[Chaos Without Limits] [Chapter Ten]

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Chapter Ten: The Ultimate Return to Origin Divine Skill is Achieved, and the Power Increases Due to Accidentally Eating Snake Gallbladder.

Leng Aotian stayed at the Hundred Flowers Manor for several days. During this time, he experimented countless times, and after repeatedly examining his

internal meridians, he confirmed that they could no longer withstand the circulation of true qi. However, these few days of experimentation

were not without gains.

Leng Aotian discovered that although he lacked true qi, his limbs were exceptionally agile and powerful, and his senses

were even more acute than before. Furthermore, Leng Aotian discovered that he truly possessed the so-called "

sixth sense " ability; as long as he concentrated, no movement within the entire manor could escape his

"third eye's" detection. However, without true qi, Leng Aotian's signature palm techniques, fist techniques, finger techniques

, and so on, all lost their original power.

That day, bored out of his mind, Leng Aotian strolled aimlessly through the flower garden behind the manor. "Hundred Flowers Manor" truly

lived up to its name; the entire back garden was vast, teeming with exotic flowers and rare herbs. Several varieties

of flowers, whose names Leng Aotian couldn't recall, were in full bloom, displaying a myriad of colors and forms. As Leng Aotian wandered, admiring the various flowers,

the complexities that had troubled his mind for the past few days seemed to vanish like smoke. All the grudges and

grievances of the mortal world seemed no longer important. He seemed to have grasped something, but when he stopped to ponder it, he found nothing.

Suddenly, sensing movement behind him, Leng Aotian took a step, effortlessly avoiding an attack.

Turning around gracefully, Leng Aotian couldn't help but chuckle. A few feet in front of him, a girl in purple, holding

a broom , stood frozen in mid-air, stunned.

"You...you've recovered your strength?" The girl asked in surprise after a moment of astonishment.

"No, what's wrong?" Leng Aotian replied, but as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized something was wrong

and froze on the spot. It turned out that Leng Aotian's unintentional step just now had covered a distance of about eight zhang. Of course,

this was nothing for someone with lightness skills; Leng Aotian could easily leap more than twenty zhang before.

However , he hadn't used his internal energy, nor did he have any to use. Therefore, taking a step of eight zhang was

impossible without circulating true energy.

Leng Aotian stood there dumbfounded, as if he had thought of something. The girl, however, came to her senses and, seeing that Leng Aotian was in

a daze , was still unwilling to accept her earlier mistake. She leaped up and swung her broom again, this time using

her internal energy, making it fast and urgent. Just as the broom was about to strike Leng Aotian, who seemed oblivious, the girl unconsciously

lessened her strength. She was only playing around, wanting to tease him, not intending to hurt him.

Leng Aotian, who had been right in front of her a moment ago, vanished the instant the broom struck. Due to the speed

, the girl could still see a blurry image, but she didn't feel the impact. Losing

her balance , she stumbled forward two steps, turning her head in surprise to search for Leng Aotian.

Leng Aotian seemed completely oblivious, still lost in thought. The girl, however, assumed he looked down on

her, taking it as a mockery. Enraged, she blurted out, "Your skills have clearly recovered

, yet you're still pretending to be stupid and teasing me! Is this how a man behaves?"

This girl didn't consider that she was the one who wanted to tease Leng Aotian first, and now, having failed miserably,

she was blaming him instead.

Hearing the girl's words, Leng Aotian snapped out of his thoughts and looked at her blankly, "What?" Only after

speaking did he realize that he had suddenly found himself in a different position.

This girl was Juxiang.

For the past few days, Juxiang had been taking care of Leng Aotian's daily life. Although Yelü Bingxin had instructed the three of them

to take turns serving Leng Aotian, these three, though Yelü Bingxin's maids,

held extremely high positions within "Hundred Flowers Manor," their martial arts skills second only to the manor lord, Yelü Bingxin. Therefore, there were actually four of them—including

Meixiang, who had left the manor to deliver messages to Yelü Bingxin—all of whom held themselves in high esteem.

In their eyes, Leng Aotian had lost all his martial arts skills; regardless of the rumors circulating in the martial arts world, now that he was powerless, he was no different from a cripple.

They were absolutely unwilling to serve the daily needs of a cripple.

So even though Yelü Bingxin gave the order, it was ultimately Juxiang, the youngest and least skilled in martial arts, who suffered the consequences,

with all the chores of serving her falling on her shoulders. Therefore, Juxiang, in her resentment,

naturally vented her anger on Leng Aotian. However, although Leng Aotian had lost his martial arts, he unexpectedly gained

the ability . So, although Juxiang tried to trick him several times, he always detected her in advance, and she never

succeeded. This time, seeing Leng Aotian lost in thought in the garden, she saw a rare opportunity and grabbed a broom, intending to give him a

good whack, but he dodged it again.

Leng Aotian pondered for a long time, then seemed to understand something. When he came to his senses, he found Juxiang glaring

at him angrily, and he couldn't help but find it amusing. Leng Aotian already knew what Juxiang had been thinking these past few days. Despite losing all his internal energy,

with his newly acquired ability, he always managed to evade her. He had just made a bold hypothesis in his mind,

and now it was time to test it.

Leng Aotian said, "I'll stand still and let you hit me once, okay?"

Juxiang, still angry, was overjoyed to hear this: "Really? It's the little turtle that's moving!"

"Yeah, just once, by the way, you'd better be gentle," Leng Aotian replied.

"Hmph! Coward," Juxiang said, raising the broom and sweeping it towards Leng Aotian's waist.

Leng Aotian was inwardly amused and exasperated. If his assumption was correct, telling her to be gentle was actually for her own good, but

he didn't expect to be called a coward instead.

In the blink of an eye, the broom brushed against Leng Aotian's waist. Leng Aotian really didn't move, carefully sensing

the movement within his body. Instantly, the broom sprang into the air, and Juxiang felt a powerful force bounce back and was sent flying.

Leng Aotian hadn't expected the rebound force to be so great. Seeing that Juxiang had no control over her body, he had a thought and

lightly waved his right hand. Strangely enough, the force disappeared into thin air, and Juxiang fell straight down from mid-air.

With a cry of "Ouch!", Juxiang quickly steadied herself in mid-air and landed lightly, her eyes

filled with surprise and doubt as she looked at Leng Aotian.

Leng Aotian knew his initial guess was correct, and he was overjoyed. He gave Juxiang

an apologetic smile, then turned and left, heading straight for his room.

Juxiang, still stunned, didn't realize what had happened until Leng Aotian had vanished without a trace.

Leng Aotian returned to his room, carefully recalling everything that had just happened. He stood there, and

as time passed, his figure gradually faded, his entire body becoming blurred and

indistinct. He was clearly standing in the same spot, yet the feeling he gave was incredibly mysterious, as if he

were no longer in the room, yet also as if he were omnipresent.

It turned out that Leng Aotian hadn't lost all his internal energy. In fact, to be precise, he hadn't completely lost it

. However, although he had dissipated his long-cultivated inner strength, he had gained a higher

level of advancement, a higher realm.

Leng Aotian's inner energy hadn't actually dispersed outside his body, but rather it had altered

the structure of all the cells within him. The energy in his inner strength was absorbed by his cells, thus strengthening them. Now, Leng Aotian could be

said to possess no internal energy at all, but one could also say that he possessed an inexhaustible supply of internal energy.

Now, he's like a vessel; after his cells were modified, they can naturally absorb

external energy directly, instead of relying entirely on his body for nutrients. Of course, if he continues his cultivation, perhaps

one day his cells will be able to fully absorb external nutrients on their own to replenish their needs, at which point he will

enter the Taoist realm of "abstaining from grains," and at that time, he will be close to

the realm of Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang, who attained enlightenment and ascended to immortality.

This is the second level of the "Limitless Return to Origin Technique." Previously, although Leng Aotian had entered this

realm

, he was unaware of it. Therefore, mistakenly believing that he had lost his power, he wanted to cultivate again, not realizing that his current state was not suited for that kind of cultivation. Leng Aotian had just realized this,

but he hadn't figured out how to use and cultivate it. So he returned to his room, entering

a state of tranquility and clarity, and his body's functions and cells naturally began to operate. In short,

Leng Aotian now needs to enter this state of mind, whether to use or cultivate this ability,

which is to go with the flow and act without acting. This is also why Leng Aotian could automatically dodge and deflect Juxiang's

attacks .

As Leng Aotian's mind entered a state of clarity, his consciousness gradually became profound, and his external form

became increasingly faint, to the point of being almost transparent.

**********

Knowing that Ge Jiyuan's power was weak, Wujian Sanren quickly approached Liu Xuerou and struck with lightning speed, pressing

several acupoints once. Originally, the acupoints had already shown signs of loosening under Liu Xuerou's power, so Wujian Sanren

's attack immediately rendered his efforts futile.

Qingjing Sanren followed and took the "Riding the Victory Across Ten Thousand Miles" from Liu Xuerou's hand, carefully trying to

sheath it, but the blade shook violently, as if protesting. After a moment's thought, he understood the reasoning. Qingjing

Sanren stretched out his arm and drew a line on his own arm, feeding the sword with his own blood. Strangely enough, the blade

immediately stopped twitching and obediently allowed Qingjing Sanren to sheath it.

"Congratulations, elder brother, on subduing this precious sword." Yin Yang Sanren's sharp voice rang out again.

"Hehe, I'll take the sword, but I won't fight you for the person. However, don't absorb all the power; leave

some for me." Qingjing Sanren said as he walked back to his main tent.

"Third brother! Shouldn't second brother go first?" Yin Yang Sanren said, as Wujian Sanren picked up Liu

Xuerou and was about to walk into his tent.

"Second brother, please let me have this once. Besides, you can use something else first." Wujian Sanren

gestured towards Ge Jiyuan with his lips.

"You... didn't you agree?" Ge Jiyuan said in a trembling voice.

"Hehe, how could we let such a good piece of goods go? Don't worry, you'll have a taste.

Don't rush ." Wujian Sanren said.

"This...this is different from what we agreed on." Ge Jiyuan stared wide-eyed, his face deathly pale. Only

now did he realize the foolish thing he had done in his lustful daze.

"I said you could enjoy it, I didn't say we couldn't use it first, did I? Besides, the great beauty Liu has high skill.

For those of us who are proficient in the art of absorbing yin to replenish yang, it can cause our power to surge. Do you think we

would let her go, hahaha." Wujian Sanren laughed, and at the same time darted into his tent.

"Third brother, I said I'd go first." Yin Yang Sanren followed closely behind Wujian Sanren and darted in.

"Second brother, can't you let me have it this time?" Wujian Sanren said helplessly, but he couldn't fall out with Yin Yang Sanren

, after all, he was his second brother and his skill was higher than his own.

"Everyone knows that the first one to absorb yin to replenish yang gains the most power, and it will decrease rapidly afterward. This time,

eldest brother gave it to me, and you still want to compete with me for the first incense offering." Yin Yang Sanren said.

"I...I don't care about her skill level. I...I'll just take a little bit and leave most of it for you,

okay?" Like Ge Jiyuan, Wujian Sanren was mainly captivated by Liu Xuerou's beauty; her skill level

was secondary. Yin Yang Sanren, on the other hand, was the opposite.

"Hmph, how would I know how much you'll absorb? Will you sneak some?" Yin Yang Sanren was still

dissatisfied . He didn't care much about being the first to smell her; Liu Xuerou wasn't a virgin anymore, so taking her wouldn't make much

difference to him.

"Then, then you can just watch from here, okay?" Wujian Sanren gritted his teeth and said helplessly.

"Alright." Yin Yang Sanren thought for a moment; he understood Wujian Sanren's feelings, so he finally gave in.

Wujian Sanren placed Liu Xuerou on the bed, pressed her acupoints again, and then sat by the bed to regulate his breathing

. Half a day later, Wujian Sanren stood up and began to remove Liu Xuerou's outer garments. Liu Xuerou,

her acupoints , was completely immobilized. Seeing Wujian Sanren begin to undress, and with Yin Yang Sanren and Ge Jiyuan

watching, her cheeks flushed with shame. She closed her eyes, secretly trying to circulate her inner energy to

break free of the sealed acupoints.

Wujian Sanren tossed her light white robe into the air, where it slowly descended. Liu Xuerou's fair and delicate

skin was exposed to everyone. Wujian Sanren began stimulating

her skin and acupoints with his inner energy, while his other hand continued to untie her white bodice.

As he untied the tight knots, Wujian Sanren's eyes reddened, and he wanted to mount her.

Liu Xuerou's eyes remained closed, her cheeks flushed, her already beautiful face even more alluring. Wujian Sanren couldn't resist...

Before he could stop, their lips met, he kissed her fair, rosy cheeks, then took her earlobe into his mouth and played with it. Under the gentle caress of Wujian Sanren's hands, red finger marks appeared on Liu Xuerou's

snow-white skin.

After licking and biting her earlobe for a while, Wujian Sanren used his tongue to pry open Liu Xuerou's tightly closed teeth, greedily

sucking the saliva from her mouth, making smacking sounds. Liu Xuerou frowned, enduring Wujian Sanren

's advances, trying to gather her inner energy and continuously stimulate her sealed acupoints. However, Wujian Sanren

's skill was no match for Ge Jiyuan's, and for a short time, there was no sign of loosening his grip.

After Wujian Sanren had his fill of Liu Xuerou's saliva, his lips moved down, licking

the two her breasts. Meanwhile, one hand teased Liu Xuerou's armpit, while the other, in conjunction with his lips, played with the other

breast. When his lips and tongue licked the left breast, his right hand played with the right breast, and his left hand teased the

left armpit; when his lips moved to the right, the reverse was true.

After playing like this for a long time, Wujian Sanren finally couldn't resist and took off his clothes, revealing his

enormous penis, its head already erect and protruding.

His lips and tongue left the two towering breasts and moved downwards, licking and biting back and forth on the flat snowfield.

His right hand continued to stimulate Liu Xuerou's sensitive acupoints and fair skin, while his left hand explored downwards, stopping at a small

patch of pubic hair, gently and lightly caressing it, and then slowly sliding down, searching for the moist crevice.

Wujian Sanren suddenly stopped, his eyes showing an expression of disbelief, then his head slid down, spreading Liu Xuerou

's slender legs, looking at that mysterious private part.

"Not wet...not a drop of wetness..." Wujian Sanren muttered, his words revealing

his shock and horror.

"What!" Yinyang Sanren, standing behind him, exclaimed in disbelief, just like Wujian Sanren.

"How is this possible!" After taking a closer look and confirming, Yinyang Sanren still shouted in disbelief.

"Never mind!" Wujian Sanren couldn't hold back any longer and was about to mount her.

"No, if she's not aroused, she can't reach the peak of orgasm, she won't release her yin essence, and she can't replenish

her yang energy. You know that, right?" Yinyang Sanren said.

"But, Second Brother, I really can't hold back anymore," Wujian Sanren said.

"Maybe she'll be aroused after I penetrate her later," Wujian Sanren continued.

"You wish!" Yinyang Sanren scolded.

"Don't even mention whether she'll be aroused later. Looking at you like this, if you can't hold back and release your yang energy first, forget about

replenishing your yang energy, you might even give it away!" Yinyang Sanren continued.

"I know, but..." Wujian Sanren said dejectedly.

"Hmph, I'll give you another incense stick's time. If you can't win her heart, don't blame me for not letting you have your way."

Yin Yang Sanren finished speaking and returned to his original spot.

************

The strange man, carrying Ouyang Piaoyun, seemed unaffected by the extra person on his shoulders

. He wasn't like an ordinary person, using light-footed skills to leap and run; his movements

could be described as "taking large strides." His strides were enormous, his legs not moving at their fastest, but

judging from the bushes receding on either side, this strange man was indeed fast.

However, no matter how fast the strange man walked, Ren Wanjian remained far behind, hanging on. It seemed he was

locked in a stalemate with the strange man. This strange man was actually quite troubled. His surname wasn't actually Hong; his real name was

Luo Shihong , the same as Ren Wanjian, one of the "Five Demon Envoys" of the Demonic Sect. Their martial arts were similar,

but unlike Ren Wanjian, he wasn't interested in women. Not only that, he also intensely abhorred the act of raping women.

Many members of the Demonic Sect were fond of this practice, including some whose martial arts and status surpassed his, such as Ren Wanjian's master, the Three Wanderers

.

However, this eccentric man was extremely loyal to the Demonic Sect, and the sect's Holy Lord trusted and admired him greatly. Therefore,

although the Twelve Wanderers' martial arts and status were superior to the Five Demon Envoys, no one in the Demonic Sect dared to touch him. However,

not daring to touch him was one thing, but distancing oneself from him was another. Thus, Luo Shihong had practically no friends within the Demonic Sect

. Consequently, the members of the Demonic Sect deliberately reversed his name, calling him Hong Shilu,

which is why Ren Wanjian addressed him as "Brother Hong" earlier.

This time, the Demonic Sect's Holy Lord summoned everyone, and Luo Shihong was currently on his way back to the Holy Mountain. If he were brought back to

the Holy Mountain now, it would be even more difficult to protect Ouyang Piaoyun's innocence. However, Ren Wanjian was relentlessly pursuing him, and he

couldn't . If he released Ouyang Piaoyun now, it would be like sending a lamb to the slaughter. Escorting her back to the righteous sect's academy

wouldn't take enough time for him to make the round trip. After ruling out all possibilities, Luo Shihong could only carry Ouyang

Piaoyun and take it one step at a time.

As the terrain gradually rose, Luo Shihong, carrying Ouyang Piaoyun, entered the area of the Holy Mountain. Ren Wanjian, seeing Luo Shihong enter the Holy Mountain

's territory, gritted his teeth, and vanished without

a trace. After seeing Ren Wanjian disappear, Luo Shihong quickly changed direction and strode off in another direction.

Luo Shihong was heading towards another deep mountain. Why not return directly to the Holy Mountain, or turn

around and leave the Holy Mountain area? Because the members of the Demonic Sect were currently returning to the mountain one by one, and turning back would easily lead to encounters with others.

As for why he didn't return to the Holy Mountain, Luo Shihong guessed that Ren Wanjian had gone ahead to find help, and

there was a high chance he was going to find the Three Wanderers. Luo Shihong didn't know that the Three Wanderers hadn't yet returned to the Demonic Sect Hall on the Holy Mountain.

Luo Shihong deliberately chose to traverse rugged, rocky terrain, leaping up and down between huge rocks, running

like this for over an hour before gradually slowing down and returning to his original speed. By this time, the two had already penetrated

deep into the mountains. As the terrain gradually rose higher, the flowers, grass, and trees became sparser, and a cool breeze blew, causing Luo Shihong to feel a chill enter

his body. He immediately circulated his internal energy to dispel the cold and warm himself. Feeling a slight chill, Luo Shihong suddenly remembered Ouyang Piaoyun

behind him . Luo Shihong took off his outer robe and then threw it behind him, completely wrapping Ouyang Piaoyun in it.

Ouyang Piaoyun was grateful for Luo Shihong's action. Because her acupoints were sealed and her

internal energy was not flowing smoothly, her ability to resist the cold air around her was greatly weakened. She was already

freezing cold, and her teeth were chattering. Luo Shihong immediately put his robe on her, which made Ouyang Piaoyun

much warmer.

As Luo Shihong climbed upwards, he discovered a cave above. With a surge of internal energy

, the two entered the cave in a few leaps. The cave seemed to be naturally formed, with a very small entrance, barely wide enough

for one person to pass through.

Luo Shihong crouched low and walked into the cave. After a few steps, the cave suddenly expanded, revealing

a hidden world within. Carrying Ouyang Piaoyun on his back, Luo Shihong took out a tinderbox, lit it, and continued

exploring deeper into the cave. After walking about ten zhang (approximately 33 meters), the temperature gradually increased, becoming no different from that on flat ground. The two were now high in the mountains,

which should have been extremely cold, yet the texture of the surrounding rocks seemed to insulate against the outside cold

, keeping the cave warm.

Suddenly, a hissing sound came from inside the cave, gradually growing louder and approaching their location. Luo Shihong

knew perfectly well that strange beasts inhabited such places, and the two of them must have become intruders.

These beasts generally had a sense of territory and would usually attack and expel intruders.

Luo Shihong focused his energy, his eyes fixed on the depths of the cave. As the sound drew closer, he recognized the creature and

tensed, letting out a deep breath. First, he saw two enormous heads,

each topped with a golden crown. Four glowing red eyes stared at the two. The massive torso, connected to the heads,

merged after about ten feet, revealing a body so thick it would take two people to encircle it—a two-headed

python .

Luo Shihong set Ouyang Piaoyun down, releasing her pressure points, and drew

an iron rod that always hung at his waist. Ouyang Piaoyun also drew her longsword.

"This is a Golden Serpent. Slowly retreat towards the cave entrance, be careful of the deadly venom it spews from its mouth," Luo

Shihong whispered to Ouyang Piaoyun, shielding her as they slowly retreated.

The Golden Serpent noticed their retreat, opened its mouth wide, and spewed forth a purple mist, attacking them.

"Hold your breath!" Luo Shihong shouted to Ouyang Piaoyun as the venomous mist erupted. The serpent stretched out

its , lunging to bite them.

Luo Shihong shoved Ouyang Piaoyun aside, dodged, and instead of retreating, advanced, passing through the venomous mist to

strike the serpent's head. The serpent tilted its head, its other head snapping at Luo Shihong, who was still in mid-air. Luo Shihong's body

twisted strangely in mid-air, narrowly avoiding the serpent's sharp teeth, his staff striking

the area two zhang below the serpent's head.

As the saying goes, "Strike the snake at its seven-inch mark." Although the python was enormous, its vulnerable spots remained

unchanged . Where Luo Shihong struck, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and both heads hissed violently as the python

recoiled and retreated deeper into the cave. When Luo Shihong landed, he stumbled, clearly having inhaled some of the poisonous mist during the battle

.

The python, being a beast, failed to assess Luo Shihong's condition and didn't seize the opportunity to attack. Instead, it retreated in fear

after . Knowing his chance was fleeting, Luo Shihong gathered his strength, leaped forward

, and struck the other head seven inches below its neck with his iron rod. The python let out a mournful cry, and the other wounded

head coiled around, its jaws snapping at Luo Shihong's waist.

Luo Shihong, now weakened by the poison, was powerless to dodge and was about to close his eyes and await death when a flash of

white light appeared. Ouyang Piaoyun arrived at his side and severed the sluggish snake head.

The giant python, now headless, roared again. Wounded and enraged, it lunged forward with

its remaining head, its jaws agape, determined to kill the two before it.

Ouyang Piaoyun dodged left and right, the python's head relentlessly pursuing. Several times its bites missed, striking

the rocks , sending dust and debris flying. As the surrounding rocks crumbled,

the space for Ouyang Piaoyun to dodge dwindled, the situation growing increasingly perilous.

After several more evasive maneuvers, Ouyang Piaoyun suddenly froze, blocked by a rock. With the python's

jaws closing in again, he was about to be devoured. Just as the python's jaws snapped shut,

a dark figure flashed. It was Luo Shihong, who had finally recovered, thrusting his iron rod into the python's mouth,

piercing through the flesh and emerging from the other end. Meanwhile, Luo Shihong's right arm was also pierced by the python's sharp teeth,

blood splattering everywhere.

The giant python struggled and writhed a few times before its massive body slowly collapsed to the ground, finally dying. Ouyang Piaoyun quickly

checked Luo Shihong's condition and found him unconscious, his face blackened, clearly showing signs of poisoning.

His right arm, still inside the snake's mouth, had begun to turn black and necrotic, with venom surging up the veins on the back of his hand.

Ouyang Piaoyun quickly pressed several acupoints on Luo Shihong's body and placed his hand on

Luo Shihong's expel the snake venom. With the flow of internal energy, Luo Shihong slowly awoke, shook his head, and pointed at

the giant python with his left hand.

"Snake gall..." Luo Shihong uttered these words before fainting again.

Ouyang Piaoyun understood Luo Shihong's meaning immediately. He leaped to the giant python's corpse, slashed

down with his longsword, extracted the snake gall from the python's body, cut open the skin, and fed the bile into Luo Shihong's body. However, Luo Shihong remained

unconscious, and the bile he was given flowed from the corners of his mouth.

After several attempts, Ouyang Piaoyun discovered that Luo Shihong's body was beginning to stiffen, indicating that the poison had entered his body.

After much deliberation, her cheeks flushed, and she struggled internally. After all, Luo Shihong had saved her twice, and in this

critical moment, Ouyang Piaoyun decided to save him. Having made up her mind

, she poured bile into her own mouth before feeding it to Luo Shihong mouth-to-mouth. After several mouthfuls of bile,

the effects of the medicine took hold, and Luo Shihong awoke once more. Upon realizing this, his eyes showed gratitude. Once awake,

Luo Shihong could drink bile on his own, and Ouyang Piaoyun stopped feeding him bile orally.

After drinking the bile, as the poison was eliminated, the black aura around Luo Shihong gradually disappeared, and he was no longer in danger.

After a while, Luo Shihong sat up and began to circulate his qi to regulate his breathing. Ouyang Piaoyun took a deep breath and

began to close her eyes and regulate her breathing. As soon as her internal energy began to circulate, she sensed something was amiss.

A warm current appeared within her meridians, naturally absorbed by her internal energy as she regulated her breathing. With each absorption, her internal strength

increased significantly. As the warm current gradually dissipated, Ouyang Piaoyun felt incredibly comfortable

. Meridians that her internal energy couldn't normally reach opened up. Finally, after absorbing and transforming all the warm current, her internal energy swelled and swelled repeatedly within her.

His internal strength suddenly reached a level he could not even imagine.

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