Chapter Fifty-Three: Drinking Blood and Charging the Pass

  Ling Yun took out the snake gall and handed it to Huang Rong: "Rong, take this, swallow it whole."

  "What's the point? I don't want to." Huang Rong shook her head repeatedly, refusing. Although she was clever and eccentric, she was still a girl after all, and couldn't shake off her feminine nature. She had an inherent dislike for these kinds of snakes and insects. If they were carefully cooked by her, they might be edible, but being asked to swallow this freshly slaughtered bloody thing raw was something she couldn't accept.

  "Rong'er, this snake gall is the best antidote, but it seems that you have to swallow it raw and can't delay for too long. Rong'er, listen to me, swallow it, after swallowing it, you won't need to be afraid of venomous snakes or insects anymore."

  "You'd better eat it, Linghu Chong. It's all the same whether you or I eat it. Anyway, I don't want to eat this smelly thing." Huang Rong still refused to eat and instead wanted Linghu Chong to have it.

  Ling Muyun said, "Rong'er, you don't know this, but the internal skill I've been practicing originally has the effect of driving out and detoxifying poison. This snake gall is good, but it doesn't have much effect on me. On the other hand, for you, in the future when we travel the jianghu together, it's inevitable that we'll encounter people who use poison. If you eat this snake gall, then afterwards you won't be afraid of poison, and I can also feel at ease."

  Under Ling Yun's persistent persuasion, Huang Rong finally nodded in agreement. In fact, she had refused because on the one hand, she disliked the taste of the snake gall, and on the other hand, she wanted to let Ling Yun eat it. Now that she heard Ling Yun say that his internal strength itself has a miraculous effect of driving out poison, she no longer insisted on giving it to him, pinched her nose and swallowed the precious snake gall whole.

  Seeing Huang Rong swallow the snake gall, Ling Yun's expression changed to one of relief and he nodded his head. As he had said, from now on, the two would inevitably encounter people who use poison when traveling through Jianghu. Not to mention others, just the Western Venom, Ouyang Feng and his nephew Ouyang Ke were two people they couldn't avoid. If Huang Rong didn't have some ability to resist poison, he really wouldn't be able to put his mind at ease.

  As for himself, it's easy to handle. The Nine Suns Divine Art has almost reached a small completion, and after drinking the precious snake blood, his resistance to poison will also be elevated to a fairly high level. It is estimated that only some of the world's most potent poisons can still pose a threat to him, while ordinary deadly poisons are basically harmless to him. Moreover, with the system by his side, he will have plenty of opportunities to find other antidotes in the future. To say nothing of others, once he enters the Tianlong World and eats the Zhuohe Pearl, what poison can he still fear?

  After eating the snake gall, Huang Rong began to cook the snake. The first thing to do was naturally the snake blood, after all, this snake's most precious part was its blood, and it had to be taken care of first.

  Ling Yun was still a bit worried, fearing that cooking the snake blood would cause it to lose its medicinal properties. After all, in the original history, Guo Jing had drunk it raw, who knew whether cooking it would retain its original efficacy? However, Huang Rong guaranteed with utmost confidence that her cooked snake blood not only wouldn't lose its medicinal properties but would also allow the body to absorb the medicinal properties of the snake blood to the greatest extent.

  Originally, Huang Rong was bored and quiet on Peach Blossom Island, so she liked to read some miscellaneous books to relieve her boredom. Later, for some reason, she became fascinated with cooking and, with her innate intelligence, naturally learned quickly and soon mastered a high level of culinary skills. Since Huang Yaoshi was the world's top polymath, Peach Blossom Island had many collections, including various types of books, including cookbooks, and even many medicinal recipes. Huang Rong once saw a recipe for cooking a snake stew in an ancient medicinal cookbook, which is why she confidently promised Ling Yun to make it for him.

  Since Huang Rong said it with such conviction, Ling Yun naturally wouldn't disappoint her by not agreeing. Moreover, the precious snake's blood was pungent and bitter, if they didn't cook it before drinking, it really wasn't a wonderful thing to do. If they could let Huang Rong prepare it to be both effective and delicious, that would be for the best. Fortunately, Huang Rong had previously considered the possibility of returning to make medicine, so when leaving Liangzi Weng's residence, she casually took some necessary medicinal materials, saving Ling Yun from having to go out and buy them in the middle of the night.

  Huang Rong's craftsmanship was truly unmatched, and in no time at all, a pot of fragrant snake blood soup was ready. Then, Ling Miao Yun put the snake corpse back into the bamboo basket and carried it back to the guest room, while Huang Rong held the finished snake blood soup and returned to the room with Ling Miao Yun.

  On the way back to his room, Ling Yun accidentally bumped into Guo Jing standing in the yard, seemingly lost in thought. He called out, "Brother Guo, what are you standing here like a fool thinking about?"

  "Ah?" Guo Jing was slightly stunned, then scratched his head and said foolishly: "Nothing, nothing."

  Actually, Guo Jing was worried about his emotional problems. Huazheng and Mu Nianci had been entangled in his mind, which is also the reason why he didn't stay in the room at night but ran out to stand foolishly. However, although Guo Jing was a bit dull, he also knew that this kind of thing shouldn't be spread all over the world, so when Ling Muyun asked him, he rarely didn't answer truthfully. It wasn't that he didn't trust Ling Muyun, but rather that he was afraid of being laughed at by Huang Rong beside him.

  "Alright, never mind what you're thinking about for now. Rong'er has just made a pot of snake blood soup with her own hands. Come on, let's go to the room together and have a taste. Whatever it is can wait until after we've eaten." Ling Mu Yun invited Guo Jing.

  Huang Rong was neither pleased nor displeased, she may be a lady but not petty-minded. Although the snake blood is a rare treasure, Guo Jing after all is their friend, so it's normal to share some with him. Besides, there's a whole pot of snake blood soup, even if only Ling Zhi and she were eating, they might not finish it either.

  "Alright." Guo Jing nodded in agreement. He had grown up in Mongolia, was straightforward and sincere, but didn't understand courtesy, and when it came to treating others, he was also extremely genuine.

  Three people came to Ling Muyun's room, and after waiting for Ling Muyun to put the snake corpse in a good place, they started eating together. As for Huang Rong's craftsmanship, it was truly unparalleled. A pot of snake blood soup was cooked by her with a fragrant aroma that filled the nostrils, tender and smooth to the taste, without any hint of its original fishy smell. Even if one didn't consider the powerful effects of this snake blood soup, it was still an extremely rare delicacy. Ling Muyun and Guo Jing almost swallowed their tongues while eating, repeatedly praising Huang Rong's craftsmanship. Huang Rong heard Ling Muyun's praise and felt happy in her heart, which also increased her appetite slightly, making her eat a bit more than usual.

  After a big feast, the snake blood soup was almost gone, and it was used up. Among them, Ling Mu Yun ate the most, he didn't eat dinner originally, and with delicious food in front of him, he naturally ate a lot, half of the snake blood soup went into his stomach.

  Guo Jing and Huang Rong ate roughly the same amount, Huang Rong being a woman originally had a small appetite, while Guo Jing had already eaten dinner and had some reserves in his stomach, even if his appetite was wide open, it would be difficult to put too much food in.

  After finishing the snake soup, the three of them only felt that their whole body was hot and stuffy, as if they were roasting by a big fire. Ling Yun knew that this was the medicinal effect of the snake blood gradually taking effect, so he hurriedly let Huang Rong and Guo Jing sit down to cultivate and digest the medicinal power, and then he himself sat cross-legged in meditation to start cultivating.

  As soon as he entered the meditation, Ling Muyun suddenly felt the fiery medicinal power transformed from the snake blood soup spreading throughout his body. He quickly activated the Nine Yang Divine Technique to circulate the Nine Yang True Qi in his body and dissolve the snake blood's medicinal power. After these powers merged with his True Qi, Ling Muyun suddenly felt his internal energy stirring and boiling like a pot of boiling water. As the inner force flowed through his acupoints, they swelled up, and the thick, churning True Qi surged through the acupoints, unexpectedly impacting the ** point below his crotch.

  Ling Muyun's heart was filled with joy, the Qihai and Baihui points at the bottom of his abdomen and the top of his head were the starting and ending points of the Ren and Du meridians. These two acupoints separated the Ren and Du meridians, preventing them from communicating with each other. Only by opening up the Ren and Du meridians and circulating the small Zhou Tian could a martial artist enter the realm of true Qi circulation and cultivate their postnatal Qi to perfection. The phenomenon of true Qi spontaneously breaking through the passes was a sign that the Ren and Du meridians were about to open, so he didn't dare to slack off, pouring all his heart and soul into the flow of true Qi, using his intention to guide it towards the Qihai point with powerful impact.

  However, **hole as the Ren and Du two meridians' dividing key hole**, it's not that easy to break through. The surging true energy rushes to the front of the **hole**, just like hitting an iron door, and the momentum is suddenly frustrated and rolled back. Ling Mu Yun was not discouraged, and with his intention, he gathered the retreating true energy into a strand and struck the **hole again...

  Like this, time and time again, the impact and collision, also do not know how many times the impact, originally unshakeable **hole finally appeared signs of loosening, Ling Mu Yun suddenly greatly delighted, once again condensed true energy to impact and go.

  In the midst of the thought, only a loud noise was heard, as if something had burst, and the vast true energy finally broke through the **hole this pass gate, the true energy in the Ren pulse rushed into the Du pulse, merged with the true energy that had been growing in the Du pulse, and together they opened up the passes and apertures, surging upwards towards the Baihui point on the top of the head...