Huang Rong from The Return of the Condor Heroes: Guo'er, calm down.

Time flies, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Over the past two weeks, the woods outside the ancient tomb have suffered.

Everywhere there were tree trunks that had been cut off by sword energy, and the ground was full of potholes, as if it had been dug up by a herd of wild boars.

It was dusk that day.

The setting sun, like blood, dyed half the sky red.

Yang Guo stood in front of the stone tablet, and his entire demeanor changed drastically.

In the past, although he had some cleverness, he always had a frivolous and roguish air about him.

But at this moment, he stood there quietly, like a sharp sword hidden in its sheath, its edge concealed, yet making people dare not look directly at him.

He stared at the last word on the stone tablet—"death".

For the past two weeks, he has been studying and pondering the matter day and night.

My fingers were rubbed raw, scabbed over, and then rubbed raw again.

Finally, just now, he understood.

"In life and in death, we made a vow."

"But under this sword, there is only death, no life."

Yang Guo slowly raised his right hand, extending his index finger.

There was no effort involved; it was just a simple forward movement.

"laugh!"

An invisible force shot through the air.

Three zhang away, a wild rabbit that was foraging for food suddenly froze.

It had no wounds on its body, and not even its fur was disheveled.

But its life was cut off in that instant.

"Thump."

The hare fell to the ground and remained silent.

The power of One Finger is combined with the sword intent of the "Death" technique.

It's no longer simply about striking acupoints to subdue the enemy, but about directly severing the meridians and shattering the heart meridian.

Ruthless, decisive, and capable of killing with a single blow.

"call……"

Yang Guo withdrew his finger, his face somewhat pale.

This single finger strike nearly drained eighty percent of his internal energy.

It's powerful, but the energy consumption is terrifying.

"My internal energy is still insufficient."

Yang Guo looked at his fingers, feeling both excited and helpless.

If one had fifty years... no, even thirty years of internal energy, this single finger strike could probably pierce through even rocks.

Right now, he's like a child wielding a peerless divine weapon; he can kill, but he runs out of strength after a few swings.

"Looks like it's time to go find that old sucker."

Yang Guo turned around and looked in the direction of the Quanzhen Sect.

Judging by the timeline, that old bastard Yin Zhiping should be getting impatient by now, right?

He touched the empty porcelain bottle in his arms; it was the bottle that had previously contained the Nine-Turn Reversal Pill.

One pill takes ten years to prepare.

……

The back mountain of the Quanzhen Sect is overgrown with vegetation.

Although this place is on the edge of the Quanzhen Forbidden Area, few people usually come and go here.

Yin Zhiping was hiding behind a bush, pacing back and forth anxiously.

His Taoist robe was somewhat disheveled, and his eyes were sunken, clearly indicating that he had been suffering greatly these past few days.

Ever since Yang Guo agreed to help him make a connection, he has been in a state of excitement and anxiety.

On one hand, he yearned for Xiaolongnu's unparalleled beauty, a nightmare he dreamed of day and night; on the other hand, he feared stealing the elixir. The Nine-Turn Reversal Pill was the lifeblood of the Quanzhen Sect, and if he were discovered, expulsion from the sect would be the least of his worries.

But in the past few days, Yang Guo has vanished as if he had disappeared from the face of the earth, without a trace.

Yin Zhiping considered rushing into the ancient tomb several times to find someone, but when he thought of the terrifying jade bees and Granny Sun, who was said to be ruthless in killing, he chickened out.

All I can do is wait for them at this old, agreed-upon spot every day.

"This little bastard, is he playing a trick on me?"

Yin Zhiping bit his nails, muttering to himself, "If he dares to lie to me, I'll skin him alive!"

Just as he was getting increasingly impatient, a soft sound of footsteps approached.

Yin Zhiping suddenly looked up.

From the woods not far away, a boy sauntered out.

With a blade of grass dangling from his mouth and his hands behind his head, he looked completely nonchalant.

It was Yang Guo!

"Oh dear, Master!"

Yang Guo waved from afar, his smile beaming, "Why are you feeding mosquitoes here, old man? It's damp in these mountains, be careful of rheumatism."

Yin Zhiping had no time for banter; he rushed forward and grabbed Yang Guo by the collar.

"Stop talking nonsense! Where is she? Didn't you say you were bringing her out in the next few days?"

Yin Zhiping lowered his voice, his eyes bloodshot, "I've been waiting here for seven or eight days! I haven't even seen a ghost!"

Yang Guo didn't struggle, letting him grab him, and spread his hands with an innocent look on his face.

"Master, you've wronged me."

"Don't you even consider who that Dragon Girl is? She's a celestial fairy, a hermit from an ancient tomb... cough, a recluse. She's not someone you can just bring out like that!"

"I've gone to great lengths these past few days, telling jokes and bringing her delicious food. I've practically worn my lips out, and only now have I managed to get her to relent."

Upon hearing the words "relax," Yin Zhiping immediately loosened his grip considerably.

"Really? She agreed to come out?"

Yin Zhiping's breathing quickened, and his face lit up with ecstatic joy. "When? Where?"

Yang Guo slowly straightened his disheveled collar and chuckled.

She said it was too stuffy in the ancient tomb and she wanted to come out for some fresh air and enjoy the moon.

"As for the time... it will be on the night of the full moon."

"A night of full moon?"

"Today is already the eighth day of the lunar new year!"

"Seven days left!"

Yin Zhiping was so excited he almost jumped up. "Good! Good! Good disciple! Your master certainly didn't spoil you for nothing!"

He rubbed his hands together, a lewd look on his face, his mind already fantasizing about meeting his beloved under the moon tonight.

Yang Guo looked at his demeanor and sneered inwardly, but on the surface, he stretched out his hand and rubbed two fingers together.

"Master, please don't be so happy yet."

"I did arrange this meeting for you, but regarding our previous agreement..."

Yang Guo raised an eyebrow. "Shouldn't you settle the 'deposit'?"

Yin Zhiping was taken aback, then realized what was happening.

He looked around warily, and only after confirming that no one was around did he carefully take out a brocade pouch from his pocket.

"Hmph, you little rascal, you won't act until you see the benefits."

Yin Zhiping cursed, but his hands didn't stop moving.

He opened the brocade pouch and poured out a delicate little porcelain bottle.

Everything you wanted is here.

Yin Zhiping shook the porcelain bottle, which made a crisp clinking sound. "For these two pills, I risked my life and almost got caught by that bastard Zhao Zhijing."

Yang Guo's eyes lit up, and he reached out to take it.

"Why!"

Yin Zhiping pulled his hand back, clutching the porcelain bottle in his palm, and sneered, "Guo'er, although your master loves you, he's not stupid."

"We haven't even seen the person yet. What if you run away after I give you all these pills?"

"Okay, I'll give you one first."

Yin Zhiping poured out a pill, which was golden in color and had a wonderful fragrance; it was the Nine-Turn Life-Reversing Pill.

He handed the pill to Yang Guo, and then put the remaining pill and the bottle back into his pocket.

"I will give you this last one when I see Miss Long."

Yang Guo took the pill and smelled it.

A rich medicinal aroma filled my lungs, and my internal energy instantly became active.

It's genuine, exactly the same.

"Master, aren't you being too petty?"

Yang Guo toyed with the pill, a half-smile playing on his lips. "Who are we to each other? Do you think I'm the kind of person who takes money and doesn't do the job?"

"Besides, when Miss Long comes out, it will be a beautiful time, with flowers in full bloom and the moon shining brightly. What a lovely scene that will be! If you have to be distracted by getting me medicine then, wouldn't that spoil the mood?"

"Why don't you give it all to me now? Then you can just enjoy your pleasures while I take the medicine and get far away, never disturbing your good time."