Yang Guo: I'm invincible in the opening battle against Aunt Guo!

After Lu Wushuang was cured.

Yang Guo's mouth was practically bland.

The porridge that Grandma Sun made was rather bland.

For someone who loves meat, it's impossible to sleep if they don't eat a full meal at night.

I thought of the seasonings I bought in the small town.

Therefore, he walked out of the ancient tomb.

Soon.

A warm bonfire was lit in the clearing in the woods outside the ancient tomb.

Yang Guo skillfully placed several plump pheasants and a cleaned fish on the fire.

The spice powder he carried with him was sprinkled on the fire, and the oil dripped into the fire, making a pleasant "sizzling" sound.

A rich aroma, a blend of meaty and exotic spices, drifted on the evening breeze, penetrating every nook and cranny of the deep, dark tomb entrance.

For the people living in the ancient tomb, whose diet was extremely bland all year round, this taste was as impactful as a storm.

The first person to be brought out was Granny Sun.

She carried a lantern and followed the scent to the entrance of the tomb.

Looking at Yang Guo's busy figure in the firelight with surprise, she asked, "Young Master Yang, what are you doing...?"

"Grandma, let's prepare some wild game to change things up for everyone."

Yang Guo turned around and smiled, the firelight casting a warm glow on his handsome profile.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Wushuang, like a little animal led by the scent, hopped out.

Her steps were no different from those of ordinary people, and even seemed lighter.

Seeing Yang Guo and the golden-brown, sizzling game, her eyes shone like stars:

"Brother Yang! It smells so good!"

She took a deep breath, her face filled with rapture.

The embarrassment in the stone chamber had been washed away by the fragrance, leaving only pure anticipation.

She is clearly a food lover.

The last one to appear was Little Dragon Girl.

She slowly emerged from the shadows of the tomb, her cool and aloof face flickering in the leaping firelight.

She first looked at the source of the fragrance, her brows furrowing almost imperceptibly.

His gaze then fell on Yang Guo, his voice as calm as ever, yet carrying a barely perceptible hint of helplessness:

"Yang Guo, the martial arts scriptures on that stone wall are profound and complex, and such opportunities are rare. Why don't you spend more time studying them instead of indulging in these gluttonous desires?"

In her view, studying profound martial arts is the right path, while indulging in delicious food is a waste of time and energy.

Before Yang Guo could answer, Lu Wushuang couldn't help but whisper in support:

"Uncle Long, Brother Yang's barbecue is really delicious! It's not useless at all..."

As she spoke, she secretly swallowed.

Yang Guo, flipping the grill, laughed upon hearing this:

"Miss Long, you are mistaken. Delicious food soothes the mind and body, making one feel relaxed and comfortable, which makes practicing martial arts twice as effective."

He paused, then looked up at Xiaolongnu, the firelight flickering in his eyes.

"Besides, I've already learned the Nine Yin Manual."

"What?" Xiaolongnu's cold eyes suddenly narrowed, and she stared at him intently, as if to confirm whether he was joking.

"You've learned it? We entered the secret chamber together, and you left in less than half an hour. Half an hour is barely enough time to even read the scriptures and understand their meaning, let alone learn it!"

She could see clearly that Yang Guo got up and left shortly after sitting down, and she assumed that he had given up because he knew it was difficult.

Hearing him boast that he had learned it, my first reaction was that it was absurd.

The scripture was profound and obscure, with each word containing the ultimate principles of martial arts. Even now, she still feels shrouded in mist. How could he possibly have learned it?

Yang Guo shrugged, looking relaxed with an "believe it or not" attitude.

"I have indeed learned it. If Miss Long doesn't believe me, how about we make a bet?"

"A bet?" Little Dragon Girl raised an eyebrow slightly.

"I'll bet on whether I've truly mastered the Nine Yin Manual."

Yang Guo tore off a plump leg from the roasted pheasant and handed it to the eagerly waiting Lu Wushuang, then tore off another leg.

But instead of giving it to her immediately, he held it in his hand and looked at Xiaolongnu with a leisurely air.

"If I win, Miss Dragon must grant me one request."

"What is it?"

"Teach me the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra." Yang Guo's smile remained unchanged, his eyes clear.

A faint blush instantly rose on Xiaolongnu's fair cheeks, clearly visible in the firelight.

The Jade Maiden Heart Sutra requires two people to practice together, and during the process, it is inevitable that...the skin will come into contact and their breaths will mingle.

He made this bet...

"What if you lose?" She steadied herself, her voice growing colder to mask the sudden panic that gripped her.

"If I lose," Yang Guo said casually, yet with a certain certainty, "I will leave the Ancient Tomb immediately and never disturb Miss Long's cultivation again. Furthermore, I will grant Miss Long any three requests, as long as they do not violate the code of chivalry, I will go through fire and water without hesitation."

Leaving the ancient tomb?

A slight thought stirred in Xiaolongnu's heart.

This promise was indeed quite attractive to her.

She was used to being alone. Although Yang Guo's appearance brought a lot of help, it also broke the silence of the ancient tomb, causing ripples to often appear on her calm heart.

If this could get him to leave... and how could he possibly win?

Learn the Nine Yin Manual in half an hour?

That's a complete fantasy!

"Alright." Little Dragon Girl agreed without further hesitation, her voice cool and collected. "I'll bet you. How will you prove you've learned it?"

Yang Guo laughed heartily, handed the chicken leg in his hand to Granny Sun, and clapped his hands: "Miss Long, you have lost."

"Hmm?" Little Dragon Girl frowned.

"Proof? There's one right here."

Yang Guo pointed to Lu Wushuang, who was happily munching on a chicken leg.

"Does Miss Long know that Miss Wushuang's foot injury is a long-standing ailment, with misaligned tendons and bones and blocked meridians, which is difficult to treat with ordinary methods?"

Little Dragon Girl looked at Lu Wushuang's ankle and nodded.

Although she was not an expert in medicine, she could tell that it was not a simple external injury.

"But now, her foot injury has healed." Yang Guo's tone was calm, yet it was a bombshell.

Xiaolongnu was taken aback, and then looked closely at Lu Wushuang.

She stood there, her feet steady and her posture natural. When she ran out, she seemed to have been preoccupied with Yang Guo and the bet, and hadn't paid much attention to anything else.

"Peerless," Yang Guo called out.

"Huh? Brother Yang?" Lu Wushuang looked up while chewing on a chicken leg.

"Stand up, walk around, run a few steps, and let Miss Dragon see your feet."

Lu Wushuang said "Oh," stood up nimbly, and walked back and forth a few steps in front of Xiaolongnu, even hopping lightly a couple of times. Her movements were smooth and without any hesitation.

"Uncle Long, look, my foot is really healed! It's all thanks to Brother Yang!"

Her tone was cheerful, filled with undisguised admiration for Yang Guo.

A clear look of surprise finally flashed across Xiaolongnu's usually cool eyes.

She had seen Lu Wushuang walk with a slight limp before, and now, the difference was like night and day.

In just a short while, such a long-standing wound was healed...

"This... perhaps you were originally skilled in medicine, and it has nothing to do with the Nine Yin Manual."

Xiaolongnu still refused to believe it and tried to find other explanations.

Healing bone injuries is difficult, but it is not impossible for extraordinary people in the martial arts world to do so.

Yang Guo seemed to have anticipated her response and smiled:

"Then, the Nine Yin Manual contains a wondrous mind-controlling technique called the 'Soul Transfer Technique,' whose principles are unique and far surpass ordinary hypnosis and mind-controlling techniques. Miss Long, with your extensive knowledge, have you ever heard of it?"

Little Dragon Girl shook her head. She had never heard of that name before.

"This technique requires a special method of circulating internal energy, combined with spiritual power, to be performed."

As Yang Guo spoke, he turned his gaze to Lu Wushuang, his eyes becoming deep and gentle. "Wushuang, look into my eyes."

Lu Wushuang subconsciously looked up at Yang Guo.

The moment their eyes met.

She felt that Yang Guo's already beautiful eyes now seemed to have turned into two bottomless pools, radiating a reassuring yet irresistible attraction.

A faint light seemed to flow deep within Yang Guo's pupils, and he uttered a low, strangely rhythmic syllable.

Lu Wushuang's eyes gradually became dazed and empty. She stopped eating the chicken leg and seemed to fall into a trance. She stood quietly, motionless.

Grandma Sun gasped softly and covered her mouth.

Little Dragon Girl was completely stunned, staring intently at this unbelievable scene.

She could tell from Lu Wushuang's aura and eyes that this was not an act, but a genuine mental captivation!