Wuxia: Great Ming Swordmaster
31 Jiang Biehe, I’m sorry, your secret has been exposed! 4

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Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

"Yes, the Conception Vessel has been opened."

"As long as I open the Governor Meridian, I'll be at the intermediate stage of Zongshi realm.”

Tang Yi, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, slowly opened his eyes and smiled.

The fact that his Conception Vessel was unobstructed not only meant that he was stronger, but it also meant that he was one step closer to becoming a Great Grandmaster. How could he not be happy?

"My Seven Star Ghost God Steps has also reached the second level.”

"I haven't seen Yuyan for a long time. I wonder how she's progressing.”

Tang Yi walked out of the secret room, took a shower, and changed into a new set of clothes before going to see Jiang Yuyan.

After Jiang Yuyan obtained the sheepskin scroll, she disassembled the Persian language into dozens of unrelated short sentences. Then, she spent a lot of money to hire dozens of translation experts who were proficient in Persian.

In this way.

He had successfully obtained the heart technique of transplanting flowers into trees.

From then on, she locked herself in her boudoir and did not come out almost all day.

"Yes, we're here."

Tang Yi gently pushed the door open.

He saw a beautiful girl sitting cross-legged on the pink gum in the boudoir.

The young girl's eyes were tightly shut, and white smoke was rising from her head.

Clearly, he was cultivating an extremely profound martial art.

Weng weng weng weng!

The air in the boudoir stirred.

Her body was steaming hot, and her gauze clothes were already wet.

Under the agitation of the airflow, his clothes opened and closed, revealing a hint of snow white from time to time.

"Looks like I came at the wrong time."

Seeing the intoxicating scene, Tang Yi was slightly stunned.

Under such circumstances, it was better to leave early to avoid any mishaps.

"Is that young master?"

On the gums, Jiang Yuyan slowly opened her eyes.

After cultivating Transposition, her five senses were quite sharp.

She could clearly feel someone approaching her boudoir. Moreover, only Tang Yi had the right to enter and leave her place as he pleased.

"Yuyan, put on your clothes first. I'll wait for you in the tea room.”

Tang Yi left this sentence and floated out of the door.

"Ah!"

Jiang Yuyan's pretty face flushed red.

Only then did she realize that her clothes were not neat. Young Master must have seen it. It was too embarrassing.

A moment later, in the tea room.

"Young Master's aura seems to have…become much stronger.”

After Jiang Yuyan saw Tang Yi, she lowered her head and did not dare to look into his eyes. She also stuttered when she spoke.

After what happened in the boudoir, she felt like she was naked in front of Tang Yi.

"Let's not talk about me first. Tell me about yourself. How have you been feeling these few days?”

Tang Yi sat in front of the coffee table and asked with concern as he put down his teacup.

The martial art of Transposition of Flowers and Trees was extremely powerful, but it was also very difficult to practice. If there was a slight mistake, one would go berserk.

"A few days ago, I was always dizzy, but now I'm much better.”

"Dizzy? Confused?"

Tang Yi seemed to have noticed something unusual.

Transposition was a supreme divine art.

Those who cultivated this technique should be in high spirits. Even if they were about to go berserk, they would only feel their inner breath surging and their dantian almost exploding. They would definitely not feel dizzy or suffocated.

"When did the symptoms start?”

"About ten days ago, I can't remember clearly…Ah, I remember now, that day was the Mid-Autumn Festival. Father also made soup for me every day from that day onwards.”

"If you don't have anything to do, you're either a traitor or a thief." Tang Yi narrowed his eyes.

Ever since she drank the scalding soup Jiang Bie He had sent over, Yu Yan had started to feel dizzy. It was too much of a coincidence.

"If I'm not wrong, the soup that Jiang Biehe gave you is poisonous.”

"What?!"

Jiang Yuyan was shocked.

"However, it should be a slow-acting poison, because if you are poisoned to death, he will never be able to get the transplant, and I will not let him off.”

"How could he be like this!"

Jiang Yuyan frowned.

Never in her wildest dreams would she have thought that her father would poison her!

"But why am I slowly getting better?"

Jiang Yuyan asked in confusion.

Her father would send hot soup over every day, and she would drink it every time. She should have been poisoned more and more deeply. Why did she recover so suddenly?

"Of course, it's not because he found his conscience. It's because you've been cultivating Transposition and slowly become immune to poison. His knockout powder is useless against you.”

"I see!"

Jiang Yuyan was enlightened.

The whole thing was very clear.

Jiang Bie He wanted to take over the situation, so he secretly drugged Jiang Yuyan to control her.

But he did not know.

Those who cultivated the skill would become immune to all poisons.

"I'll go find him now!"

Jiang Yuyan stood up abruptly, her pretty face filled with anger.

"Listen to me first before you leave.”

Tang Yi called out to Jiang Yuyan.

Jiang Bie He had deceived Tang Yi back then and almost caused him to be shot dead by a poisonous needle. It was time to settle this score.

"Yuyan, you've already achieved a small success in your 'Transposition of Flowers and Trees.' You might as well absorb all of Jiang Biehe's cultivation. I believe that after he loses his cultivation, he will definitely be a qualified father.”

There was a fatal flaw in the cultivation of Transposition of Flowers and Trees.

That was, after it had just been cultivated, one would have no strength to speak of. It could be said that it was very dangerous to take the risk of absorbing the strength of an expert. If one was not careful, they would be killed instead.

Since Jiang Biehe had delivered himself to his doorstep, he would not stand on ceremony and save himself some trouble.

"Good!"

Jiang Yuyan thought that Young Master was right.

His father was a Xiantian expert. He was only poisoning him now. Sooner or later, he would attack him. It was better to absorb all of his strength and become him.

After he mastered the peerless martial arts, he would be more filial to him. Why not?

"I admire your decisiveness the most.”

Tang Yi thought to himself that the other party was indeed the Massacre Empress. She was decisive, swift, decisive, and decisive. Her boldness was really praiseworthy.

Tang Yi and Jiang Yuyan left the tea room and soon arrived at the Jiang Mansion's study.

Jiang Bie He's arm was broken inch by inch and had yet to recover. At this moment, he was lying on the armchair to rest.

A servant girl was massaging his legs while another servant girl was feeding him grapes. He was very relaxed and happy.

"Why are you here?"

Jiang Biehe jumped up in fright as if he had seen a ghost.

The person he was most afraid of in his life was Tang Yi. When he saw the latter suddenly come to rebel, he knew that the matter had been exposed and wished he could find a crack in the ground to hide.

"Are you surprised? You'll know later."

Tang Yi snorted slightly, floated over, and pressed on Jiang Biehe's acupuncture point.

After Jiang Bie He's acupuncture points were sealed, he immediately turned into a statue. This way, it would be much easier for Jiang Yuyan to absorb the power.

"My good father, I really didn't expect you to be so vicious. You actually poisoned the soup. Then don't blame your daughter.”

As Jiang Yuyan spoke, she walked up to Jiang Biehe and extended her right hand. Her five fingers gripped the latter's head and began to absorb his energy without mercy.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Pure Xiantian Qi flowed out of Jiang Biehe's body like a stream of water, slowly pouring into Jiang Yuyan's body.

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