The Prodigal Disciple of Mount Hua: Seizing All Opportunities

That afternoon.

Chen Qianyang sat alone in his room, closing his eyes and regulating his breathing.

The intense battles and constant travel of the past few days have left him with little peace.

Just as his internal energy was circulating for several weeks, the long-lost golden interface suddenly flashed brightly in his mind—

[Current global flow change: 10%]

[Note: You have successfully intercepted the key plotline of "The Return of the Condor Heroes," "Yang Guo's Ascent to Zhongnan Mountain," causing a major shift in the fate of key characters.]

[Rewards being processed...]

[Reward Obtained: Skill [Crimson Beauty Transformation]]

[Skill Effect: Allows free alteration of facial contours, skin tone, wrinkles, and other features, achieving a maximum similarity of 90%. Requires the use of a special ointment, and each effect lasts for twelve hours. Note: Cannot alter body shape or voice characteristics.]

Chen Qianyang slowly opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them.

He exhaled a long breath, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

It was a disguise technique! This was a godsend for him.

While one cannot change their height or physique, in the world of martial arts, changing one's appearance can often have unexpected effects.

Because of his prestigious and upright status, there are some things he cannot do.

But with this disguise technique, many things become much easier.

What's even better is that this skill complements his style of doing things perfectly.

He has never liked direct confrontation, preferring to win through strategy.

With this disguise technique, he was like a tiger with wings, able to strategize from the shadows.

As his thoughts wandered, he couldn't help but recall the scene when he first met Guo Jing and Yang Guo.

At that time, he harbored the idea of ​​intercepting Yang Guo—as long as Yang Guo's fate was changed from the source, the main storyline of "The Return of the Condor Heroes" would undergo earth-shattering changes.

Originally, I thought I would have to use all my persuasive skills, but unexpectedly, Huang Rong took the initiative to help me.

It seems that Yang Guo was indeed a hot potato for her, and being able to use this opportunity to push him to the Huashan Sect would be killing two birds with one stone.

However, what puzzled him was that such a significant plot change only increased the world flow change by 2%.

This is far too unusual.

He pondered deeply, and suddenly a crucial point came to mind: if Yang Guo hadn't climbed Zhongnan Mountain, he wouldn't have met Xiaolongnü. Then, when Li Mochou came seeking revenge, who would have come to his aid?

Thinking of this, Chen Qianyang felt a chill. It would be such a pity if Xiaolongnu were to perish because of this.

Moreover, the ancient tomb also contains fragments of the "Jade Maiden Heart Sutra" and the "Nine Yin Manual," which are treasures coveted by martial arts practitioners.

It seems a trip to Zhongnan Mountain is inevitable. However, the entrance to the ancient tomb is hidden, and how to enter requires careful planning.

He composed himself, took out the booklet he had obtained from Qi Wuyai from his bosom, and began to carefully peruse it.

Upon closer inspection, my eyes lit up.

This is actually a cultivation method that integrates palm techniques, poison skills, and internal energy.

"Frosty Corpse Poison Palm" is an exquisite palm technique in itself, and its power is not to be underestimated even without the use of poison.

The accompanying "Frosty True Qi" is even more formidable; when mastered, it can transform internal energy into frost, injuring people invisibly.

Although the records in the booklet were brief, they were sufficient for Chen Qianyang.

Although he disliked using poison, learning another skill was always beneficial.

More importantly, his current martial arts skills are mainly based on swordsmanship, while his fist and foot techniques are a weakness.

The Frostbite Corpse Poison Palm perfectly compensates for this deficiency.

Furthermore, the Frost True Qi can solve his urgent problem of insufficient internal energy.

But...Ice Qi? This seems to be Zuo Lengchan's unique internal energy technique. What exactly is the connection between Qi Wuyai and Zuo Lengchan?

With a slight thought, the golden interface reappeared:

【Chen Qianyang, a disciple of Mount Hua】

[Combat Strength: Outstanding (Beginner)]

[Talent: Sword Mind Clear, Swift as the Wind, Meticulous Dedication (Sword Skill Proficiency 5%)]

[Equipment: Yin-Yang Mystic Pendant]

[Skill: Crimson Face Transformation]

【外功：独孤九剑（残）4/4，三达剑（残）3/3，华山剑法10/10（熟练），狂风剑法4/10，夺命连环三仙剑2/10，万花剑法2/10，嵩阳神剑2/10，迴风落雁剑2/10，泰山十八盘2/10，寒冰尸毒掌1/10】

[Internal Skills: Huashan Inner Strength Technique 10/10 (Proficient) Frostbite True Qi 1/10]

Looking at the long list of martial arts techniques, Chen Qianyang gave a bitter smile.

Along the way, although I have experienced several fierce battles and gained a lot of practical experience, I have never had time to calmly digest these martial arts techniques.

The matter in Mingzhou has just come to an end, and we are about to set off for Fuzhou, and then we will have to rush to Hengyang.

This life in the martial world is truly one of constant rest.

......

Meanwhile, inside Tingyuxuan.

Ren Yingying moved gracefully, the light veil on her hat swaying slightly with her movements.

She stopped in front of Fang Hongxiu and gave a graceful bow: "Aunt Fang."

"Why be so polite, Holy Maiden?" Fang Hongxiu said calmly, without putting down her teacup.

Ren Yingying gently removed her veil, revealing a face of unparalleled beauty.

Her beautiful eyes flickered, and she said softly, "Aunt, do you truly not wish to return to Blackwood Cliff? The situation within the sect is currently turbulent, and Yingying sincerely wishes to ask you to come out of seclusion and offer your assistance..."

"Help me?" Fang Hongxiu put down her teacup. "Help you deal with my nephew?"

Ren Yingying pursed her lips, tacitly agreeing with this statement.

Fang Hongxiu sighed deeply, "Yingying, I am no longer a member of the Divine Cult. No matter how perverse that man's actions may be, he is still my nephew. I cannot and do not wish to interfere in his affairs. The Fang family only seeks to protect itself in this chaotic world. I understand the Holy Maiden's intentions."

"What a pity," Ren Yingying sighed softly. "So, it seems Yingying's trip was in vain."

Fang Hongxiu suddenly chuckled: "Holy Maiden, you are mistaken. You have gained a great deal from your trip to Mingzhou, so how can you say you came for nothing?"

"Oh?" Ren Yingying raised an eyebrow. "What does Auntie mean?"

"Having eliminated Qi Wuyai, this major threat, isn't that enough?"

Ren Yingying's lips curled slightly: "Qi Wuyai is nothing but a pawn; getting rid of him is no big deal."

"Then... what about Chen Qianyang?" Fang Hongxiu asked, her eyes blazing.

Ren Yingying's expression changed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure: "Aunt seems to value that boy highly."

"And what about you?" Fang Hongxiu looked directly into her eyes. "Didn't you try to recruit him that day?"

Knowing her thoughts had been exposed, Ren Yingying didn't hide anything: "That Chen Qianyang is a man of deep intellect. Although his swordsmanship hasn't reached perfection, his potential is limitless. If we can get his help, our chances of rescuing my father will increase significantly."

"But don't forget," Fang Hongxiu's tone turned cold, "he is a disciple of the Huashan Sect, and in the eyes of us 'demonic sect members,' we should be irreconcilable enemies."

Ren Yingying chuckled lightly, a sly glint in her eyes: "So what? Everyone has weaknesses; there's always something that can touch his heart."

Upon hearing this, Fang Hongxiu suddenly burst into laughter: "Yingying, since you still call me 'Auntie,' then I'll give you some advice."

She suppressed her smile and said seriously, "Trying to get something from a tiger is bound to backfire. If you're not prepared to feed it to the tiger, it's best not to provoke it. That kid... is far more dangerous than you think."

Ren Yingying was slightly taken aback, a strange light flashing in her eyes.

She nodded slightly: "Thank you for your guidance, Aunt. Yingying takes her leave."

Watching Ren Yingying's retreating figure, Fang Hongxiu sighed softly, "Young people are always too confident. Little do they know that in this world, the most fatal flaw is often this very confidence."