Yang Guo: I defied death and reached the heavens in The Return of the Condor Heroes

For nearly a month, Yang Guo has devoted almost all his time to arduous cultivation.

He would quickly finish the meals that Granny Sun brought him each day and immediately return to meditation.

Sometimes Granny Sun would want to chat with him, but seeing his focused and secluded appearance, she would swallow her words and quietly leave, leaning on her wooden cane.

Grandma Sun saw everything, feeling both gratified and heartbroken.

The good news is that the young man was telling the truth; he came to the ancient tomb to cultivate and had no other motives. What is heartbreaking is that he was practicing too hard and not giving himself any room to breathe.

She repeatedly advised him to take a break, but ultimately remained silent—she could see that the young man harbored a deep-seated obsession and would not give up until he achieved his goal.

At this moment, Yang Guo is at the most critical juncture.

The reversal of life energy within his body had reached its limit, rushing and surging through his meridians like a mighty torrent.

The surrounding cold air clashed and collided within his body, tearing his bones and muscles apart time and again, only to be repaired and reshaped again and again by the reversing Qi.

Each cycle of destruction and rebirth felt like a thunderclap exploding within his internal organs, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably and veins to bulge on his forehead.

He clenched his teeth tightly, holding his mind and preventing himself from being consumed by the excruciating physical pain.

They were just one step away!

He could sense that he was just one strike away from breaking through the second layer of the Reverse Life Triple Restraint.

After countless trials and tribulations, he suddenly took a deep breath, and his mind returned to purity.

He activated all the internal energy within his dantian, like an arrow poised to be released, rushing straight towards the barrier as thin as a cicada's wing.

boom!

An invisible roar exploded from his body.

An immense and boundless power, like a flood bursting its banks, poured out from his dantian and surged through his meridians to his limbs and bones.

The muscles and bones throughout his body were cracking and popping, his flesh was trembling violently, and every inch of his skin was undergoing a transformative metamorphosis.

The feeling was as if my whole being was shattered and then reforged into one.

Reversing the cycle of rebirth, success achieved!

A wave of energy swept out from his body, crashing against the walls of the stone chamber and producing a dull echo.

The oil lamp on the stone table shook violently a few times, and the flame flickered for a long time before it finally stabilized.

Yang Guo slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath.

He did not rush to get up, but instead calmly experienced the newfound power within his body.

He looked down at his hands, and with a slight thought, a layer of luminous white Qi membrane emerged from his body and covered the surface of his palms.

The layer of white qi clung to the skin like solidified cream, as if coated with moonlight, radiating a soft glow in the dim stone chamber.

Just then, the stone door was gently pushed open, and Granny Sun walked in carrying a food box, muttering to herself:

"It's time to eat. All you do is sit around all day, don't you even know..."

Her words came to an abrupt halt, and the food box in her hand nearly slipped from her grasp.

She stared blankly at Yang Guo on the cold jade bed, unconsciously taking several steps back, her wooden cane slamming heavily on the ground.

His voice was filled with disbelief and horror:

"What...what happened to you?"

Seeing her so frightened, Yang Guo quickly got out of bed and explained:

"Don't panic, Grandma. This is a normal phenomenon after I break through to a higher realm."

"Is this normal?"

Grandma Sun pointed at him, her fingertips trembling slightly:

"Your whole body has turned into this state, and you still say it's normal?"

She had lived for over sixty years, but had never seen anything like it.

Yang Guo's face was as white as jade, and his body was surrounded by a faint frost. His hair and fingertips were covered with a layer of white mist, making him look like a fairy from the moon palace.

If it weren't for those familiar eyes, she would have almost thought she had encountered some kind of mountain spirit or monster.

Yang Guo looked down at his hands, which were covered in white qi. He calmed his mind, and the white qi on his body receded like a tide, revealing his original appearance. His black hair was as usual, and his skin color was no different.

"Look, Grandma, it's back to normal after the exercise is finished."

After he finished speaking, he activated the Reverse Life Technique again, and the white Qi surged out once more, enveloping his entire body again, and he transformed back into the appearance of the Moon Palace Immortal.

Grandma Sun stared wide-eyed at his changing expressions, and it took her a long time to recover.

She walked up and circled around Yang Guo, looking him over several times. Then she reached out her fingertip and gently poked the outer layer of white qi. The touch was cool, like touching solidified fat.

"Are you sure you haven't gone mad with demonic possession, kid?"

She still seemed a little uneasy as she spoke.

"It really isn't, Mother-in-law."

Yang Guo smiled faintly as he dispersed his qi, then explained:

"This technique is inherently like this; it can be controlled at will and causes no harm."

Grandma Sun let out a long sigh of relief, patted her chest, and said reproachfully:

"It's good that you're alright. You scared the old woman quite a bit just now."

Yang Guo could only respond with a helpless, bitter smile.

Grandma Sun composed herself and laid out the food on the stone table: a bowl of white rice, a plate of stir-fried vegetables, and a small bowl of steaming egg drop soup.

For the past month, Granny Sun has been preparing a variety of dishes for Yang Guo every day. The egg drop soup has a few pieces of seaweed and dried shrimp floating in it, emitting an enticing aroma in the steam.

Yang Guo sat down to eat, while Granny Sun sat quietly to the side watching. Suddenly, she sighed softly:

"Time flies, and it's already almost halfway through the twelfth lunar month."

Yang Guo, with food in his mouth, mumbled a reply, "Hmm?"

Grandma Sun's gaze suddenly became somewhat distant, as if she were reminiscing about something:

"In three days, it will be the fifteenth of the twelfth lunar month, which will be Miss Long's eighteenth birthday."

Yang Guo was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.

What is Xiaolongnu's birthday?

Although he had been in the Ancient Tomb for nearly a month, apart from a brief encounter with Xiaolongnu on their first night together, they had never met again.

Granny Sun sighed softly and continued:

"According to the rules of the Ancient Tomb Sect, we have never paid much attention to these worldly birthday banquets, but this time is different, as it is the day the girl comes of age."

The old woman thought that she should at least prepare something simple for her so that she would know that there were still people in this world who cared about her.

Yang Guo listened quietly to the sound, a slight thought stirring in his heart.

During my time living in the ancient tomb, I have been able to cultivate in peace thanks to Granny Sun's care.

Although Xiaolongnu had never interacted with him, this ancient tomb was, after all, her territory. The fact that she allowed him to stay here was itself a great act of kindness and tacit approval.

After a moment's thought, he tentatively approached Granny Sun:

"Mother-in-law, since it is Miss Long's eighteenth birthday, we should indeed celebrate it properly."

"I have been fortunate to receive the care and attention of Grandma and Miss Long during this time, and I have nothing to repay them with. How about I go down the mountain tomorrow to town to prepare a wedding gift for Miss Long?"

Grandma Sun's expression immediately changed, and her tone suddenly became serious:

"No!"

Her reaction was far more intense than Yang Guo had anticipated; her brows furrowed tightly.

"Do you know what the situation is like outside right now? The Quanzhen Sect has practically turned Zhongnan Mountain upside down, and their spies are everywhere in the towns and villages. If you go down the mountain now, you'll be walking into a trap! Do you understand?"

Yang Guo had anticipated that she would object, and patiently explained:

"Grandma, don't worry. I've already broken through to a higher realm, so even if I encounter members of the Quanzhen Sect, I can handle them."

"cope?"

Granny Sun snorted coldly.

"Do you think the Seven Masters of Quanzhen are pushovers? Even if you can handle ordinary disciples, what will you do if you run into Qiu Chuji or Ma Yu?"

Yang Guo shook his head inwardly, knowing that Granny Sun was just worried and had forgotten that a month ago, he had killed Zhao Zhijing with a single palm strike.

He softened his tone and continued to persuade patiently:

"I will only go to a nearby market town to buy a gift. I will not go too far and will never cause any trouble."

"I'll dress up a bit more and conceal my appearance, so I won't be easily recognized. I should be back in half a day at most."

Grandma Sun shook her head again, her tone resolute:

"No! It's still too dangerous. I'll take care of the arrangements for the young lady's birthday. You just stay here in the tomb and don't cause any trouble. That's the best gift I can give her!"