91: Chapter 91 This is much more practical than the "Northern Darkness Divine Art".

Just then, Mu Wanqing opened the carriage door. "Your Highness... are you awake?" She blinked, her cheeks slightly red, and coughed lightly. "Has Your Highness not finished waking up yet? You two continue, I'll excuse myself!"

It turned out they had just arrived at the inn where they were staying.

"No way?" Zhong Ling said strangely. "How did I hear the Master speaking!"

Mu Wanqing pressed down on Zhong Ling's head as she leaned over, pushing her away. "Stop it, do you doubt me?"

"If you didn't hear it, you didn't hear it. What excuses are you looking for! Don't disturb me next time; I'm going to research martial arts."

At night, inside the inn, Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing were playing chess on a board, while Wang Yuyan watched quietly from the side.

The two played without any strategy, only thinking about greedily taking each other's pieces; watching them play was quite interesting in itself.

Zhao Fangcai came out after bathing and changing into clean clothes, calling out, "Yu Yan, I brought something for you."

"Eh? What exactly is this?" Wang Yuyan asked with a face full of curiosity.

Zhao Fangcai took the scroll of the Northern Darkness Divine Art from his robe and handed it to her. "Found it in a hidden place; it seems to have some connection to you."

"A connection to me?" Wang Yuyan took the scroll and slowly unfurled it.

Suddenly, with a low cry of "Ah!", her cheeks instantly flushed, and her heart began to race in a panic.

"Senior Sister, what happened?" Zhong Ling leaned over curiously.

"It's nothing!" Wang Yuyan quickly closed the scroll.

"Really?" Zhong Ling looked suspicious and sat back down by the chessboard.

Wang Yuyan glanced at the smiling Zhao Fangcai and thought to herself: This scoundrel, he definitely did it on purpose.

She opened the scroll again and scanned it quickly, confirming that although the person in the drawing looked like her, it wasn't her.

In front of others, Wang Yuyan had a cold and elegant temperament, like a Fairy from the heavens;

But in front of Zhao Fangcai, she would show a gentle and charming side, as well as the coquettish attitude of a young daughter.

However, the woman in the portrait had a mature and enchanting expression.

Wang Yuyan looked at Zhao Fangcai curiously, and he said with a smile, "Maybe she's a relative of yours; I'll leave it to you to handle."

Wang Yuyan gave a light huff and pinched him with her small hand. "Are you teasing me on purpose?"

Zhao Fangcai nodded. "This Secret Manual is actually quite good."

Wang Yuyan curled her lip. "If the Secret Manual is good, is the person necessarily good?"

Zhao Fangcai smiled and said, "The Secret Manual is good, but as for the person, they definitely can't compare to my lady!"

"Smooth talker!" Wang Yuyan rolled her eyes at him. "You only know how to coax me."

At that moment, Zhao Fangcai saw the System prompt:

[Ding! You have gifted Wang Yuyan the heaven grade low rank martial arts, Northern Darkness Divine Art!]

[Triggered Thousand-fold Critical Strike Return!]

[Obtained Heaven Rank Medium Grade martial arts, Kunpeng True Insight!]

"Saving up luck for two days finally didn't go to waste." Zhao Fangcai breathed a sigh of relief.

He was originally worried that when gifting the Northern Darkness Divine Art triggered the critical strike return, it would suddenly return ten or a hundred copies.

He checked the information of Kunpeng True Insight: Kunpeng True Insight originates from "In the Northern Darkness there is a fish, its name is Kun, which transforms into a Peng," and includes the Mind-Cultivation Technique Kunpeng True Insight, the lightness skill Nine Appearances of Fuyao, the claw technique Nine Kills of the Heavenly Gale, and the sword technique Nine Swords of Northern Darkness!

"Whoa, this is much more practical than the Northern Darkness Divine Art," Zhao Fangcai thought to himself.

Actually, the Northern Darkness Divine Art requires one to dissolve their own True Qi, which is almost like making someone disperse their power, making it very difficult to practice; however, using its content as a reference for cultivation is still feasible.

After carefully reading the Northern Darkness Divine Art, Zhao Fangcai found that the content regarding the Dantian, Qi Sea, and acupoints was very valuable; with Wang Yuyan's personality, she would surely notice these...

In the blink of an eye, five days passed.

Mount Wuliang, Sword Abyss Palace.

"Sunflower Manual?"

"To practice this art, one must first castrate themselves!"

The tone of disbelief in the words echoed through the palace.

Gong Guangjie stood straight where he was.

The figure of a beautiful woman stood quietly before his eyes; her white clothes were like snow, outlining her graceful figure, her face covered with a white veil, drifting lightly like a Fairy.

She was Li Qiushui. Although she was over eighty years old, her power was extremely profound, and because of her skill in maintaining her youthful appearance, she still looked as she did when she was young.

Her beautiful eyes looked at the Secret Manual on the wall, and her brow furrowed slightly.

"This martial art doesn't look fake; it is indeed marvelous and profound, difficult to fully grasp!"

"Was this Heaven Rank Martial Arts really created by Endless Cliff?"

"Impossible!" Li Qiushui truly found it hard to believe.

Then, she grabbed Gong Guangjie and said, "Come, practice this martial art for me!"

Cold sweat dripped from Gong Guangjie's forehead, but he didn't dare to disobey.

With his Aptitude, he couldn't understand the content of the Secret Manual at all.

Fortunately, Li Qiushui was by his side, teaching and explaining sentence by sentence with patience.

But Gong Guangjie had only practiced three lines of the formula when his whole body heated up, an evil fire surged upwards, he felt dizzy, and with a cry of pain, he collapsed to the ground with sweat on his forehead.

"Humph!" Li Qiushui drew her sword and stabbed toward Gong Guangjie.

"No, Master..." Gong Guangjie instantly fainted.

Soon, he was woken up by cold water, his face pale, as if he had lost the most precious thing in his life.

Li Qiushui barked coldly, "Continue practicing!"

Under the gloomy and cold Killing Intent, Gong Guangjie could only steel himself and continue to Cultivate.

But this time, he suddenly had a moment of clarity, as if he had broken through a key bottleneck; in an instant, he mastered the first layer of the Mind-Cultivation Technique, and his Internal Energy doubled!

Li Qiushui reached out and pressed her hand on him to check his internal condition, murmuring, "Interesting, he really succeeded!" She silently recited the name "Endless Cliff," then quickly looked at the eight striking large characters at the beginning of the manual—"To practice this art, one must first castrate themselves!"

She suddenly began to laugh. "I should have guessed long ago; this martial art itself has a flaw. To make up for the flaw, one needs to castrate themselves! This way, the flaw is indeed mended."

On the wall, the Sunflower Manual was missing a few lines of the formula.

"Endless Cliff, oh Endless Cliff, you haven't appeared all this time because you practiced this martial art and became a eunuch!"

Suddenly, a voice reached Li Qiushui's ears from afar, with an astonishing power that seemed to make the surrounding dust fly: "You wench, what eunuch?"

Li Qiushui's expression changed. "Eh? Senior Sister is here!"

Her great tribulation isn't until next year; if I fall into her hands now, I will surely be humiliated. I must go!"

A thought flashed through her mind, and she pressed her hand on Gong Guangjie, carrying him away like a ghost, leaving only a soft and melodious voice: "Senior Sister, who else could it be but Wu Xingyun from the Valley of the Medical Saint?"

She spoke with respect, using the method of Sound Transmission Soul Search so that Wu Xingyun in the distance could hear her.

"She has already arrived, don't talk nonsense, and don't leave for now!" Wu Xingyun's voice came through, and then she flew up from her running horse, her figure weaving through the shadows of the trees as fast as a stream of light.

"I have other matters to attend to, so I won't accompany you, Senior Sister. Next year, I will seek you out again; you must wait for me!" Li Qiushui's voice gradually faded away.