Sword drawn from the constellations, poison as its edge.

Chapter 75 Dual Cultivation in the Northern Darkness
Jiang Mingzhe was greatly shocked!
His current internal strength isn't particularly formidable, but thanks to his excellent foundation from excessive nutrition, even a person with decent talent could only achieve this much after ten or eight years of training.

Now that our foundation is completely depleted, it's impossible to make rapid progress. If Duan Yu were to absorb all of it, we would truly be devastated.

He tried to pull his hands away, but they seemed to be stuck to Duan Yu's stomach and back, reminding him of the Magdeburg hemisphere.

Before long, ninety percent of Jiang Mingzhe's internal energy had been absorbed, and the poisonous power hidden in his acupoints, no longer suppressed, suddenly boiled over, just like when A Zi had suffered a qi deviation.

Jiang Mingzhe was terrified. He then realized that he was different from ordinary people. When ordinary people were drained, they would at most cry and become weak. But when he was drained, the strange poison in his body would take effect, and he would most likely die a miserable death.

Although the Starry Sky Sect's poison skills are incredibly sharp, they have a major drawback: once mastered, there is no turning back. From then on, there is only one path: continuous improvement. If one's skill stagnates or even regresses, the accumulated poison will rebel, resulting in a gruesome death.

A thought suddenly popped into my head: I had previously guessed that Ding Chunqiu created the poison technique in order to restrain Bei Ming. Now it seems that the one in this world who is most afraid of Bei Ming absorbing his power is none other than the disciples of our Xingxiu Sect.

However, upon closer examination, if one prepares in advance and integrates the poison into one's internal energy so that the opponent can absorb it, the poison and internal energy will be consumed proportionally, preventing the poison from taking effect. Meanwhile, the opponent will be unable to withstand the poison and die, naturally resulting in a great victory for the Xingxiu Sect disciples.

Unfortunately, he was trying to save Duan Yu, so he only used his internal energy and didn't use any poison techniques. Unexpectedly, while Duan Yu was unconscious, the Beiming Divine Art activated on its own, putting Jiang Mingzhe in a dilemma.

In a short while, Jiang Mingzhe's skin had turned purplish-black, which startled Zhong Ling, who cried out, "Little Zi, something bad has happened! Your big ginger looks like it's gone moldy!"

Azi also sensed something was wrong. Forgetting to scold Zhong Ling, she tried to pull Jiang Mingzhe away.

Jiang Mingzhe knew that if she touched him, she would definitely be stuck and sucked in by his power, so he struggled and shouted, "Don't touch me!"

Startled, Azi quickly withdrew her hand and circled around Jiang Mingzhe frantically, her eyes brimming with tears: "I told you not to take any risks, but you insisted on doing it. For that clown monster, you've put yourself in danger too. Now you can't even touch me. What should we do? What should we do?"

Zhong Ling offered a random suggestion: "Zi Yatou, didn't the Shennong Gang just say they discovered a divine skill? Let's take a look, maybe we can find a way to save them!"

Jiang Mingzhe had no time to pay attention to them. He endured the excruciating pain caused by the rampant poison within his body, and secretly hardened his resolve:
Damn it, we've weathered so many storms, how could we capsize in this little ditch? It's just the Northern Darkness Divine Art, it's not like I don't know it. I'll risk it all!

He gritted his teeth, focused his mind on his chest, and channeled the last bit of his internal energy into it, following the meridian route of Beiming's internal energy conversion. In an instant, he felt as if his meridians were about to burst and his internal energy was about to dissipate.

Jiang Mingzhe was horrified. He desperately concentrated his mind and tried his best to control himself. Fortunately, he only had a trace of internal energy, which was enough to keep him steady.

After this wisp of internal energy stumbled and finally circled around, returning to the Tanzhong acupoint, it had become neither yin nor yang, neither cold nor hot, and its nature was extremely peaceful. It was the most authentic Beiming True Qi!
Jiang Mingzhe secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If that wisp of internal energy had been absorbed, he would have been completely crippled. But if more internal energy remained, the difficulty of controlling it during the transformation would increase greatly, and an accident might have occurred.

At this moment, it seems that adding even a little would be too much, and subtracting even a little would be too little; it is just right, neither too much nor too little.

He couldn't even be happy; he immediately used this wisp of internal energy as a guide to unleash the Northern Darkness Absorption Technique.

"Absorbing Power Technique" was a name he made up haphazardly. The thirty-six images of the Northern Darkness Divine Art corresponded to the four major functions of cultivation, absorption, transformation, and application. The one for cultivating and nurturing internal energy was the Nourishing Power Technique; the one for absorbing others' internal energy was the Absorbing Power Technique; the one for refining and transforming internal energy into Northern Darkness True Qi was the Transforming Power Technique; and the one for freely changing the attributes of internal energy when outputting it was the Transforming Power Technique. As the technique unfolded, Jiang Mingzhe's right palm, pressing against Duan Yu's lower abdomen, suddenly generated a suction force, forcefully drawing the internal energy from Duan Yu's Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian and Ren Meridian into his own body.

Duan Yu first absorbed Yun Zhonghe's internal energy, and then absorbed over 90% of Jiang Mingzhe's internal energy. His internal energy was far superior to Jiang Mingzhe's. If the two were to truly exchange internal energy, it would be like a large household vacuum cleaner versus a small car vacuum cleaner; Jiang Mingzhe would undoubtedly lose.

Fortunately, Duan Yu was unconscious at this moment, and the Beiming Divine Art was operating on its own, absorbing and dissolving the energy as it went. Jiang Mingzhe, however, did so intentionally, absorbing the energy in large quantities.

Under the mutual tearing, the poisonous internal energy that was originally firmly attached to Duan Yu's meridians was also loosened, and then it was swept up by a large amount of internal energy and began to flow.

Jiang Mingzhe's internal energy and Yun Zhonghe's internal energy gradually merged into one, circulating continuously within their bodies. With each circulation, a small amount was transformed into Northern Darkness True Qi, which was much faster than refining it individually.

Jiang Mingzhe thought to himself: We're like a twin-turbocharged, dual-engine system... wait, doesn't this mean we're practicing dual cultivation? And with Duan Yu, a man?
At this point, however, the poisoning in his body was rampant, with blood dripping from his mouth and nose, and even his vision was becoming blurred.

Jiang Mingzhe grew impatient, thinking that this Northern Darkness Divine Art was all talk and no action, claiming to transform the sea of ​​qi into the Northern Darkness, capable of carrying boats of all sizes and accommodating fish of all sizes. So, if internal energy is a boat and a fish, then what about poison? Why not just use it to melt and carry it all away for me!
Without thinking twice, he circulated his inner energy to contain the poison, letting Duan Yu absorb it and then absorb it back. He simultaneously activated the Absorption Technique and the Dissolving Technique. His life or death depended on this one move. Anyway, they were all good brothers, and if things went wrong, they would die on the same day, month, and year!

At this moment, Duan Yu let out a muffled groan and woke up in pain. He blinked and asked in surprise, "Big brother? Did you save me? I'm not dead?"

Jiang Mingzhe said with a wry smile, "Don't talk, concentrate on your internal energy."

Duan Yu's martial arts talent was actually extremely high. After calming himself down, he immediately cooperated with Jiang Mingzhe and began to actively practice his skills, which greatly increased his efficiency.

After a while, Jiang Mingzhe vaguely sensed that the surging poison seemed to have completely merged with his internal energy in the repeated cycles, and he was overjoyed.

Previously, the poison skills he practiced were separate from the skills themselves. He used internal force to envelop the poison's power, thus increasing its effectiveness, much like a person holding a knife.

At this moment, the poison transforms into internal energy, just like tempering one's hand to be as hard as iron, giving the hand the characteristics of a knife!
Jiang Mingzhe suddenly remembered someone: the number one simp in Tianlong, Iron-Headed You Tanzhi!

With the help of the Divine Foot Scripture, You Tanzhi transformed the poison of the Ice Silkworm directly into an incomparably powerful and icy internal force, instantly becoming one of the top masters. In terms of internal force alone, even Ding Chunqiu could hardly match him.

At this moment, Jiang Mingzhe, through his dual cultivation with Duan Yu, achieved a similar effect. The various centipede poisons he had previously absorbed were actually snake fire poison fused from A Zi, which was forcibly refined into internal energy by the Beiming Transformation Technique.

Moreover, based on his understanding of the Northern Darkness Divine Art, since he can transform the peaceful and profound Northern Darkness True Qi into different attributes such as Yin Yang, Fire and Cold at will, now that he has fused poison into his power, he can most likely also transform his power into poison of various natures!
Jiang Mingzhe couldn't help but beam with joy, thinking to himself that he had truly turned misfortune into blessing. Could it be that by dragging Duan Yu through life and death together, he had shared in his protagonist's halo?

Well, if given the chance, I'd like to drag Zhang Wuji off a cliff. As for protagonists like Yang Guo who are easily tortured, I'd better stay away...

His mind was filled with random thoughts, the dark aura on his face gradually faded, and his breathing became even and long. The red and swollen chickenpox on Duan Yu's face also subsided. A Zi and Zhong Ling came in carrying many bronze mirrors. When they saw the two of them, they breathed a long sigh of relief, knowing that they had probably escaped danger.

(End of this chapter)