My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

Outside Mingde Gate, the ten-mile-long street was completely silent.

Cheng Yaojin tilted his head back and swallowed the longevity pill that emitted a fragrant aroma.

He didn't even chew it; the pill melted instantly in his mouth, turning into a scalding hot stream that traveled down his throat and crashed into his stomach.

The next instant, an astonishing phenomenon exploded right before the eyes of the 100,000-strong army and the entire court.

A dense, visible green light burst forth from Cheng Yaojin's pores. This vibrant green light instantly enveloped his massive, towering body.

"It's hot! So hot!"

Cheng Yaojin let out a rough roar that sounded like a mix of pain and pleasure, and ripped off his blood-stained bright armor, revealing his broad chest covered with chest hair.

With his roar, a series of cracking sounds, like popping beans, emanated from his body. His back, which had been slightly hunched due to years of fighting and numerous hidden injuries, straightened instantly under the pull of an invisible force.

What's even more horrifying is his face.

Cheng Yaojin was over fifty years old, his temples were already gray, and his face was covered with deep wrinkles.

But at this moment, under the intense gaze of countless eyes in the audience, his gray hair and beard began to turn black from the roots at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The loose skin seemed to be re-injected with fresh blood, rapidly tightening and smoothing out.

In just a dozen or so breaths.

The green light dissipated.

Cheng Yaojin stood there, panting heavily, his muscles bulging like granite. The signs of aging on his face had vanished, his gray hair had turned mostly black, and he looked more than ten years younger, as if he had returned to his peak years when he charged into battle at Wagang Village.

Clang.

Wei Zheng dropped his official tablet onto the bluestone slab. He rubbed his old eyes desperately, as if he had seen a ghost.

Changsun Wuji gasped and took a half step back.

Li Shimin stood ten paces away, his body trembling slightly beneath his dragon robe, his breathing heavy like that of a startled ox pulling a cart.

He looked at Cheng Yaojin, who had rejuvenated, and his eyes instantly became bloodshot and burning red.

Extending life by five years is not just about living five more years; it's about forcibly bringing your body's functions back to a younger state!

"Hahaha! I'm alive again!"

Cheng Yaojin clenched his fists, feeling the seemingly inexhaustible, violent power within him. He roared excitedly to the sky, the sound shaking the dust off the city gate tower.

Behind the crowd, the generals who missed this eastern expedition and voyage had their eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.

Hou Junji's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Cheng Yaojin's youthful face, regretting his actions so much that he wished he could draw his sword and slash his own thigh on the spot.

If he had known that the Longevity Pill had such miraculous effects of defying fate, he would have fought tooth and nail in the Taiji Hall and even drawn his sword against Cheng Yaojin to snatch this spot!

Li Chen stood beside the carriage, looking at the Tang Dynasty emperor and his ministers who were about to go mad, and yawned indifferently.

"Alright, stop staring like you're some country bumpkin who's never seen the world."

Li Chen waved his hand, turned around, and walked onto the carriage.

"Those who have reached the required points, take the medicine yourselves. As for the remaining elite soldiers, Wan'er has some low-grade Qi-cultivating pills. Take one each as a reward for your hard work."

After saying that, the carriage curtain fell and drove directly into Mingde Gate, leaving the mess to Li Shimin, who was so excited he was almost fainting, to clean up.

……

That night, in the backyard of the Prince of Qin's mansion.

The moon is bright and the stars are few; the night breeze is slightly cool.

Li Jing, Yuchi Gong, and Cheng Yaojin, having removed their heavy black armor and donned loose everyday clothes, sat cross-legged on the prayer mats in the center of the courtyard like three timid schoolchildren.

Li Chen was dressed in a moon-white long robe, holding three thin booklets in his hand, which he casually tossed in front of them.

The booklet was bound with the most ordinary hemp paper, and the cover had a few large characters written crookedly on it: "Elementary Qi-Inducing Techniques (Plain Language Version)".

"I have already stated the rules. If you have more than 5,000 points, in addition to the Longevity Pill, I will teach you a basic breathing technique. However, even if you do not reach that level, I will still give it to you."

Li Chen crossed his arms and circled the three of them once.

"Although the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is recovering, the suppression of the Heavenly Dao is still in effect, so it is impossible for you to cultivate the Golden Core."

"But this method is enough to allow you to break through the physical limits of ordinary warriors. If you master it, you can easily kill a giant tiger with a single punch."

The three of them were so excited that they quickly opened the thin booklet in their hands.

The content is indeed written in plain language, without any obscure Taoist terminology; the meridian pathways are all explained in plain language.

"Close your eyes and calm your mind."

Li Chen walked up behind Cheng Yaojin and slapped him hard on the broad back without any hesitation.

A wisp of pure Golden Core essence was exhaled from his palm, forcefully breaking open the blocked meridians in Cheng Yaojin's body, guiding him to sense the faint spiritual energy floating in the air.

"Feel the energy in your dantian, and let it flow upwards along the Du meridian. Don't get distracted."

Cheng Yaojin kept his eyes tightly shut, his forehead covered in sweat, and his dark face flushed red. He was a brute who only knew how to use brute force and had no idea about calming his mind.

Startled by the true energy, he became nervous and directly diverted the energy in the wrong direction.

There was a muffled "plop" sound.

A loud, long, and stinky fart erupted from under Cheng Yaojin's buttocks.

The stench instantly filled the yard.

Sitting next to him, Yuchi Gong pinched his nose in disgust and cursed, "You old hag, how disgusting! Are you cultivating immortality?! What kind of poison gas are you releasing?!"

Li Chen's lips twitched violently, and he kicked Cheng Yaojin, sending him tumbling off the prayer mat.

"I told you to direct your Qi to your Dantian, what the hell are you doing forcing it into your large intestine! Do you think you're a weasel spirit?!"

Cheng Yaojin got up from the ground, awkwardly scratched the back of his head, and forced a smile:

"Your Highness, please calm down. This isn't the first time Old Cheng has been inexperienced; he just twisted his ankle. Let's try again!"

It took almost half an hour to figure it out.

With Li Chen's forced assistance, which involved expending some of his true essence, these three top-tier assassins of the Tang Dynasty finally managed to barely touch the threshold of cultivation.

As the final breath ended.

The three of them opened their eyes at the same time, a terrifying glint flashing in their eyes.

A faint, transparent current of air swirled slowly around their bodies, stirring up a few fallen leaves on the ground.

They stood up, feeling as light as if they could float in the wind. With a casual swing of their fists, a muffled boom echoed through the air.

Li Jing's usually calm and collected face was now filled with undisguised ecstasy. He clasped his hands together and bowed deeply to Li Chen.

"I will never forget Your Highness's kindness in imparting knowledge to me."

This is a power beyond that of ordinary people. From this day forward, the Tang Dynasty has its first truly extraordinary military generals.

After sending away the three old generals who were so excited they were practically disoriented, the Qin Prince's mansion finally returned to peace and quiet.