An hour later, Yang Fei’s face showed a look of shock.
He had been watching from the side and could clearly feel that Tong Yan, through some secret technique, had helped Tong Yunshu, an ordinary person without any foundation in cultivation, to open up the governor and conception vessels, and had created both the Qi Sea and Elixir Field as well as a particularly robust Martial Meridian. The rightful source is noveⅼfire.net
Is this the legendary Great Yellow Court Technique?
If my master had had this method, I wouldn’t have to endure so much pain in the first few years to open up my Martial Meridian.
The most critical point is that for Tong Yunshu, a woman who has never practiced martial arts and whose tendons have already formed in her twenties, the process should have been extremely painful, yet she held on.
While Yang Fei admired Tong Yunshu’s tenacity and strength, he was even more amazed at Tong Yan’s secret technique.
Even if Tong Yunshu was determined and could endure pain, it would be impossible for her to withstand such immense suffering.
The reason she could bear it lay in Tong Yan’s Secret Skill of Transmission.
"Yang Fei, help me!" Tong Yan, his face pale, suddenly spoke.
Yang Fei silently nodded, moved behind Tong Yan, and according to the method they had agreed upon beforehand, sent his Inner Breath True Essence through the acupoints into Tong Yan’s body, replenishing his True Yuan, and continued to assist in the transmission to Tong Yunshu.
Time ticked by, second by second.
More than an hour passed.
Just as Yang Fei felt his True Yuan being depleted excessively, almost causing latent ailments to flare up, a terrifying force suddenly surged over him.
He felt a great shock and quickly ceased his action while his True Qi burst forth in resistance.
However, the change came too suddenly, and he was utterly unable to react in time; his head boomed, his Martial Meridian instantly became chaotic, and he started bleeding from all seven orifices on the spot.
Fuck, I’ve been set up!
This was Yang Fei’s last thought before losing consciousness.
He never imagined that Tong Yan would suddenly strike him, especially while he was helping him.
He was completely unguarded at that moment, and with the significant depletion of True Yuan prior, he was in his most vulnerable state.
But why would he do this?
Such an action would also be very dangerous for both him and Tong Yunshu, so had the old man really become muddled?
With deep unwillingness and horror in his eyes, Yang Fei completely lost consciousness and fell into a coma.
Tong Yan suddenly cut off Yang Fei’s True Qi, causing a backlash against Yang Fei, and the price he paid was also tremendous—he vomited a mouthful of thick blood on the spot.
He had helped Tong Yunshu fully open her Martial Meridian, and the transmission of the Great Yellow Court Technique was halfway complete.
The other half was realization and understanding.
Tong Yunshu also opened her eyes at this moment, having bitten through the immense pain. Now, seeing Tong Yan striking out at Yang Fei, she was conscious and hurriedly turned to look towards Yang Fei, uncertainly asking Tong Yan, "Third Grandpa, what have you done to Yang Fei, you... how could you do this to him?"
Mustering a breath, Tong Yan let out a weak chuckle, "Girl, are you worried about your sweetheart?"
Tong Yunshu’s face flushed, but she had no mood for making jokes with Third Grandpa. She anxiously said, "Third Grandpa, Yang Fei will be alright, won’t he? Why did you do that?"
Extremely feeble and barely audible, Tong Yan said, "Don’t ask just yet, I... I still have some things to tell you about the realization and understanding of the Great Yellow Court."
Tong Yunshu, however, couldn’t calm her mind as she looked at the comatose Yang Fei.
Tong Yan sighed inwardly.
Girls are so outward in their affections.
He didn’t feel jealous, but rather relieved, saying, "The Great Yellow Court is one of the Taoist’s most mysterious inheritances, focusing on comprehension. Now that you’ve opened your Martial Meridian and the Inner Breath True Essence of the Great Yellow Court Technique I cultivated flows within you, your future practice will advance by leaps and bounds. Remember my comprehension of the Great Yellow Court, and I hope you’ll have a deeper understanding than Third Grandpa in the future. Only when you’ve grown on your own can you truly keep the Tong Family from falling. Understand?"
Realizing the gravity of the situation, Tong Yunshu nodded seriously as now she also considered herself a Martial Artist and could sense that Yang Fei was merely in a coma with steady breathing and no grave issues.
She nodded solemnly, humbly saying, "Third Grandpa, please tell me. I’ll remember and surely won’t disappoint you."
Thereupon, Tong Yan conveyed his lifelong comprehension of the Great Yellow Court Technique to Tong Yunshu.
After about thirty minutes, he became extremely weak, and with a laugh as faint as a wisp of silk, he said to Tong Yunshu, "Girl, Third Grandpa can help you no further. How much you’ll comprehend, whether you can surpass your Third Grandpa, I’m looking forward to it. Also, seize the opportunity today; he is yours tonight."
Tong Yunshu’s ears turned red immediately, and she said coyly, "Third Grandpa, don’t talk nonsense. I... I..."
"Girl, your Third Grandpa has some skill in reading people. Your love life will not complete itself without your initiative. I knocked this youngster out because, first, I didn’t want him to overhear the secrets of the Great Yellow Court Technique; it’s a precaution I’m taking. Second, it’s to give you a chance," he explained.
As he spoke, Tong Yan forcibly stood up. He was already at his limit, his life hanging by a thread, but he could not let Tong Yunshu know, could not let the child miss this opportunity.
The girl was too weak now, and the Tong Family was deeply entwined in a vast conspiracy in Binhai. Even with his legacy of the Great Yellow Court Technique, if she had no one to care for and support her, her life might be cut short.
So even if Yang Fei ended up hating him, he still had to do this.
"Remember my words. I’m too tired and need to return to my room for cultivation. Take good care of yourself," he said.
With that, Tong Yan went to another room in the suite.
The moment he closed the door, Tong Yan’s body curled up behind it, but a content smile crossed his face as he murmured to himself, "I’m relieved."
As for whether Tong Yunshu could really be so bold as to seize this opportunity, he had not a single worry.
First, he’d made the stakes clear, and second, the girl truly had tender feelings for Yang Fei.
Most importantly, during his recent impartation of the Great Yellow Court Technique, he’d also played a bit of a trick on Tong Yunshu. He believed that with this reminder, she would be unable to control that most primal of urges.
After Third Grandpa’s departure, Tong Yunshu, looking at the unconscious Yang Fei and thinking of Third Grandpa’s insinuating words, couldn’t help her heart race.
With her affections stirred, she found that a wild heat began coursing uncontrollably through her body, awakening a shamefully irresistible impulse.
Looking at Yang Fei’s handsome visage, recalling his loyal and affectionate nature, and remembering how he had saved her, she felt a fever building within, growing hotter by the moment.
Her daring and passionate nature proved to be the last straw for her dwindling rationality. With a soft grunt, she walked over, shaking hands, and picked up Yang Fei.
"Why hasn’t he come back yet?"
At the Binjiang Garden Villa.
Qin Yanyang sat on the living room couch watching a movie, having finished dinner.
For some reason, she was feeling restless today.
Just before leaving work, Yang Fei had sent her a message saying he might come back late because of some matters.
She had replied with a simple "okay."
It was almost nine-thirty, yet Yang Fei still hadn’t come home, nor had he called, which puzzled her.
After a moment’s thought, she picked up her cellphone on the side and dialed Yang Fei’s number.