint.

The temperature in my palms kept rising.

Yang Guo activated his inner energy and tentatively extracted a trace of fire poison from his inner core.

That wisp of fiery toxin traveled along the Laogong acupoint into the Pericardium Meridian of Hand-Jueyin.

Scorching hot.

An extremely intense burning sensation instantly spread throughout his entire right arm.

This fiery poison is a hundred times more potent than the medicinal power of the snake gall bladder.

It rampages through the meridians, scalding and swelling the meridian walls wherever it goes.

Yang Guo gritted his teeth and guided the wisp of fire poison through the Hand Shaoyin Heart Meridian, eventually flowing into the Ren Meridian.

After the fire poison enters the Ren meridian, it goes straight to the Qihai acupoint in the lower abdomen.

The red and black energy beads increased their rotation speed.

The moment the fire poison rushed into the dantian, the primordial energy bead emitted a powerful suction force, drawing the wisp of fire poison into it.

The black and red true energy intertwined, gradually crushing the fire poison and integrating it into one's own internal strength.

Yang Guo let out a long breath.

The first step was successful.

The Qiankun Technique is extremely versatile and can indeed refine this fire poison.

He became bolder.

He increased the force with both hands, and the Qiankun Technique was activated at full speed.

A surge of fiery poison, ten times stronger than before, erupted from the inner core and poured wildly into the body through the meridians of the arms.

Yang Guo overestimated the resilience of his meridians.

That massive surge of pure yang fire poison, like a flood bursting its banks, directly broke through the obstruction of the meridians in the hand.

The veins on his right arm bulged out, and the skin surface had an eerie crimson color.

The high temperature caused his blood to circulate faster.

The sweat just seeped out of the pores and was evaporated into white vapor by the high temperature on the skin.

Damn it.

Yang Guo cursed under his breath.

He tried to withdraw the suction force of the Qiankun Technique, but found that his palm could no longer leave the inner core.

The inner core seemed to come alive, clinging tightly to his palm.

The fire poison surged uncontrollably into his body.

The fire poison spread wildly along the eight extraordinary meridians.

The meridians were forcibly stretched open, causing a tearing pain.

Yang Guo's face contorted, and veins throbbed on his forehead.

The massive fire poison gathered in the Ren meridian, transforming into a fire dragon that crashed fiercely into the dantian.

The red and black energy beads were violently shaken by this enormous impact.

The energy bead spun wildly, trying to crush all the incoming fire poison.

However, the amount of fire poison was too large and the attack was too fierce, so the refining speed of the Yuan Qi Pearl could not keep up.

Two completely different forces engaged in a fierce battle within the dantian.

The internal energy of the Nine Yin Manual is biased towards yin and softness, and it began to retreat step by step under the scorching heat of the fire poison.

Although the pure Yang energy of the Qiankun Technique originated from the same source, it was also shattered by this violent and wild power.

Yang Guo's body began to tremble uncontrollably.

He clenched his teeth and focused all his attention on his dantian.

He desperately mobilized his remaining true energy, trying to suppress the rampaging fire poison.

To no avail.

The fire poison accumulated more and more in the Qi Sea, and the temperature rose higher and higher.

Yang Guo felt as if a piece of red-hot charcoal had been inserted into his lower abdomen.

The burning sensation from the inside out made even his breath smell of blood.

The fire poison broke through the defenses of the Vitality Pearl and began to spread to the internal organs.

The liver and spleen are the first to be affected.

Yang Guo felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood fell onto the bluestone and made a hissing sound, producing a wisp of blue smoke.

His internal energy was completely out of control.

The originally smooth circulation of Qi was disrupted by the fire poison.

Without proper guidance, the vital energy surged wildly through the meridians, clashing and clashing with the fire poison.

Yang Guo's eyes were bloodshot, and his vision began to blur.

He knew he had overestimated himself.

The inner core of this century-old snake king is something he cannot forcibly refine at his current level.

Even an old monster like the Thousand-Handed Butcher had to use this thing with extreme caution in conjunction with a medicinal bath.

The fire poison rushed straight to the forehead along the Du meridian.

Yang Guo's mind was buzzing.

He mustered his last shred of reason and slammed his hands hard on the bluestone.

Using the force of the recoil, he forcibly severed the operation of the Qiankun Technique.

The inner elixir held in the palm of the hand rolled onto the bluestone.

Yang Guo fell backward and crashed heavily to the ground.

He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently.

Although the contact with the inner core was severed, the fire poison that had already entered the body did not subside.

That violent force was still damaging his meridians.

Yang Guo curled up on the ground, his hands gripping the clothes on his chest tightly.

He must force out these fire toxins, or forcibly guide them back to his dantian.

Otherwise, his heart meridian would be burned off within half an hour.

He endured the excruciating pain of his meridians being torn apart and sat cross-legged again.

The mental techniques of Toad Stance flashed through his mind.

Toad Kung Fu emphasizes accumulating internal energy, compressing the body's vital energy into the dantian (lower abdomen).

Since the Nine Yin Manual and the Qiankun Technique cannot suppress this fire poison, then we will use the most powerful Toad Stance to confront it head-on.

Yang Guo took a deep breath, and his abdomen suddenly swelled up.

He squeezed all the scattered true energy in his meridians towards his dantian.

The fire poison sensed the pressure from the true energy and began a frenzied counterattack.

A few drops of blood seeped from Yang Guo's skin.

That's the result of capillaries rupturing because they couldn't withstand the high temperature and pressure.

Ignoring everything else, he continued to activate his Toad Style Kung Fu.

The feeling of bloating in my abdomen is getting stronger.

The pressure inside the dantian increased exponentially.

Under this high pressure, the red and black energy beads were forced to stop oscillating.

It began to rotate slowly and heavily, drawing the surrounding fire poison into it little by little.

This is an extremely slow and painful process.

Every breath Yang Guo took was accompanied by excruciating pain.

His clothes were completely soaked with sweat and blood.

Time passed little by little.

The sound of the waterfall seemed extremely distant to him.

After an unknown amount of time, the temperature inside the dantian finally began to drop.

The red and black energy beads were a size larger than before, and their surfaces had a faint purplish-red halo.

Yang Guo slowly opened his eyes.

The sky was already beginning to lighten.

A thin mist rose in the mountains and forests.

He lowered his head, looked at his blood-stained hands, and gave a bitter laugh.

I've been given a second chance at life.

Although the fire poison was suppressed by the domineering power of the Toad Style, the meridians were severely damaged.

He can't even unleash half of his usual power right now.

The bottleneck of the mid-stage of the innate realm has not yet been broken.

On the contrary, the rampage of true qi made the qi in the dantian even more chaotic.

Yang Guo reached out and picked up the snake king's inner core that had fallen on the bluestone, wrapped it in cloth again, and stuffed it into his pocket.

He leaned on the bluestone to stand up, his legs suddenly feeling weak.

As soon as he took a step, another surge of blood rushed to his chest.

He quickly grabbed onto a nearby tree trunk to avoid falling.

With this broken body, let alone going to Black Wind Valley to deal with the Golden Wheel Monk, even encountering a second-rate expert now would be enough to kill him.

The meridians must be repaired as soon as possible.

Yang Guo turned his head to look in the direction of the cave.

He now needs a large amount of pure Yin energy to neutralize the lingering effects of the fire poison in his body.

Lu Wushuang has only just begun to learn the Nine Yin Manual; his internal energy is too weak.

The only option is Cheng Ying, who has just broken through to the Innate Realm.

The Fallen Flower True Qi within Cheng Ying's body is biased towards Yin and cold, making it a perfect furnace to help him regulate his rampaging meridians.

Yang Guo dragged his heavy steps, picked up the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword on the ground, and walked step by step toward the cave.

The fire in the cave had gone out, leaving only a few dark red embers.

Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang were still fast asleep.

Yang Guo walked to the stone bed and looked at Cheng Ying's unguarded sleeping face.

He leaned the heavy iron sword against the wall and took off his blood-stained outer robe.