First wear the Eagle Shooter set, then wear the Tang Dynasty set (61-70).

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"Duan Tiande, Duan Tiande, you are Duan Tiande!" Guo Jing had been excited ever since Yang Liming questioned Lu Chengfeng. Now, upon seeing his father's killer, he pounced on Duan Tiande like a raging lion.

If nothing unexpected happened, this villain, who had shattered all morals, would be torn to shreds in seconds.

Yang Liming quickly grabbed him by the back of his collar and pulled him back. Although Yang Liming considered Duan Tiande, this major traitor, one of the three people he hated most while reading *The Legend of the Condor Heroes*, now was not the time to kill him. The other two were Wanyan Honglie and Ouyang Ke. One was hypocritical and shameless, the other a lecherous thief who raped women everywhere, and yet he was so handsome. No man liked him.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Guo Jing struggled, his face flushed, but he couldn't move an inch. "You silly boy, you should at least ask before you act, right?" Seeing Guo Jing gradually calm down, Yang Liming released him and turned to Duan Tiande. "Do you remember what you did in Niujia Village eighteen years ago?"

Duan Tiande knew he had encountered an enemy from Guo Jing's reaction upon hearing his name. He stood anxiously to the side, trying to recall when he had offended them, hoping to exonerate himself. However, he had committed too many misdeeds to remember, and couldn't recall anything for a long time. It wasn't

until Yang Liming mentioned Niujia Village that he suddenly remembered. Eighteen years ago, he had been involved in the massacre of an entire family.

"It wasn't me, it wasn't me! The incident in Niujia Village was ordered by Prince Zhao, Wanyan Honglie. It had nothing to do with me!" Duan Tiande almost cried.

"Prince Zhao, Wanyan Honglie, so he's my real enemy. But you're no better." Guo Jing was about to attack again. Yang Liming pulled him back again, saying, "Second brother, if you kill him now, who will your Uncle Yang avenge? Break his limbs, take him to the Quanzhen Sect and teach him to Uncle Yang, then you can take revenge together. Wouldn't that be better? Also, explain the matter of Wanyan Honglie to your Uncle Yang so he knows who his real enemy is."

Guo Jing thought this made sense. He stepped forward and broke Duan Tiande's limbs. Ignoring his cries of pain, there was no trace of his usual kind heart. His ruthlessness was like that of a murderous demon, showing his hatred for his father's killer. He had already met Yang Tiexin at the Quanzhen Sect when he parted ways with Yang Liming. The reunion of the two uncles almost made Yang Tiexin die of excitement. If he hadn't known that his daughter and Yang Liming were deeply in love, and that Yang Liming was a handsome young man he greatly admired, he probably would have insisted on Guo Jing as his son-in-law, just like in the original story. Watching Guo Jing carry Duan Tiande away, Yang Liming felt a surge of secret satisfaction. Since finding his wife, Yang Tiexin had gradually regained the fierce spirit of his youth; Duan Tiande would suffer terribly in his hands. He had, in a way, helped his father-in-law. Moreover, he believed that after this incident, Guo Jing would be even more devoted to him as his elder brother.

" My two junior brothers, I should also be leaving now. Thank you, Junior Brother Yang, for pleading with Master on my behalf." Seeing the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan depart, Mei Chaofeng, disregarding her internal injuries and Lu Chengfeng's attempts to persuade her to stay, used her lightness skill to leap out the door. However, Yang Liming's words caused her to plummet from mid-air with a "thud." "Sister Mei, your eyesight can be cured, please don't have any suicidal thoughts." "Junior brother, don't tease me! I've been blind for so many years, don't I know myself?" Without waiting for Yang Liming to say anything more, she vanished. "Tch, I knew you wouldn't believe me. This great hero has Little White, the time-traveling device. Even if it can't cure you now, once I enter the cultivation world, am I afraid I won't find a way? Anyway, Little White has the ability to adjust the time difference between different worlds, so I'm not afraid you'll die of old age." Yang Liming said confidently. Five days later, Yang Liming, humming a modern tune, headed towards Zhoushan on the East China Sea. Although it was still early, ever since he heard that Ouyang Feng and Ouyang Ke would also be going to Peach Blossom Island, Yang Liming couldn't wait to get there as soon as possible. The earlier, the better, right? "Rong'er, your brother is here! We'll see each other again soon. This time, I'll definitely take advantage of you. Hehehe..." After silently thinking this, Yang Liming spent another five days reaching the shore of Zhoushan. He set his sights on his destination—Peach Blossom Island. He had searched for many boatmen on the shore, but not a single one was willing to take him there. Only now did he realize that the people of this coastal area feared Peach Blossom Island like the plague, and dared not approach within forty miles of the island. As long as he mentioned the name of Peach Blossom Island, no matter how much money was offered, no one would take him there. He cursed Huang Yaoshi's character in his heart, saying that he couldn't even find a boat now. "Grandma, no one's taking me, I'll sail myself. Who wants to ride in your old-fashioned wrecked boats!" He glanced at his watch. "Little Bai, conjure up a yacht for your dad... oh... right, make it flashy, big, and cool. As long as it's not too outrageous. I want to scare Huang Yaoshi to death, embarrass Ouyang Feng and Ouyang Ke to death, and make Rong'er swoon." A moment later, a flash of white light appeared, and a luxurious white ship, 20 meters wide and 50 meters long, covered in iron sheets, appeared on the sea near the shore. All the boatmen on the shore gasped in surprise upon seeing this suddenly appearing vessel. Comparing it to their own dilapidated boats, they almost couldn't resist dismantling their own crumbling wooden vessels. "Heavens!" "How did he suddenly appear? This must be something a god would use!" Yang Liming ignored the shouting crowd. He glanced at the 2 million energy points lost on Xiaobai's screen with a pained expression. With a powerful leap, he soared high into the air like a shooting star, landing on the deck. This large ship was a product of the Atlantis civilization. Although it was only the most basic type, it was still far superior to most modern ships. One of its features was its fully automated operating system, which was specifically designed for a novice like Yang Liming who had absolutely no experience sailing. After his obedient son, Xiaobai, gave the ship's basic intelligent system the command to move forward, he leisurely sat down to enjoy the sea view. The ship was also equipped with many essential travel items, so there was no need to worry about missing anything. It wasn't until Yang Liming sailed away that the crowd on the shore reacted. They all knelt on the ground, exclaiming, "God!" "Ah, a celestial being!" The scene of Yang Liming leaping onto the deck with his light-footed skill just now truly looked almost like he had flown. It's said that this appearance of a celestial being later alarmed countless people in Zhoushan. As a result, many people now wait here every day for the celestial being to appear. Near a small island in the East China Sea, an extremely luxurious ship was slowly sailing. On that ship was only a handsome young man dressed in white scholar's robes. (He had entered the Innate Stage and was even more handsome than before, mainly due to his demeanor.) As the ship approached the island, Yang Liming could already smell the fragrant flowers carried on the sea breeze. Looking into the distance, Peach Blossom Island was lush and verdant, a riot of green, red, yellow, purple, and white flowers, a truly captivating sight. Thinking of his upcoming meeting with Huang Rong, Yang Liming was excited and commanded the ship's intelligent system. After stopping at the shore, Yang Liming shouted and jumped aboard. "Rong'er, I'm here!" His voice carried far and wide with his inner force, lingering for a long time. "Rong'er, I'm here." The voice carried far by the internal force, lingering for a long time. " What are you yelling about? You arrived quickly, kid. Let's get through the peach blossom forest first. Taking my daughter won't be so easy. How can I be worthy of Rong'er's status if I don't make you suffer a little?" Huang Yaoshi immediately replied as soon as Yang Liming finished speaking. Both possessed extraordinary internal strength, and although the distance between them was still considerable, it didn't affect their conversation.

"Old Huang, you're marrying off your daughter? Won't you invite me, the Old Urchin, for a celebratory drink?" Huang Yaoshi's words had barely finished when a shout echoed from the peach blossom grove. Just from the voice, one could tell the owner's skill was comparable to Yang Liming and Huang Yaoshi, already a master of the Innate Realm.

"Ah, I'm so angry! Old Huang, you're ignoring me again. I was going to scold you, but considering your sudden generosity these past two days, giving me good wine and food, I, the Old Urchin, will let you off this

time!" As expected of the Old Urchin, Yang Liming thought with delight. This old man possessed many unique skills; he was determined to learn them. In a duel between martial arts masters, the primary factor was the level of skill. However, when opponents were at the same level, the deciding factor became the quantity and quality of their martial arts skills. Of course, special abilities like Yang Liming's Asura Demon Eye were also taken into account.

"Hey kid outside the peach blossom grove, come in quickly! The Old Mischievous Boy is inside. Hahaha!"

the Old Mischievous Boy inside called out again, seemingly delighted that Yang Liming was coming in.

Yang Liming didn't need him calling him. He told Xiaobai, "Don't help me, I'll try to navigate the peach blossom grove myself." Then he stepped into the maze of the peach blossom grove. But after wandering around for a while, he couldn't find a way out, let alone where the Old Mischievous Boy was.

A good idea popped into his head. He gathered his strength in his throat and shouted, "Old Mischievous Boy, I can't find you! Call out a few times so I know where you are!" The Old Mischievous Boy immediately started babbling incoherently. Yang Liming followed the sound towards him. But after walking for a while, he realized he was getting further and further away from the sound. Unwilling to give up, he tried to get closer, but the distance quickly receded again. Yang Liming finally realized he was still stuck in the same place.

Now Yang Liming was helpless. The old rascal over there seemed to have tired too, and fell silent.

"Father-in-law, you're not trying to starve me to death, are you?" Yang Liming now realized that as a novice who didn't even understand the basics of Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, or these formations, he had absolutely no chance of escaping the peach blossom forest created by Huang Yaoshi, a master of formations. "Hahahaha, kid, who told you to be so clever? Do you think my formations are so easy to break? You might as well starve to death if you can't get out." "

Damn it!" Hearing Huang Yaoshi's shameless words, Yang Liming was also enraged. "Old Master Huang, if you don't let me out, I'll cut down all your peach trees!" Huang Yaoshi didn't even acknowledge him. Instead, the Old Rascal shouted, "Little brother, save your energy. If cutting down trees was useful, I, the Old Rascal, would have left long ago. I used to cut down trees for fun when I was bored. But I don't know what kind of evil magic Huang Yaoshi used here; the trees just won't stop. I think this is better: let's have a competition to see who shouts the loudest. That way we can pass the time. Hahaha! I'm so clever; I've come up with another fun thing to do." He then started yelling to himself.

"Shut up! Who wants to play this idiotic game with you?" Yang Liming roared.

But the Old Rascal continued yelling. Yang Liming simply ignored him and sat down on the ground.

Sure enough, seeing that Yang Liming wasn't cooperating, the Old Rascal got bored. After a while, he shouted, "This isn't fun; nobody's playing with me." Then he stopped yelling.

"Little White, what should we do?" "I can't do it myself. Same old rules. Help Xiaobai." "Dad, you're finally asking me,"

Xiaobai said. "Nonsense," Yang Liming said. "Actually, getting out of this peach blossom forest is easy. Dad, walk around a bit first." Yang Liming walked around as Xiaobai instructed. He knew Xiaobai was analyzing the surrounding geography to get a rough idea of the formation. Xiaobai was not only a time traveler, but also a supercomputer. In fact, calling it a computer was no longer appropriate. "Light brain" or "intelligent brain," Yang Liming didn't know. He only knew that when the Atlantis civilization created Xiaobai, besides the names "Main God" and "Plane Super Artifact," there was also a name called "Atlantis Brain."

In just a few minutes, Xiaobai roughly understood the formation. "Dad, just follow my instructions."

"Wait, take me to Old Man's place first," Yang Liming said to Xiaobai.

"Old Man, just call out now, and I can find you." "However, the old rascal seemed to be sulking with Yang Liming and wouldn't squeak.

Yang Liming's forehead formed a deep frown: 'Old rascal, I have a fun game. If you want to play, just squeak!'

'Squeak!' The old rascal, unable to resist the temptation, actually squeaked. Yang Liming almost burst out laughing.

With Little White pointing the way, Yang Liming followed the sound and soon appeared outside a mountain wall. The old rascal was standing expectantly at the entrance of a cave on the mountain wall.

When Yang Liming saw him for the first time, he was startled. The old rascal had a full head of long hair that reached the ground, long eyebrows and a long beard, which covered his nose and mouth. At this moment, the setting sun shone through the flowering trees, casting shadows on his face. His hair was gray, not completely white, but it looked like wild fuzz that hadn't been shaved for many years, which was quite frightening. 'Damn, this isn't a savage! Even savages are much better looking than him!'"

The old rascal was gazing out of the cave when a young man in blue suddenly appeared. He was overjoyed; in all his years there, this was the first time he'd seen someone from outside Peach Blossom Island. And this young man looked far more amusing than the deaf and mute people of Peach Blossom Island. The

old rascal made a face and jumped out at him. "Ah, young brother, finally someone's come to amuse me! Those deaf and mute people on Peach Blossom Island wouldn't even acknowledge me. Great! Ahahahahaha!" He then put his hands on his hips and burst into laughter, looking as if he'd suddenly found a five-million-dollar lottery ticket.

"By the way, by the way, young brother, who are you? How did you come to Peach Blossom Island? Oh! I know, you're here to see Huang Yaoshi's precious daughter. Definitely not to see that ice block Huang Yaoshi. I'm so clever." "And you said you had some fun games, where are they? Bring them out quickly..." Watching the Old Urchin jump around him, chattering incessantly, his expression utterly comical, like a child playing around, Yang Liming suddenly felt his mood improve.

Although he knew the Old Urchin was nominally his uncle, the new leader of the Quanzhen Sect, he also knew the Old Urchin didn't care about seniority and couldn't be treated with conventional respect.

He sat down on the ground and said, "You're the Old Urchin Zhou Botong, the ancestor of the Quanzhen Sect, and the junior brother of Wang Chongyang, the number one martial artist in the world?"

"Haha... Yes, yes, my name is Old Urchin Zhou Botong. Now you know me, tell me your name! Otherwise, how are we supposed to play later?" The Old Urchin's expression was peculiar, a mixture of annoyance and amusement, as he repeatedly urged Yang Liming.

"My name is Yang Liming. But if you say you're the Old Urchin, then you are. I've heard the Old Urchin's martial arts are very high; I want to fight you." Yang Liming, seeing this future number one martial arts master, began to itch with excitement. He couldn't fight Huang Yaoshi, and Ouyang Feng would fight to the death. Since entering the Innate Stage, he hadn't sparred with a master of the same level.

"Good, good, let's fight, let's fight! The Old Urchin loves fighting the most!" The Old Urchin was overjoyed. Ask any Condor Heroes fan, and you'll know what the Old Urchin loved most. "Playing." Besides playing? "Fighting." The Old Urchin didn't even wait for Yang Liming's reply before attacking.
Good, good, let's fight, let's fight! The Old Urchin loved fighting the most! The Old Urchin didn't even wait for Yang Liming's reply before attacking.

Seeing him attack, Yang Liming, without saying a word, countered with the "Regretful Dragon" move from the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.

"Wow!" The Old Urchin shouted after blocking Yang Liming's palm strike, jumping aside. He exclaimed, "Young brother, how do you know the old beggar's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms? Are you his disciple?" "How could I be his disciple? Enough nonsense, let's fight first! You'll be more and more surprised as the fight goes on." He had

barely finished speaking when he leaped from the ground, unleashing a move from Wang Chongyang's Innate Skill, "Gathering Yang and Opening Fire," aimed directly at the Old Urchin's chest. The unique internal energy of the Innate Skill surged forth. "Ah! It's the Innate Skill. How do you know my senior brother's martial arts?" The Old Urchin, who had initially been skeptical after Yang Liming said he would be more and more surprised as the fight progressed, was now utterly astonished. "Hehe, I already said we'll talk after the fight."

The Old Urchin was obsessed with martial arts. For over a decade on Peach Blossom Island, no one had ever exchanged a single blow with him. Now, seeing that Yang Liming's internal energy was in no way inferior to his own... Hearing this, he temporarily set aside his concerns about Yang Liming's martial arts. Excited at the prospect, he quickly unleashed a powerful punch to meet Yang Liming's single palm strike.

Their exchange was a masterful display of power, sometimes fierce, sometimes subtle, making it impossible to defend against. Yang Liming's long beard and hair flew wildly, yet his moves were both illusory and real. Even the occasional direct impact caused the ground to crack. The surrounding peach trees were felled one by one by their combined assault.

Yang Liming used the Heart-Shattering Palm from the Nine Yin Manual, the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, and even the Dugu Nine Swords, wielding his hand as a sword. The Old Urchin exclaimed in amazement.

Perhaps because he hadn't had a fight in a long time, the Old Urchin unleashed all his skills. While not as refined as Yang Liming's techniques, he was far more proficient. For a time, the two were evenly matched.

Unfortunately, the Old Urchin at this time didn't know the trick of "dual-handed combat," the technique of splitting one into two, nor had he mastered the Nine Yin Manual; otherwise, Yang Liming might not have been able to withstand it.

Excitement flashed in their eyes, and their fight grew increasingly fierce, like dry tinder colliding with a raging fire. They forcefully blew down a cluster of peach trees around them.

Just then, a soft flute melody drifted from afar. Upon hearing the flute, the Old Urchin's expression changed. He quickly pulled his hands behind his back and shouted, "Stop fighting! Stop fighting! Huang Yaoshi is up to his old tricks again! Quickly sit down and circulate your internal energy to defend yourself!" Yang Liming was startled and immediately stopped his attack. He stopped abruptly without warning; if Yang Liming hadn't already mastered the art of controlling his internal energy, he probably would have been unable to hold back and had him killed on the spot.

Upon hearing the flute melody, Yang Liming knew it must be Huang Yaoshi's "Azure Sea Tide Melody," a piece that was not easy to deal with. " It's best to be careful.

" Huang Yaoshi's voice drifted from afar. "You want to tear down my Peach Blossom Island? I, Huang Yaoshi, will play with you then." His words

had barely faded when the flute music suddenly rose in pitch. A moment later, the melody shifted, becoming a soft laugh, a whispered lament, alluring and captivating, stirring the heart. After a while, the flute music quickened, as if urging one to dance, its emotion elusive, lingering and melodious, like a woman sighing, moaning, and then softly calling out. Yang Liming was a lecherous little devil. And because he had practiced the Innate Skill, his sexual desire had become even stronger than before. Since separating from Xiao Zhao, he hadn't had any release. Hearing this, he became somewhat unsettled, his veins throbbing, almost wanting to rise and dance. His mind was filled with images of lovemaking with his several women. From Huang Rong to that unruly girl Tao Wanying, and then to Lin Yiyi, whom he secretly loved in modern times, and even Han Xiaoying appeared—they all seemed to be circling around him, tempting him.

Yang Liming shook his head vigorously, looking back at the Old Urchin, who wasn't much better off. He was now panting heavily, his breathing painful, desperately trying to resist the temptation of the flute.

Although the Old Urchin was simple-minded, some aspects of a man's character are unrelated to personality (unless he's frigid and impotent). Otherwise, he wouldn't have had a child with Ying Gu.

Yang Liming thought to himself, this passive approach couldn't continue. He could see the Old Urchin wouldn't last long, and he himself was going crazy.

A bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes, and a terrifying killing intent poured out from his body. "Asura Demon Eye" activated.

After activating the Asura Demon Eye, all of Yang Liming's emotions slowly faded away. The unhealthy thoughts that had filled his mind gradually disappeared.

Feeling that he wouldn't be in any trouble even if he didn't use his internal energy to defend himself, Yang Liming opened his mouth and let out a long roar, gathering all his internal energy into the sound. Waves of sound, like the roars of dragons and lions, clashed with Huang Yaoshi's flute music. The two sonic attacks intertwined.

Amidst this earth-shattering noise, the Old Urchin also regained his senses. Another long roar soared into the sky, aimed at Huang Yaoshi's "Azure Sea Tide Melody."

The three sounds lingered in the air for a long time. Huang Yaoshi's skill was temporarily slightly higher than either of the two. Furthermore, thanks to the exquisite nature of the "Azure Sea Tide Melody," although he was fighting two opponents, he wasn't at a significant disadvantage for the time being.

However, Huang Yaoshi was an extremely proud man. Seeing that he couldn't gain the upper hand after a prolonged attack and was even showing signs of being suppressed by his opponents... Impatient, he snorted coldly, the flute music abruptly ceasing, and he angrily said, "You two are quite well-coordinated." After that, not a sound came. It seemed he didn't intend to pay them any more attention.

"Hahahaha, Old Huang Xie has escaped. Now you know how powerful he is, right? You could only bully me, Old Urchin, one at most, but now you've lost to two of us! Hehehehehe!" Old Urchin jumped and looked into the distance, as if he had won a great victory. Unfortunately, the only response was silence.

Seeing that no one paid him any attention, Old Urchin panted and walked back into the cave, looking quite disheveled. He grumbled to Yang Liming, "Old rascal, I'm exhausted. I want to sleep. Kid, go away and don't disturb my sweet dreams."

Yang Liming found his sudden change of heart amusing and said, "Haha... Alright, you rest slowly. I'm tired too, I should go to sleep."

He knew that the three of them had been fighting for so long and were exhausted. He himself was also a little sleepy and needed to rest. He believed that Huang Yaoshi was probably already asleep. After all, fighting two against one would only be more tiring than the two of them.

He went back into the Old rascal's cave, found a place to sit down, and with his current martial arts skills, he could sleep even sitting down. Moreover, he wouldn't feel any discomfort the next day.
Early the next morning, Yang Liming was half asleep, half awake, when suddenly a loud shout rang in his ears. "Whoa!" Yang Liming's nerves trembled reflexively, and his hand instinctively struck the source of the sound that had startled him.

"Ouch." "Old Urchin shouted and jumped aside. He called out, "Little brother, don't hit me, Old Urchin was just playing with you. Hehehe, were you startled just now?"

"Old Urchin, it's very immoral of you to disturb someone's sleep like that. What's the matter?"

Old Urchin circled him several times, then suddenly winked and said, "Little brother, how come you know so many powerful martial arts? You even know my senior brother's Innate Skill? Old Urchin thought for a long time and finally thought, you're not a thief, are you? You specialize in stealing other people's martial arts? Hehe, funny, why didn't Old Urchin think of stealing martial arts?"

"Old Urchin, you can't talk nonsense, be careful I'll slander you. My martial arts are..." Then Yang Liming talked about how he learned the Innate Skill and the relationship between the Quanzhen Sect and Wang Chongyang. Finally, he added, "Don't expect me to call you Uncle-Master. If Qiu Chuji and Ma Yu hadn't insisted that I become the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, I wouldn't have done it." “

I understand. I, Old Rascal, also hate all that stuff about seniority and such. I get annoyed just looking at those kids like Ma Yu,” Old Rascal agreed.

Suddenly, he grinned lecherously at Yang Liming and said, "Little brother, you have so many powerful martial arts skills, and you even know my senior brother's Innate Skill. Every one of them is better than my Empty Fist. Please teach me all of them, okay? I don't know why, but my senior brother just wouldn't teach me the Innate Skill before. I'll just become your disciple if necessary."

Yang Liming shoved the old man's face, which was almost touching his chin, away. What a joke! Teaching the Innate Skill? These days, Yang Liming had come to understand the Innate Skill. It was a martial art with very strong Yang energy. After practicing it, the excess Yang energy in the body would lead to a strong libido and a desire for women to release sexual tension. This had made Yang Liming's self-control far weaker than before. Yang Liming often thought that this was probably one of the reasons why Wang Chongyang didn't teach the Innate Skill to the old man and the Seven Masters of Quanzhen. He even thought that Wang Chongyang's own becoming a Taoist priest might have been because of his strong desires. It made him, a defender of the Tao, feel that he had become evil. That's why he practiced the Taoist principles of tranquility and non-action. Or perhaps he couldn't control himself and did something wrong to a woman, and becoming a monk to repent is also possible. (I wonder if Wang Chongyang would come back from the underworld and slap him to death if he knew his thoughts; I seriously doubt it.)

"Old rascal, Master Wang Chongyang said he can't teach you the Innate Skill. So I won't teach you. You can learn the Nine Yin Manual if you want."

Upon hearing this, the Old Rascal shook his head repeatedly and said sadly, "I really want to learn the Nine Yin Manual, but my senior brother won't let me. I can't disobey my senior brother. Waaah..." He then started wailing on the ground.

"Hahaha, what's wrong with learning it? I'm a Quanzhen disciple now, and I still learned it." Yang Liming said.

"It's fine if you learn it. Since your senior brother even let you learn the Innate Skill, he should let you learn the Nine Yin Manual too." The Old Rascal said, thinking himself clever. What kind of logic is this? Yang Liming was sweating profusely!

"Hehe, I have a method that will make you the best in the world even without learning the Nine Yin Manual. Do you want to know?" Yang Liming thought for a moment and said to the Old Urchin.

Upon hearing this, the Old Urchin immediately stopped fooling around, his eyes shining, and he eagerly said, "I want to know, little brother, tell me quickly." After saying that, he stood aside like an obedient child, listening intently to what was to come.

"But after I tell you, you have to teach me all your martial arts." "Okay, okay," the Old Urchin nodded without hesitation.

"Do you know a method of fighting with your left and right hands?" Yang Liming asked. "Ah! How did you know?" the Old Urchin exclaimed. He looked as if he had seen a god.

"What do you care how I know? Do you even know it?"

The Old Urchin didn't care how he knew anymore, he didn't care anyway. With his head held high and proud, he said, "Yes. I lived on Peach Blossom Island for fifteen years. I was always bored and had no one to fight with, so I just let my left and right hands fight each other to pass the time."

Yang Liming breathed a sigh of relief; finally, they were getting to the point. He knew that if someone asked, "And then?" while the Old Urchin was speaking, he would be even more enthusiastic. So he cooperated and asked, "Fighting with your left and right hands? How do you do that? Show me."

The Old Urchin laughed and said, "Alright, alright, I'll pretend my right hand is Huang Yaoshi and my left hand is the Old Urchin. My right hand strikes, and my left hand parries and throws a punch back. That's how we fight." He then proceeded to use both hands, attacking and defending fiercely.

Yang Liming was dizzy watching; he couldn't understand how the Old Urchin was doing it and knew he didn't seem to have the talent for ambidextrous fighting. Yang Liming said, "Old rascal, your fist techniques are completely different for each hand. Isn't it like two people are each making their own moves? If you use this technique in a fight, it's like two against one. This technique is incredibly useful. Although it doesn't double your internal energy, it gives you a huge advantage in terms of moves."

The Old rascal, having created the Empty Fist, naturally had a master-level understanding of martial arts. He had previously only considered his ambidextrous fighting style as entertainment. Now, reminded by Yang Liming using Guo Jing's words from the original story, he suddenly understood and stopped fighting. He jumped high into the air, sometimes crying, sometimes laughing. "Hahahaha, my martial arts are the best in the world! My martial arts are the best in the world!"

Yang Liming saw him acting crazy for a long time, showing no signs of stopping. Pulling at him, Yang Liming said, "Old rascal, have you had enough? I've already told you the method, so quickly teach me all your martial arts. Are you trying to cheat?"

"Who said that? Who said that? Old rascal is already the best in the world, how could I cheat!" Upon hearing Yang Liming's words, Old rascal immediately straightened his back, glared at him, and declared, "Don't slander me, I'm the best in the world!

" Uh… Yang Liming actually wanted to say, "Being the best in the world and being able to cheat seem to have nothing to do with each other, right?" But seeing his smug look, he couldn't bear to discourage him.

For the next three days, Yang Liming studied Old rascal's martial arts. The happiest thing for him during these three days was that he discovered he could learn ambidextrous fighting. Once, out of boredom, Yang Liming tried drawing a circle with his left hand and a square with his right. Needless to say, he failed. The old rascal beside him laughed loudly, "Kid, you're really stupid. I can draw it in one go. You're definitely dumber than me. Wahahahaha!" Yang Liming was annoyed by his words. "You bastard, it's clearly because I'm too smart that I can't learn it, okay?"

But Yang Liming had a stubborn streak; he would try even if he couldn't do it. Unless he hit a wall. After thinking for a while, he actually came up with a solution. The reason why the Little Dragon Girl in later generations could learn was because she couldn't think straight. His Asura Demon Eye could hypnotize himself; he could just hypnotize himself into an ice block. In the end, he actually succeeded. After activating his Asura Demon Eye, he could control all his emotions.

When he first drew a square and a circle in front of the old rascal, the old rascal exclaimed, "So even fools can become smart." As a result, Yang Liming left a shoe print on his butt.

That day, Yang Liming was having fun playing with himself when the old rascal came running over. "Young Yang, the Old Rascal has come up with a really fun game, let's go play!" Yang Liming was practicing his Ambidextrous Fighting Technique when the Old Rascal kept urging him on. The Old Rascal's constant jumping around him made it impossible for him to concentrate. He waved his hand and said, "Go away, can't you see I'm busy?"

The Old Rascal, seeing that Yang Zhuyu wouldn't play with him, was pouting and very unhappy. Suddenly, he looked behind Yang Liming, his eyes lit up, and he ran to the cave entrance, saying, "Little Rong'er, what brings you here? Are you here to play with me, the Old Rascal?... Wow! What's that good thing you're holding?...
The Old Rascal, seeing that Yang Zhuyu wouldn't play with him, was pouting and very unhappy. Suddenly, he looked behind Yang Liming, his eyes lit up, and he ran to the cave entrance, saying, "Little Rong'er, what brings you here? Are you here to play with me, the Old Rascal?... Wow! What's that good thing you're holding? Give it to me, give it to me."

"Rong'er! What brings you here?" Yang Liming turned around immediately upon hearing the voice. He saw her standing prettily at the cave entrance, carrying a large box. He could tell from a sniff that the box contained some food and wine.

"Old rascal, don't move!" Huang Rong slapped away the old rascal's hand reaching for the large food box. Then she put down the box and happily went to Yang Liming's side. "Hmph, why am I here? It's because someone's been on the island for so long and hasn't come to see me." Huang Rong tilted her head and said indignantly. She didn't even consider that Yang Liming might not have come to see her because he couldn't leave the peach blossom forest. She just wanted to be a little temperamental and act coquettish with Yang Liming.

“It’s not that I didn’t want to see you, it’s just that I was afraid your father would make things difficult for me. Otherwise, how could a small peach blossom grove possibly contain your wise and mighty brother Ming?” Yang Liming hugged Huang Rong and said with a grin. Huang Rong blinked and leaned against him, saying, “Brother Ming, don’t blame my father. He’s just stubborn and soft-hearted. He only kept you outside the peach blossom grove because he’s too proud. Look! That’s why I brought you some vegetables.”

“Your father sent you to bring us vegetables? Didn’t you sneak out?” Yang Liming asked suspiciously. He had always thought Huang Rong had run away again.

“Hehe, Father was supposed to have the mute servant deliver the food and wine, but I sent him away halfway. But I think Father knows that, but he just turns a blind eye,” Huang Rong said.

"Brother, you came to Peach Blossom Island just for this girl? Let me tell you, you'd better not marry her. If you marry a wife, you won't be able to practice many good skills. There are many things you can't do. That would be such a pity. This girl is clinging to you; you'd better get rid of her quickly. Yesterday I heard you say you have a grudge against that old poisoner's son, right? Why don't you just marry this girl to that old poisoner's son? That way his whole family will be finished. Hahahaha..."

The old rascal, who had already opened the lunchbox Huang Rong had brought, grabbed a steamed bun and started eating while telling Yang Liming about the disadvantages of marrying a woman. He even gave Yang Liming a "good suggestion" for revenge.

But this time, he had really messed things up. Yang Liming knew his personality and just laughed. Meanwhile, Huang Rong's little eyebrows were furrowed into a deep frown.

"Old rascal! You're not allowed to eat anymore. I'm never bringing you any more good food again!" Huang Rong snatched the large lunchbox, even taking the steamed bun from the old rascal's hand. She glared at him angrily.

"Oh, Rong'er, I was wrong! Please give me the food and wine. This old rascal is drooling!" The old rascal jumped around Huang Rong.

"Hahaha, Rong'er, the scenery on Peach Blossom Island is quite nice. I've been here for several days and haven't had a chance to appreciate it. Give the lunchbox to the old rascal. He's always been outspoken, so don't take him too seriously. Show me around while we have time," Yang Liming laughed and took Rong'er's hand. He wanted to enjoy some time alone with Rong'er and didn't want the old rascal as a third wheel. It was better to let him eat here slowly, lest he bring the food with him.

Huang Rong had come to meet Yang Liming anyway. Hearing him say this, she ignored the old rascal's crazy talk, smiled, and replied, "Okay!" Then she took Yang Liming's arm and walked outside.

Seeing the two about to leave, the old rascal was about to follow.

But Yang Liming suddenly turned around, a sly smile on his face, and said, "Old rascal, if you want to hear the story of 'Four Looms, Mandarin Ducks Weaving a Pair for Flying Together,' then just follow me and Rong'er."

"Ah! Don't tell me, don't tell me! How did you know?" The old rascal jumped away as if he'd seen a ghost, his face filled with dread.

"Hahaha, who told that guy to talk in his sleep?" Yang Liming walked away triumphantly, leaving the old rascal with a look of regret. (Regarding the sleep-talking incident)

Yang Liming and Huang Rong enjoyed a sweet stroll on Peach Blossom Island. Huang Rong skipped and hopped ahead, singing a tune, while Yang Liming followed behind, listening contentedly. A harmonious and beautiful atmosphere of love filled the air. Reaching a beach, Yang Liming embraced Huang Rong from behind. He said, "Rong'er, I have something good for you. How about it as a betrothal gift?"

Huang Rong blushed and lightly punched his chest with her little fist, saying, "Who wants your betrothal gift? I never said I'd marry you now. Nonsense, I hate you!"

A woman saying "I hate you" means she likes him; this principle couldn't be simpler. Yang Liming took her little fist and kissed her cheek. He smiled and said, "If you don't want it, I'll give it to someone else."

"You dare! Give it to me!" Huang Rong bit her lip and glared at him.

Yang Liming had expected her to say that. He reached into his robes and pulled out a small brocade box. Opening the lid, he saw a small, round ball, slightly smaller than a pigeon egg, on a piece of brocade inside. It was dark in color and unremarkable, yet it emitted a medicinal fragrance.

"Ah! Where did you get this? This is...?" Huang Rong knew from its appearance that what Yang Liming held was definitely not an ordinary thing. She was very shocked. Covering her mouth, she said,

"This is a Great Rejuvenation Pill! It can increase your power. Eat it now. I'll protect you." Yang Liming said.

"What! A Great Rejuvenation Pill!" Huang Rong was the daughter of the Eastern Heretic, so she was naturally knowledgeable and knew very well how precious the Great Rejuvenation Pill was. "No, no, I don't want it. You eat it yourself."

Yang Liming tapped her head. "I've already eaten it. The Great Rejuvenation Pill only works once for each person. It's useless the second time."

Huang Rong didn't doubt his words. Most elixirs only benefit the body once. Eating it again would only make one feel refreshed and invigorated, but it wouldn't be of much use. Yang Liming, from the modern era, naturally understood that this was because the body would develop antibodies.

Hearing that he had already used it, Huang Rong took the Great Rejuvenation Pill and swallowed it. She sat down to digest the medicinal effects. Yang Liming also placed his hands on her back and circulated his internal energy to help her. The Great Rejuvenation Pill was indeed a miraculous medicine, and its effects on the first person to take it were surprisingly good. An hour later, Huang Rong slowly opened her eyes. Feeling the surging power within her, her eyes shone with inexplicable joy. She hugged Yang Liming and kissed him on the cheek.

"Hehe, Rong'er, you're awake. How was it? Did you gain much?" Yang Liming asked Huang Rong while still holding her close.

"Hmm, now even compared to Senior Sister Mei Chaofeng, I wouldn't lose to her," Huang Rong replied with a smile, waving her little fist.

"Hehe, Yang Liming is very happy to see Huang Rong like this. He used to only think about protecting his women, but forgot to improve their strength. This is a huge mistake. When we return to the Ancient Tomb, I must give each of my women a Great Rejuvenation Pill."

Five days later, one morning, Yang Liming and Huang Rong were chatting by the sea. These past few days, Huang Rong had been coming out to meet Yang Liming every day. Although Huang Yaoshi knew, he didn't say anything. Or perhaps, as Huang Rong said, he turned a blind eye.

Yang Liming, who was taking advantage of his sister Rong'er, suddenly had his ears twitch. He heard a hissing sound like a snake's call from the distance on the sea. He immediately became alert. He had been very sensitive to this kind of sound ever since he became enemies with Ouyang Feng. He turned around and looked out to sea, and sure enough, he saw a large ship sailing towards them.

"Rong'er, those two idiots, Ouyang Ke and Ouyang Feng, are here."

"What? They're already here? Brother Ming, you must teach them a lesson!" Huang Rong had already learned from her father that Ouyang Ke, the son of the Western Poison Master, would also be proposing marriage. This was precisely why her father had delayed seeing Yang Liming accept his proposal. He wanted to choose the better husband for himself between Ouyang Ke and Yang Liming. Huang Rong was helpless but indifferent; in her opinion, if Ouyang Ke dared to come, he would be asking for trouble. She had complete faith in her brother, Yang Liming.

In fact, not only her, but even Huang Yaoshi didn't believe Ouyang Ke was better than Yang Liming. The reason they were waiting for him to arrive was only to give Ouyang Feng face. Otherwise, they wouldn't have let Huang Rong and Yang Liming's date pass by. In truth, she had already tacitly accepted Yang Liming's proposal.

Yang Liming's lips curled into a smile as he looked at the approaching ship. He said disdainfully, "You overestimate yourself. You dare to compete with me for Rong'er?"
A dark figure emerged from the woods behind Yang Liming and Huang Rong. Approaching them, he said, "Boy, I haven't interfered with your and Rong'er's affairs these past few days. You should know my feelings. But if you lose today, don't blame me." "

Father, Brother Ming could never lose!" Huang Rong pouted at Huang Yaoshi.

"Yes, Father-in-law, how could you, the future son-in-law of the dignified Eastern Heretic Huang Yaoshi, possibly lose to such a good-for-nothing? Look at me—so wise and mighty, handsome as Pan An, talented as Song Yu, skilled in martial arts, and accomplished in both literature and martial arts… (omitted n words)—you can't see any reason for me to lose, can you?" Hearing Huang Rong's words, the figure began to boast without restraint.

Huang Yaoshi simply rolled his eyes, ignoring him. Only Huang Rong rushed up and grabbed his arm, puffing out her delicate nose, saying, "Brother Ming, you're so naughty! Even if what you said is true, you didn't have to say it out loud. What if you embarrass Ouyang Ke to death when he comes later?"

"Hehe, that's best, so I don't have to take action later. You stay here with Father-in-law, I'm going to find someone.

" "What 'someone'? Rong'er doesn't care." Huang Rong said upon hearing Yang Liming's words.

"That won't do. Ouyang Ke has Ouyang Feng helping him with matchmaking, I should find someone too. Otherwise, wouldn't I be embarrassing Father-in-law?" Yang Liming touched Huang Rong's nose, and she ran into the woods behind him to find the Old Urchin. Hong Qigong would have been the most suitable, but he didn't seem to come as he did in the original story.

Just as Yang Liming left, Ouyang Feng's large ship docked. First, layers upon layers of green-bodied vipers surged ashore from the ship. Then, a rustling sound came, and Huang Rong looked out. She saw the snakes still surging in, but this time they were no longer green-bodied vipers, but strange snakes with large heads, long tails, and shimmering golden scales. After the golden snakes left, black snakes surged in. On the large lawn... Thousands of snakes shook their heads, their tongues of fire dancing wildly. The snake handlers divided the snake procession into east and west, leaving a path in the middle. Dozens of women in white, their graceful figures swaying, slowly approached. Several feet behind, two more people walked slowly. The one in front, wearing a long white satin robe embroidered with gold thread and holding a folding fan, was none other than Ouyang Ke. However, his face was quite pale, clearly not yet fully recovered from the injury he had suffered at the hands of Yang Liming. The other person was tall, carrying a steel staff, also dressed in white—who else could it be but Ouyang Feng? Huang Rong snorted coldly, "What's the use of such a grand display? I just hate it."

Ouyang Ke walked into the woods, put away his fan, knelt down, and kowtowed four times to Huang Yaoshi, saying, "Your son-in-law greets Father-in-law, wishing you good health."

"Pah! Who's your father-in-law? Look at yourself! Shameless!" Huang Rong made a face at Ouyang Ke on the ground, scornfully saying.

Ouyang Ke was furious, but he immediately forgot his anger and stared at Huang Rong, completely captivated. He swore he had never seen a woman who moved him so deeply. He had once boasted of possessing all the beauties in the world, but compared to the woman before him, they were nothing but a pile of dung. His trip with his uncle to propose marriage was merely a means to learn Huang Yaoshi's skills; the proposal was just a stepping stone. But now, even if it meant immediate death, he would take this beauty before him first.

"Rong'er, shut up! How can you be so rude?" Huang Yaoshi helped Ouyang Ke up, greeted Ouyang Feng, and then deliberately spoke coldly to Huang Rong.

"Hahaha, Brother Yao, don't be angry. It's just a small misunderstanding between us children," Ouyang Feng stepped forward to persuade Huang Yaoshi.

Huang Yaoshi wasn't truly angry with Huang Rong; he knew his daughter's temper well enough. Seeing Ouyang Feng's reaction, he readily backed down.

“Hehehe, Brother Feng, I’m ashamed, my daughter is too unruly.” He then turned to Huang Rong and said, “Why don’t you thank Uncle Ouyang?”

“Thank you, Uncle Ouyang,” Huang Rong said obediently, though she was very reluctant.

“Hahaha, I didn’t expect that after almost twenty years, Brother Yao already has such a beautiful daughter.” Ouyang Feng laughed for a while and then said.

“Hehehe, Brother Feng, there’s no need to praise her. Your daughter is also very handsome.” Although Huang Yaoshi said this, no one could hide the pride in his eyes.

“Not at all! My child, is she worthy of your daughter, brother?” Ouyang Feng said modestly a few times.

“This…” Huang Yaoshi hesitated. Seeing his hesitation, Ouyang Feng suddenly slapped his forehead as if he had just realized something. Look at my memory, why didn’t I bring a betrothal gift when I proposed to Brother Yao? "Saying this, he reached into his robes and pulled out a brocade box. Opening the lid, he saw a small, unremarkable yellow sphere, about the size of a pigeon egg, resting on the brocade inside. He smiled at Huang Rong and said, "This 'Tongxi Earth Dragon Pill' comes from the body of a strange beast from the Western Regions and has been refined by me with medicinal herbs. Wearing it will make you immune to all poisons. There's only one like it in the whole world. After you become my wife, you won't have to fear your uncle's various poisonous snakes and insects. This Earth Dragon Pill is quite useful, but it's not exactly a rare treasure. Your father has roamed the world; what treasures hasn't he seen? My humble country bumpkin's gift is truly embarrassing for him."

"Hmph, you do have some self-awareness, knowing it's just a country bumpkin's gift. To be honest, it's quite pathetic to bring something like this out to embarrass yourself.

" "Who dares to mock me here?" "Ouyang Feng called out to the woods. He thought to himself, 'Why does that voice sound so familiar?'

Ouyang Ke, whose face was already quite pale, became even more 'charming' upon hearing that voice. His skin was practically snow-white, only this snow was sickly. He knew he would never forget that voice; it was the owner of that voice who had almost killed him not long ago. If it weren't for the fact that he had a chest protector placed on his chest that day, even his uncle, with all his abilities, could only arrange his funeral!

'Brother Feng, don't mind him. He's just an arrogant brat, hiding to the side, being disrespectful to Brother Feng,' Huang Yaoshi naturally recognized Yang Liming. A figure in a blue robe emerged from the woods.

'Brother Ming!' Huang Rong saw Brother Ming come out and immediately ran to his side, hugging his arm, completely ignoring Ouyang Feng and his son.

'Hey, where's the Old Urchin? Why didn't he come over?'" "He peeked his little head behind Yang Liming.

"Hmph, don't even mention that guy. When he came with me earlier, he was bragging about how powerful he was. Like he was invincible. He even said he would definitely teach that old poisoner a lesson. But as soon as we got close and he heard the sound of snakes, he turned into a coward. I couldn't even pull him away. In the end, I had to come by myself." Yang Liming said angrily, looking down on that old rascal.

"It's you!" Ouyang Feng shouted. "That's right, it's your grandpa. Old Toad didn't scare you, did he?" Yang Liming grinned at Zheng.

As the saying goes, enemies are especially hateful when they meet. The two of them glared at each other with hatred.

"Hehehehe, little toad, you're not dead yet. Looks like I didn't hit you hard enough last time! What, did you come here today hoping I'd give you another slap in the chest?" "

Ouyang Ke broke out in a cold sweat the moment he saw him. If it weren't for his powerful uncle standing in front of him, he probably would have turned and run away. He admitted that ever since he almost died at Yang Liming's hands, he had developed a severe psychological trauma towards Yang Liming. Thinking about that brush with death, he unconsciously took two steps back.

Chapter 67: What a spendthrift!"
"Hmph, you're still alive, so naturally my Ke'er will be fine." Ouyang Feng subtly shifted his position, blocking Ouyang Ke's path. He was a little afraid; if Yang Liming suddenly attacked again, his son might not be as lucky as last time. Last time, Yang Liming had somehow managed to suddenly gain skill comparable to his own. Therefore, he dared not underestimate this person who was even younger than his son.

"If my father-in-law weren't here today, I would have given you and your son a good beating. I think you'd better run as far away as possible now," Yang Liming said to Ouyang Feng. If he weren't worried about Huang Yaoshi, he would have already made his move. Even if he couldn't kill Ouyang Feng, he would have dealt with Ouyang Ke first.

Yang Liming knew Huang Yaoshi quite well from the original story; if he dared to attack his guest in front of him, Huang Yaoshi would not only not help him, but would also make him suffer. That would be far too much of a loss.

"Father-in-law! Brother Yao, this..." Ouyang Feng's expression changed as he asked Huang Yaoshi.

"You brat, I don't think I've agreed to your proposal yet?" Upon hearing Ouyang Feng's words, Huang Yaoshi asked Yang Liming with a tense face.

Huang Yaoshi and Huang Rong had overheard their conversation and only now realized that Yang Liming and Ouyang Feng knew each other long ago. Judging from their tone, they seemed to have a deep-seated grudge. Ouyang Ke had almost died at Yang Liming's hands.

"You brat surnamed Yang, do you know what it means to be a toad trying to eat swan meat?" Knowing that Yang Liming had also come to propose marriage to Huang Yaoshi like the two of them, Ouyang Feng tried his best to attack Yang Liming. Like Yang Liming, he didn't dare to attack in front of Huang Yaoshi. Otherwise, he was certain he would be facing two opponents today. He wasn't that arrogant.

"Hahaha, oh dear! Toad, are you talking about your son? You really have self-awareness! It seems you've already passed on the Toad Style to your son. Brother Ouyang, now demonstrate it for us!" Upon hearing Yang Liming's words, Huang Rong burst into laughter. Huang Yaoshi's lips twitched as well. Who didn't know that Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, was best known for his Toad Style? Ouyang Feng had truly shot himself in the foot. Ouyang Feng and his uncle were furious, their faces almost turning blue.

"You!" Ouyang Feng was enraged. He had long known the malice of Yang Liming's words, so he dared not argue with him any further. He snorted heavily and said, "This time, for Brother Yao's sake, I won't hold it against you." He then

turned to Huang Yaoshi and said, "Brother Yao, I hope your daughter will accept my betrothal gifts." As he spoke, he handed Huang Yaoshi the Tongxi Dilong Pill, which could make one immune to all poisons. His eyes were fixed on Yang Liming, as if to say, "Kid, you haven't even brought a matchmaker or betrothal gifts for your marriage proposal. Let's see how you compete."

"Tch, I already told you, your betrothal gifts are trash. You're still showing them off. Don't you know shame?" Yang Liming retorted.

"Brother Yang says my betrothal gifts are trash, do you have something better?" Ouyang Ke waved his fan, forcing a smile as he spoke to Yang Liming. Although he was intimidated by Yang Liming, he now knew he absolutely had to win Huang Rong's heart. From the moment he saw her, he knew he would likely never be interested in another woman again. "Why, why did I have to see such a perfect woman?" Ouyang Ke roared inwardly. This guy was a womanizer who would risk his life for lust. From how Huang Rong tormented him so badly in the original story, and how he still clung to her without a care in the world, he knew it.

"***, little toad, you don't believe me when I say yours are trash," Yang Liming scoffed. He also pulled a large box from his robes. He handed it to Huang Rong. Upon opening it, a burst of medicinal aroma immediately filled the air, instantly invigorating anyone who smelled it. "The Great Rejuvenation Pill!" Huang Yaoshi exclaimed in surprise. As a master of pharmacology, it wasn't surprising that he recognized the renowned Great Rejuvenation Pill. He looked at Yang Liming in astonishment. He had long noticed his daughter's recent sudden improvement in martial arts and had wondered about it. Now, seeing the Great Rejuvenation Pill in Yang Liming's hand, he understood. Because only the Great Rejuvenation Pill possessed such a powerful effect in the entire martial arts world.

Ouyang Feng felt uneasy the moment Yang Liming produced the Great Rejuvenation Pill. Although his Tongxi Dilong Pill was also precious, Huang Yaoshi and he were both martial artists. For martial artists, while immunity to all poisons was important, the most crucial factor was still the level of martial arts skill.

Therefore, the Great Rejuvenation Pill was far more valuable than the Tongxi Dilong Pill.

Just as everyone present, except Huang Rong, was amazed by the Great Rejuvenation Pill Yang Liming produced, Yang Liming uttered something that nearly caused everyone to collapse.

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry. I took the wrong one. This stuff isn't much better than what those two toads brought. I'll just get rid of it." Saying this, he picked up the Great Rejuvenating Pill in front of him and popped it into his mouth with a few crunches, eating it like a snack. As if specifically to humiliate Ouyang Feng and his son, he said, "The taste is not bad, it's alright as a snack!"

"Ah!" Ouyang Feng and Huang Yaoshi's mouths gaped open, it was too late to stop him. They seemed to have witnessed something unbelievable. They both felt a series of thunderous sounds before their heads, a dizzying sensation. "A snack?"

Ouyang Feng felt truly devastated, realizing for the first time that coming here to propose marriage was a mistake. "Wasteful! Wasteful! I've never seen such wastefulness. For the first time, I feel like I might be a poor man."

Huang Yaoshi clenched his fists, trembling all over. He vowed that if this spendthrift didn't give him a proper explanation, he would immediately kick him out of Peach Blossom Island. How dare someone squander such a peerless elixir in front of him, a master alchemist! "Heavens! There are only two or three of those in the entire martial arts world!"

"Young Yang," Huang Yaoshi said with a forced smile.

"Hahaha," Yang Liming scratched his head. He could tell from Huang Yaoshi's expression that if he didn't offer something better than the Great Rejuvenation Pill, Huang Yaoshi would definitely pounce on him and strangle him, then vigorously pound his anus to teach him that wasting was a disgrace.

Although he wasted a Great Rejuvenation Pill, seeing the exaggeratedly shocked expressions of the Eastern Heretic and Western Poison made it all worthwhile. After all, the Great

Rejuvenation Pill wasn't expensive for him now. "Hehehe, Father-in-law, no need to rush. I just feel that such a thing is unworthy of being Rong'er's betrothal gift. It's just that seeing those two toads treating trash like treasures makes me feel sorry for them!" "..." Yang Liming pretended to reach into his pocket and rummage around while teasing Ouyang Feng and the other man.
In reality, however, he was yelling at Xiao Bai in his mind, "Xiao Bai, didn't you say you couldn't conjure up anything more advanced than the Great Rejuvenation Pill and those ordinary healing medicines? How come you have them now? Explain yourself!" Yang Liming was very frustrated. He used to be so proud of himself when he had 50 million energy points. But when he asked Xiaobai to give him a super pill so he could instantly become a super expert, the kid told him that it had none left. Besides ordinary healing medicines and Great Restoration Pills, it couldn't conjure anything else. Seeing this, Yang Liming gave up on the idea of magical pills. He couldn't force Xiaobai to give him one, so he asked it to give him a powerful bloodline, like a dragon's bloodline, a superhuman bloodline, or even a sword saint's bloodline. But the kid told him again that it couldn't give him a bloodline that was too powerful for the time being, saying that his strength wasn't enough and his body couldn't withstand the transformation. This was a huge blow to him.

But just now, when he was planning to use a Great Restoration Pill as a betrothal gift, the kid suddenly popped into his head and said smugly, "Dad, finding Mom is a big deal, don't embarrass yourself with something like a Great Restoration Pill. I have something much better." "Out of trust in this kid, Yang Liming took the Great Rejuvenation Pill and said those arrogant words to put Ouyang Feng and his overbearing father-in-law down."

"Dad, it's not that I didn't want to give them to you before, it's just that some pills were sealed. Even if I had the energy, I couldn't get them out." Xiaobai's childish voice spoke in Yang Liming's mind. "What! What kind of seal have you come up with now? Do you want people to die?! What's going on? Why didn't you tell me before?" Yang Liming said.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter whether Dad tells you or not, besides, you didn't ask me. Ever since I regained my energy and awakened, I've been working on breaking the seal, and I've already broken it a little bit."

Yang Liming felt dizzy. Again, "You didn't ask me," he hated this kid saying that the most. Because every time Xiaobai said that, Yang Liming would feel depressed for a while.

"Alright, alright, we'll talk about how you were sealed, or when the seal can be broken later. First, take out the betrothal gifts. I've been rummaging in my pocket for ages. If I don't take them out soon, my father-in-law might go crazy." Yang Liming glanced at the impatient crowd and said.

He had barely finished speaking when he felt a heat in his hand. Based on past experience, he knew the betrothal gift had materialized. He took it out and looked at it. Ugh…

a blade of grass… Although a fragrance wafted from it from time to time, and its shape was unique, resembling a blue dragon, it was still just a blade of grass.

“What is this?” Yang Liming and Huang Rong asked together. Yang Liming, however, only asked in his mind.

Xiao Bai rattled off a series of data: “Dragon’s Resurrection Grass.” Its effects: “Resurrection. Eternal youth.” As long as the corpse is intact and the time of death is within three hours, it can revive the deceased with the help of a Xiantian-level expert to digest the medicinal power. However, if the person to be revived is a powerful individual, then after revival, he will lose all his power and become an ordinary person. This divine-level Dragon’s Resurrection Grass cannot be synthesized with simple energy. It was originally stored by the Atlanteans in the first layer of the alternate dimension of the Main God Ship. Retrieving it from the first layer of the Main God Ship's alternate dimension requires 2 million energy.

Hiss! Yang Liming gasped. This resurrection grass was too exaggerated! The mere fact of eternal youth would probably drive every woman in the world crazy. They'd even be willing to risk their lives for it. Of course, that includes most men too. Who wouldn't want themselves or their beloved woman to stay young forever? Even more amazing is the ability to bring the dead back to life!

Yang Liming was stunned by the effect Xiaobai described, failing to hear it say "take out" instead of "conjure." He also didn't hear anything about the first level of the alternate dimension of the "Main God.

" "Hahahaha, Yang boy, this is the treasure you're talking about? It looks like just a weed. Does cutting it into the shape of a dragon make it a treasure? Or did you pick the wrong one? Hahaha!"

Ouyang Feng, seeing Yang Liming take out a blade of grass, wouldn't let such a good opportunity to humiliate him pass up. Huang Yaoshi beside him, however, was deep in thought.

"Hmph, don't laugh. Even a weed from Brother Ming would be a thousand times better than what you gave me," Huang Rong said to Ouyang Feng. She ran to Yang Liming's side and took the Dragon Resurrection Grass. Her joyful expression made it seem like it was truly a treasure.

Seeing Huang Rong's appearance, Ouyang Ke felt a pang of sadness, followed by a surge of intense jealousy. His teeth chattered. He even temporarily forgot his fear of Yang Liming. He glared at him coldly.

"Ouyang Feng, if you don't recognize the treasure, don't talk nonsense. I won't look down on you, you country bumpkin. Hahaha!" Yang Liming, now sober, looked at Ouyang Feng with disdain, as if he were looking at a clown. (Comment: This guy has completely forgotten that he himself just lost his "country bumpkin" title.)

"Let me tell you, this herb is..."

"No need to say anything, I remember now. I read about this in an ancient book." Just as Yang Liming was about to arrogantly explain the effects of the Dragon's Resurrection Grass to this country bumpkin, Huang Yaoshi, who had been deep in thought since he took out the Dragon's Resurrection Grass, suddenly shuddered and shouted.

"Young Yang, tell me, tell me, is that the Dragon's Resurrection Grass you're holding the one that can bring me back to life?" Huang Yaoshi asked Yang Liming, his hands trembling. His expression was a complex mix of hope, excitement, and shock.

"Father, what's wrong? Don't scare Rong'er!" Huang Rong was startled. She had never seen her father so distraught. Her father had always looked like a celestial being.

"Young man, tell me," Huang Yaoshi soothed Huang Rong's head before turning to Yang Liming. "Yes,

Father-in-law, this is the Dragon's Resurrection Grass that can bring people back to life!" Yang Liming exclaimed in admiration.

His father-in-law truly lived up to his reputation as the Eastern Heretic. A prodigy of this era, skilled in literature and martial arts, divination, astronomy, and geography. While others were already quite accomplished in mastering one thing, he was proficient in everything. Now, he even knew about the Dragon's Resurrection Grass, something from the cultivation world.

He truly deserved to be the person he had considered the greatest in the world when he read The Legend of the Condor Heroes. Although Hong Qigong was a great hero, he was a glutton and a heavy drinker; Ouyang Feng was ruthless and greedy for fame and fortune; and Yideng was too compassionate. Only Huang Yaoshi, the Eastern Heretic, had no weaknesses in Yang Liming's eyes. He was exceptionally intelligent, aloof as a pine tree, cold and hard as iron, disregarding etiquette and law, yet scorning fame and fortune. Of course, if his infatuation with his wife and love for his daughter could be considered a weakness, then Yang Liming would have nothing to say. Although Yang Liming had never met his nominal master, Wang Chongyang, in Yang Liming's opinion, apart from martial arts, Huang Yaoshi was no less than him in any other aspect, and perhaps even superior.

"Good, good, it really is him! Hahaha!" Huang Yaoshi laughed loudly upon receiving Yang Liming's reply.

Yang Liming and Huang Rong exchanged glances, for they had never seen Huang Yaoshi so happy since they left home.

"Ah Heng, Ah Heng, you're saved!" "It wasn't until Huang Yaoshi, amidst his laughter, uttered these words that Yang Liming understood why he was so happy, and he almost shed tears. "Father-in-law, the Dragon's Resurrection Grass can only save those who have been dead for less than three hours."

He thought for a moment and felt he should remind Huang Rong's father, otherwise, the feeling of rising from the highest heaven and then suddenly falling wouldn't be pleasant. "Of course I know," Huang Yaoshi waved his hand and said. But he was still very happy. This puzzled Yang Liming.
"Young Yang, since you and Rong'er are so in love, I won't play the bad guy. Rong'er has almost driven me crazy with complaints these past few days. I was originally going to test you a little more, but considering your betrothal gifts, I plan to let you and Rong'er get married tomorrow."

"What!" Upon hearing Huang Yaoshi's sudden words, Yang Liming, Ouyang Feng, and Ouyang Ke all exclaimed. Yang Liming hadn't expected that he could win over Huang Yaoshi with just a betrothal gift. His earlier preparations for a "warm and intimate" encounter with Ouyang Ke felt like a punch thrown at empty air. Overall, though, he was still quite happy.

Ouyang Feng, however, hadn't anticipated that Huang Yaoshi would so ruthlessly declare his son's "death sentence" over a betrothal gift of dubious authenticity. Ouyang Ke's face turned pale, but he remained meek and dared not speak to Huang Yaoshi.

"Brother Yao! How can this be? Didn't you promise me a chance to propose? Is it because of that brat surnamed Yang, and that Dragon's Resurrection Grass of dubious authenticity? Please reconsider!" Ouyang Feng said anxiously to Huang Yaoshi.

"Hmph, Brother Feng, you mean this Dragon's Resurrection Grass is fake?" "Huang Yaoshi said to Ouyang Feng with a hint of anger. The Dragon's Resurrection Grass was his last hope to revive his wife. Ouyang Feng's words were basically saying, "You're dreaming if you think you can revive your wife." How could he not be angry?

"I didn't mean that. Brother Yao, just say it straight, can my son be your son-in-law?" Ouyang Feng's smile had vanished. However, he knew this was Huang Yaoshi's territory and didn't dare to be too arrogant.

Huang Yaoshi glanced at Ouyang Feng and said, "Brother Feng is right. I was overthinking it. Since Ouyang Xian has come to my Peach Blossom Island, I, Huang Yaoshi, naturally can't let him make a wasted trip. How about I let him have a match with that Yang boy?" After all, Ouyang Feng was someone of equal renown to himself. Huang Yaoshi didn't want to easily make an enemy of him. Although he and Yang Liming could easily defeat him two-on-one if they joined forces, it would be difficult to stop him if he was determined to escape. Moreover, how could he possibly attack a guest who had come to visit him?

"Then what does Brother Yaoshi want to compete in?" Ouyang Feng asked with a frown, while the others perked up their ears, waiting for Huang Yaoshi's answer.

"Since we are all martial artists, of course we should settle this with a martial arts contest." Hearing Huang Yaoshi's answer, Huang Rong laughed and pointed at Ouyang Ke, saying, "Even if that little toad trains for a hundred years, he could never be a match for my brother Ming." She also imitated Yang Liming's way of addressing Ouyang Ke. Ouyang Feng's expression changed. Making Hen'er fight Yang Liming was tantamount to sending Hen'er to his death. It was blatant favoritism. He was about to express his dissatisfaction when Huang Yaoshi interrupted him. "I know Brother Feng will accuse me of favoritism, after all, their martial arts are far inferior. Even Yang boy is comparable to you and me. If I let them fight directly, it would indeed be favoritism. However, my duel is one where neither fighter is allowed to use internal energy. They must rely solely on their physical strength. Using internal energy results in defeat." Ouyang

Feng considered this and felt it was fair enough, so he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your generosity, Brother Yao." While innate masters who cannot use internal energy are stronger than ordinary people, their strength is only limited. The martial arts of their White Camel Mountain Villa lean towards a powerful and forceful style. Therefore, without using internal energy, they have a slight advantage over other martial artists. That's why Ouyang Feng didn't see anything wrong with Huang Yaoshi's actions. He even felt a bit biased towards his uncle. He was probably secretly pleased. But if he knew that Yang Liming's physical abilities were already five times that of an ordinary person before he started practicing martial arts, he'd probably want to bang his head against a wall.

"Ke'er, if you want to take that girl, don't be afraid." Ouyang Feng knew his son was afraid of Yang Liming, so he prepared him mentally beforehand.

"Uncle, I'm not afraid." Ouyang Ke gritted his teeth, glancing guiltily at Yang Liming. Then he looked at her fair skin and beautiful face, a surge of longing welling up inside him. He decided to fight Yang Liming to the death for Huang Rong.

Meanwhile, Huang Yaoshi came to Yang Liming's side and whispered in his ear. "Kid, I promised Ouyang Feng I'd give Ouyang Ke a chance, so I can't go back on my word. Don't disappoint me so Rong'er can live a happy life in the future. I know you're much stronger than most."

"Hehe, Father-in-law, don't worry, I promise I won't commit suicide for love." Yang Liming chuckled inwardly. This Huang Yaoshi was still somewhat biased towards him. It wasn't surprising that he knew he was stronger than most. After all, Huang Rong had spent a considerable amount of time with him. Of course, she had discovered some secrets. It's just that the girl was clever enough not to say more.

"Pah, who wants to commit suicide for you?" Huang Rong stomped her foot shyly when she saw him talking nonsense. She then pinched his waist hard.

"Ouch, Rong'er, have mercy!" Yang Liming pretended to cry out, grabbing Huang Rong's small hand.

"Alright, it's getting late. Yang boy and Ouyang Xianheng, you should hurry up and have your match. I'll say it one last time: you're not allowed to intentionally harm each other. Otherwise, you'll lose the match." Huang Yaoshi pulled the two who were fooling around and addressed the crowd. He wanted to finish quickly so he could test the effects of the Dragon's Resurrection Grass. He was willing to sell his life to Yang Liming just to save his wife.

"Then let's hurry up and have the match, so we can get rid of these idle people. I want to become in-laws with Brother Yaoshi soon." Ouyang Feng said arrogantly.

"Old toad, don't get too cocky. Even if I don't use my internal energy, I'm still much stronger than your little toad." Yang Liming said sarcastically.

"Brother Ming, you must teach this little toad a lesson. Let him know he's a toad trying to eat swan meat." Huang Rong also chimed in, raising her little fist and waving it incessantly.

"Understood. Little darling, just wait to be the bride. Hahaha," Yang Liming replied with a relaxed and confident expression.

"Ouyang Ke, are you ready?" Yang Liming looked at him like he was a clown. His expression clearly showed that he didn't take him seriously at all. It wasn't arrogance; if it wasn't about internal strength but just physical strength, he didn't think anyone in the entire Legend of the Condor Heroes world was stronger than him, let alone Ouyang Ke.

"This time, I will definitely repay you for all the humiliation you inflicted on me before. I will not be afraid of you," Ouyang Ke said with a ferocious expression. He had just watched Huang Rong being extremely intimate with the person in front of him while she kept making sarcastic remarks to him. He was already burning with jealousy. Anyway, neither of them could use internal strength. Who was afraid of who? He suppressed his fear of Yang Liming and suddenly ran towards Yang Liming. He punched Yang Liming in the nose. Sure enough, he didn't use internal strength. Because both he and Yang Liming knew that in front of masters like Ouyang Feng and Huang Yaoshi... Even a slight exertion of internal energy would be detected.

He figured that even if neither of them used internal energy, they weren't particularly confident of defeating Yang Liming. Therefore, this punch carried a hint of a sneak attack, a sudden attack to catch the opponent off guard, hoping to swell his eyes and crack his nose, venting his pent-up anger. He hoped to gain the upper hand. Unexpectedly, Yang Liming merely shifted his body slightly, dodging the punch, lazily yawning, and then slammed his fist into his chest. With a loud thud, it struck his left chest, accompanied by a cracking sound. Ouyang Ke knew, at the moment Yang Liming's fist reached his chest, that the opponent's strength was immense. Although it contained no internal energy, it could still severely injure an unsuspecting late-stage acquired master. If he didn't use internal energy to resist, his heart and lungs would be shattered by the force of the punch. He hurriedly leaped backward, gathering his internal energy in his chest. However, this still resulted in a slight fracture of one rib. But his reaction was timely, and the injury wasn't too serious. His body flew straight up to the bamboo pavilion, staggering a few steps before landing on the ground.

Yang Liming secretly regretted it; if Ouyang Ke had slowed down his internal energy a little, his punch could have kept him bedridden for a year or two. Now, he could recover in a week.

"Ouyang Ke, you've lost," Yang Liming said to Ouyang Ke, who had been helped up by Ouyang Feng.
Huang Rong clapped her hands joyfully, "Great! Great!" jumping up and down. She made faces at Ouyang Ke.

Ouyang Ke was greatly shocked, looking like the sky had fallen. He was lifeless. Ouyang Feng felt a pang of heartache. He was even more furious at Huang Rong's gloating. "You brat, my Ke'er did all this for you! How could you do this?"

"Who told him to do this for me? Did I ask him to do this for me? Who told him to shamelessly come and propose marriage?" Huang Rong said dismissively.

"Old toad, you'd better take your precious son and get out of here. I'll spare your and Ouyang Ke's lives today for my father-in-law's sake. Oh, right, if I almost forgot to tell you a story, it's about someone seducing his sister-in-law, committing incest, and fathering an illegitimate child. Speaking of which, in the Western Regions..." Yang Liming suddenly remembered this big gossip about Ouyang Feng that he hadn't yet spread around. Before he left Peach Blossom Island, he'd smear some more urine on his face.

"Shut up!" Ouyang Feng instantly lunged at Yang Liming, his steel staff slamming down on him.

He was furious. Although Yang Liming was referring to someone, even a fool could tell he was talking about Ouyang Feng. Seeing the servants around him (the mute servants of Peach Blossom Island and the snake-like figures leading the wedding party brought by Ouyang Feng) and Huang Yaoshi all looking interested, he became anxious. He couldn't care less about Huang Yaoshi anymore; he had to teach Yang Liming a lesson and shut him up first.

"Well done!" Yang Liming shouted. He picked up the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword he had already taken out and struck the iron staff. (This kid has been "well-prepared" for Ouyang Feng and Yang Liming's "malicious intentions" all along!) Yang Liming was no longer the same as before; how could Ouyang Feng just crush him like that? Unless Dugu Qiubai were resurrected, it would be a different story. With

a loud "clang," the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword deflected the direction of Ouyang Feng's iron staff, and a cloud of dust flew up. The sword and staff separated, and Ouyang Feng took three steps back, his arm numb. Yang Liming did not gain any advantage either; in fact, he took two more steps back than Ouyang Feng. It was obvious from this exchange that Ouyang Feng had a slight edge in terms of skill. However, Yang Liming was not worried at all. Although regardless of whether they were experts or novices, the level of skill was always the decisive factor in the outcome of the battle, when the difference in skill between two people was not too great, this decisive factor could be narrowed or even surpassed through some special skills.

Yang Liming held the heavy sword in one hand while also... He drew a longsword from his waist. A flash of bloodlust appeared in his eyes, and his killing intent exploded forth. Even his target, Ouyang Feng, felt a chill in his heart, his momentum instantly weakening. Yang Liming pressed his advantage, spinning his heavy sword and unleashing a left-hand slash towards Ouyang Feng. Ouyang Feng was no ordinary person. Although the Asura Demon Eye, activated by Yang Liming's innate-level power, had some effect on him, it wasn't significant. He had already regained his senses when Yang Liming's heavy sword struck. Ouyang Feng dodged the attack, only to find that Yang Liming was now fighting him, and Huang Yaoshi showed no intention of stopping him. He instantly realized that Huang Yaoshi must be planning to... Taking this opportunity to observe his own strength, he initially intended to conserve his power, preventing Huang Yaoshi from fully understanding him. However, after exchanging a few blows with Yang Liming, he realized how ridiculous his idea of holding back was. He was lucky if he could avoid being defeated by Yang Liming by going all out.

Yang Liming wielded a heavy sword in one hand and an ordinary longsword in the other. One hand wielded the heavy sword with wide, sweeping movements, while the other wielded the exquisitely refined Dugu Nine Swords. It was truly bizarre. He had actually used this method to completely compensate for his weaker skill, and even had the potential to turn the tables.

Seeing this result, Yang Liming was pleased; he hadn't even used his explosive power yet. He was still holding back. If he used his explosive skill, he was absolutely confident he could kill Ouyang Feng. But he still felt he should only use it as a last resort. After all, even if he could kill Ouyang Feng, he would be seriously injured by the explosive skill. Last time, he was lucky to have encountered Hong Qigong, who even went to great lengths to heal him. Otherwise, he would have died long ago. Moreover, Yang Liming knew that Huang Yaoshi would never let him kill Ouyang Feng. That guy still valued his reputation very much.

Huang Yaoshi was increasingly surprised. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, thinking: "I have diligently cultivated on Peach Blossom Island for many years, and I heard that Ouyang Feng's Toad Stance was crippled by Wang Chongyang. I originally thought that after Wang Chongyang's death, my martial arts were already the best in the world, but who knew that the old poisoner took a different path and cultivated such respectable and formidable skills again! He is no less than me. And that Yang kid is even more terrifying. I only told him to surpass me within two years to amuse him." However, unexpectedly, after only nine months, they had already subtly suppressed the old poison master.

Ouyang Ke and Huang Rong were both concerned, hoping that one of them would win quickly. They watched the two constantly moving around on the field with tension.

Both of them fought with lightning speed, and the sonic booms produced by the collision of their internal energies made the servants present cover their ears desperately. Even Huang Rong and Ouyang Ke, who watched for a little longer, felt dizzy. After all, there is a qualitative difference between the innate and acquired. Even a master at the peak of the acquired realm would have no chance against a master who had just entered the innate realm. In the blink of an eye, dozens more moves had passed, and Huang Yaoshi had roughly understood the current strength of Ouyang Feng and Yang Liming. He then said, "Young Yang, Brother Feng, please stop!" This shout was mixed with considerable internal force. Yang Liming and Ouyang Feng withdrew their weapons as soon as they touched, and retreated at the same time.

Yang Liming shrugged helplessly as soon as he stopped, then smiled at Huang Yaoshi and said, "Father-in-law, I'm almost winning!"

Ouyang Feng snorted coldly, indicating that it was impossible.

"You brat, you don't know your place. If it weren't for Brother Feng's leniency towards a junior like you, you wouldn't have been able to hold out this long," Huang Yaoshi said, giving Ouyang Feng a way out.

"Tch!" Yang Liming realized that his future father-in-law was actually quite thick-skinned. How come he hadn't noticed before!

"Kid, we'll see," Ouyang Feng said to Yang Liming. "Old toad, you've said what I wanted to say."

Seeing that there was no point in staying any longer, and considering that Yang Liming's appearance would only make things more dangerous if he lingered, Ouyang Feng immediately cupped his hands and said, "Brother Yaoshi, I'll take my leave now." With that, he led Ouyang Ke, who was looking sadly at Huang Rong, and his men, and hurriedly turned to leave.

Suddenly, Huang Yaoshi spoke up, "Brother Feng, wait!" Ouyang Feng paused, his heart tightening. "Could it be that he thinks I can't even handle that brat surnamed Yang, and wants to keep me here?" He turned around with a serious expression and said, "Brother Yaoshi, is there anything else you need to teach me?" Actually, Ouyang Feng was completely judging others by his own standards. Huang Yaoshi was so arrogant; how could he be so presumptuous? He sensed Ouyang Feng's tension and felt a surge of satisfaction. He smiled and said, "I dare not presume to teach you, but this Tongxi Dilong Pill, which can make one immune to all poisons, is truly unworthy of my humble offering. Please take it back, Brother Feng." Ouyang Feng breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. He thought to himself, "It seems Huang Yaoshi is still the same arrogant Huang Yaoshi as before.

" After taking back the Tongxi Dilong Pill, Ouyang Feng comforted the gloomy-faced Ouyang Ke, "Don't be sad. Uncle will definitely find you a better woman than her. Let's go now." ”而在旁边的黄药师在听到他的话以后，脸色立刻就变得有点难看了起来。想找比我女儿更加好的女人恐怕你找了全世界也休想找到。

目送欧阳锋那高挂双头怪蛇旗帜的大船远去，黄药师对高兴的嘻嘻哈哈的杨立名和黄蓉道。

“你们两个小家伙，现在可开心了？不过蓉儿现在可还不可以嫁给杨小子”

“什幺！”杨立名和黄蓉脸色大变。“岳父大人你不会还想着我当初说的要取蓉儿就要揍你一顿那句话吧。如果蓉儿和你都不介意的话，我也不会介意的。”杨立名眼珠转了转道。

“你敢。”黄药师两父女同时道。“臭小子，你还真敢说，聘礼呢？“黄药师又道。

“哦原来是这个，早说嘛。害我和蓉儿宝贝紧张了半天。 Yang Liming handed the Dragon's Resurrection Grass, which he had received from Huang Rong, to Huang Yaoshi.

Huang Yaoshi accepted it with feigned composure, but Yang Liming and Huang Rong could tell from his trembling hands that his heart was far from calm.

"Yes, I can't be mistaken. This is the Dragon's Resurrection Grass. Haha, Heng is saved!" Huang Yaoshi carefully examined the betrothal gift in his hand and laughed heartily.

"Father, were you telling the truth just now? Rong'er can see Mother again?" Huang Rong asked her father excitedly, half-believing. She had thought that her father's claim that her brother's betrothal gift could save her mother was just an excuse to favor her brother because of her. After all, she knew that her mother had passed away not long after her birth, more than fifteen years ago.

"Of course it's true, Rong'er and Yang boy, you are now my son-in-law, Huang Yaoshi's son-in-law, no longer an outsider. I'll take you to meet your mother-in-law, Rong'er's mother." "

Father-in-law, actually, this Dragon's Resurrection Grass can only revive people who have been dead for up to three hours. And Mother-in-law seems to have already..."

"I know what you're going to say," Huang Yaoshi sighed, looking up at the sky. Rong'er's mother wasn't completely dead yet...

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