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Chapter 312 Exhaustion
Yang Silang's eyes were so swollen that they were barely open.
He squinted at Hu Jiaoniang with a strange look, his voice almost squeezing out of his throat and floating in the sky, trembling.
With a mix of helplessness, resentment, fear, and lingering apprehension.
"My wife, tell me, who beat me up like this?"
During the day, Hu Jiaoniang really went all out.
With Yang Silang's keen senses, he could sense that the opponent's attack truly carried a restrained killing intent.
The murderous aura was palpable; there was no faking it.
Yet, he also showed some restraint, indicating he had held back his strength, which was also undeniable.
Otherwise, Yang Silang would know that he should be lying in a tomb right now, instead of still lying in bed.
Now he looks miserable and in excruciating pain, like a broken toy. Not a single muscle in his body is intact, and he doesn't even have the strength to lift a finger.
But the internal organs are fine, and important parts such as the Niwan Palace and Dantian are completely intact.
Therefore, Hu Jiaoniang used heavy force rather than lethal force during the day.
Yang Silang was also forced to use almost all his trump cards.
First, he used several rejuvenating techniques in conjunction with the powerful wood element of the Five Elements to prevent himself from collapsing from exhaustion.
He also forged Lei Yuan's body into a golden one, making his entire body as hard as steel and iron, greatly increasing his defense and making him both resilient and capable of fighting.
In the end, facing Hu Jiaoniang's heavy punches, Yang Silang also felt a surge of anger.
Although the golden light of merit did not seem to react in any unusual way, he was certain that he had fallen for a woman's trick.
Otherwise, how could I have fallen for it so quickly last night?
Yang Silang admitted that it was very tempting to have such a beautiful and charming concubine, Hu Fei, in front of him.
But I've spent time with Hu Jiaoniang before, how could I lose control so quickly?
If someone has already mastered something with only a vague or even hazy memory of it, that's highly suspicious.
He was relentlessly pursued by Hu Jiaoniang's heavy punches.
After using up his healing powers several times, Yang Silang could no longer recover his health, and he became furious.
He activated Qin Xi and used the Dragon Qi Spirit-Binding Divine Power to reduce Hu Jiaoniang's soul strength by half.
The Dragon Qi Divine Power can also enhance his own condition. By using a Dragon Qi Seed within his body as a guide, he draws upon Qin Xi's surging Dragon Qi, allowing his true Qi to briefly cross a major realm.
A surge of powerful true energy reappeared in his dried-up dantian.
Unfortunately, in the end, they narrowly lost.
He only managed to force Hu Jiaoniang back a few steps.
Hu Jiaoniang unleashed the true essence of the Ice Dragon Frost Heaven Fist.
His body moved like a dragon, his footwork incredibly agile, temporarily dodging the sharpness of Yang Silang's fists. His nimble figure could be seen everywhere in the room.
Most of Yang Silang's true energy was wasted, hitting the air and almost always just grazing past her clothes. Only a small portion of his true energy hit Hu Jiaoniang.
This was still within the confines of the room; if it were in an open area, Yang Silang estimated that he would be tossed around like a kite until he died, and might not even be able to touch the hem of her clothes.
With Qin Xi's blessing, Yang Silang's true energy doubled, but against an ordinary Grandmaster of Golden Marrow like Fu Liunian, he might still be able to go toe-to-toe for dozens of rounds.
It's clearly not enough to deal with the great demon Hu Jiaoniang.
Yang Silang suddenly unleashed the power of Qin Xi's blessing, but Hu Jiaoniang used her soft palm technique to deflect the heavy punches one by one, avoiding direct confrontation. After a quarter of an hour...
Yang Silang's high spirits subsided, and the Qin Jade Seal could only provide him with a moment of glory for a quarter of an hour; after that, it could no longer enhance his status.
Hu Jiaoniang seized the opportunity and unleashed more than ten punches, knocking him to the ground.
Only then did he stop, completely satisfied.
Yang Silang only had one trump card left, which meant he could use his Divine Strike ability once more.
However, he estimated that even with his divine strike, he was still no match for the power enhanced by the dragon's energy, and would only suffer one or two more punches.
Hu Jiaoniang seemed to still have energy left, so he simply gave up resisting.
"How can someone so weak be my man, Hu Jiaoniang's man?" Hu Jiaoniang mocked even after winning the fight.
"From now on, every day after you come back from guarding the city, whenever you have time, practice boxing with me."
"I'll say it again: I'll acknowledge you as my husband the moment you beat me."
The fight took place in the morning.
Yang Silang, on the other hand, stayed in bed for a whole day.
Hu Jiaoniang's final Ice Dragon Frost Fist struck his body, freezing him almost solid into an ice block, leaving him lying like a corpse for a day.
This punch contained a chilling intent within its true energy, sealing his blood and true energy, chilling him from bone marrow to internal organs, and from internal organs to muscles, bones, and flesh.
Even the soul in the Niwan Palace was frozen, and thoughts turned several times slower.
Fortunately, Yang Silang still had one more supernatural power left. After using the Rejuvenation Divine Power, he recovered some of his true energy and used the Tide-Generating Myriad Trees Force to generate vigorous vitality within his body, striving to resist that cold true energy.
in this way.
Night was approaching.
Hu Jiaoniang observed his blood and qi reactions and was amazed.
"Good, good, your physical condition is indeed extraordinary."
"In that case, I will continue my battle with you tomorrow."
"You're too weak now, how could you possibly be worthy of me?"
"You're too weak now, how could you possibly be worthy of me?"
Yang Silang didn't even have the strength to roll his eyes.
Hu Jiaoniang, you don't mean to arrange a ghost marriage for me, do you?
This isn't a practice match; you're clearly trying to get rid of me, and you're doing it slowly and painstakingly, without giving me a quick and easy victory.
One day is unbearable, how can I want to come every day afterward?
Fortunately, during the day he could hide under the pretense of guarding the city, and at night, when the young girl Hu Jiaoniang took control of her body, he could avoid this beating.
Otherwise, life would be unbearable.
But Hu Jiaoniang seemed to know what he was thinking and said with a cold laugh.
"Let's get the ugly truth out of the box."
"No matter how busy things are up in the city, you have to make time to come back."
"Otherwise, if I catch you, I'll use all my strength to send you to meet Buddha..."
"By the way, to help you recover faster and be in better condition for the battle the next day," she took out a jade bottle from her storage ring, "this is a secret medicinal oil offered by the royal family, called Imperial Dragon Rejuvenation Powder."
"His specialty is healing injuries and restoring vitality and blood circulation. Even if you can't get out of bed on the first day, it won't affect your martial arts practice on the second day."
"Ordinary people would love to use these, but I have quite a few in my storage ring."
Hu Jiaoniang sneered repeatedly.
"My lord, in order to help you defeat me sooner, I will provide you with this medicinal oil without reservation."
Yang Silang almost fainted upon hearing this.
This woman is too vengeful; that's not good. She's not as carefree as Mo Xinlian.
Right now, in bed.
The young girl, Hu Jiaoniang, was in control of her body with her soul, holding the Dragon Restoration Powder in her hand, still unaware of the situation.
Faced with Yang Silang's somber question.
She realized what was happening and covered her mouth in surprise.
"Husband...did the other me do this during the day?"
"How could she bring herself to use such force?"
Hu Jiaoniang reached out to touch Yang Silang's injuries with heartache, but her fingertips touched Yang Silang's arm.
The man grimaced in pain.
The physical pain wasn't unbearable, but Yang Silang had developed a psychological trauma from looking at those delicate hands.
Those hands touching him felt more painful than a steel knife scraping his flesh.
"Just bear with it..."
Hu Jiaoniang almost burst into tears.
She removed Yang Silang's clothes, poured the medicinal oil onto her hand, and dissolved it with her demonic power, filling the room with a refreshing medicinal fragrance.
Her ten fingers moved like flowing clouds and water, brushing over Yang Silang's body with lightness as if boneless, touching and leaving in an instant. After a long while, she finally covered Yang Silang's entire body with medicinal oil.
Yang Silang was in so much pain that he was sweating profusely, and Hu Jiaoniang also had a light sweat on her forehead.
She let out a long breath, turned her eyes, and hugged Yang Silang in her arms. Her little face was flushed, her eyes seemed to be dripping with water, and she whispered softly.
"My lord, she bullied you during the day, so I will make it up to you tonight as an apology..."
"It's okay that you can't move your hands and feet, I'll take care of you tonight," she said shyly.
Yang Silang's eyes widened, and he trembled with anger.
Sister, this isn't compensation, this is murder!
If you do it on Monday, Wednesday, or Friday tonight, she'll definitely come back with a 20 or 60 tomorrow, and you'll get your revenge twice as much!
He was in so much pain that he couldn't move his body. His lips parted slightly as he was about to refuse, but his lips were sealed shut.
As night deepened and the candlelight flickered red, Yang Silang was slowly lost in a tender embrace and a warm kiss.
Well……
A different perspective isn't bad either; getting beaten up during the day leads to more comfort at night.
Oh well, let's try to find some humor in this misery...
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The next day.
A slow, four-beat gong sounded outside.
Bang—bang bang bang bang!
"Go to bed early and get up early, take care of your health..."
This is the night watchman calling out his usual call; it's already the fifth watch of the night.
Once the watchmen have finished patrolling their assigned areas, they can go their shifts.
It was still dark outside.
But for ordinary people, a new day begins with making a living.
On the makeshift double bed in the study.
In the double-breasted quilt, Yang Silang lay on his side, moved his arm, and opened his eyes.
Before him lay a woman with flowing black hair and a slender, jade-like back, her body burning like fire.
"Are we going to defend the city?" Hu Jiaoniang also woke up and turned around.
Yang Silang nodded, got up and dressed.
"You should sleep a little longer..." He stopped Hu Jiaoniang from getting up.
Hu Jiaoniang smiled and squinted as she watched the man get dressed.
"This Imperial Dragon Rejuvenation Powder truly lives up to its reputation."
"Yesterday my whole body was covered in bruises, but now only a light blue layer remains."
"My lord, how are you feeling?"
As she spoke, she waved her hand and used a water mirror technique, while simultaneously rekindling the extinguished candle flame.
The clear water from the teapot in the room turned into a water mirror right in front of Yang Silang.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Yang Silang saw that the deep bruises and swelling had completely disappeared, and his body shape and facial features had returned to normal. However, his skin was light blue, making him look somewhat eerie.
He clicked his tongue in amazement.
Without stopping, he quickly put on his clothes. He got off the ground and practiced a few boxing stances. He felt relaxed all over, and his blood and energy were much stronger than during normal cultivation.
I wonder if the effects of that Imperial Dragon Rejuvenation Powder are too miraculous.
If you hadn't experienced it firsthand, you wouldn't know that you were beaten so badly yesterday that you couldn't get out of bed.
Yang Silang bids farewell to Hu Jiaoniang.
Hu Jiaoniang stretched out her arm, her face showing reluctance, and the two then lingered together for a while longer.
Yang Silang had given up entirely.
He left the study and headed to the guest room, where he saw Wang Daniu, Fu Hongying, and Xiao Yue, as well as the whole family.
Everyone glanced at him furtively, but no one dared to ask any questions.
Yesterday, Yang Silang and Hu Jiaoniang sparred inside a room isolated by an array.
However, no one was stupid. Only Yang Silang and Hu Jiaoniang were inside the house. Yang Silang was perfectly fine before they entered.
When he came out, he was exhaling more than he was inhaling, and he had gained a lot of weight, looking like a bronze terracotta warrior.
Unless it was Hu Jiaoniang who did it, it couldn't have been Yang Silang who harmed himself, right?
With tears in their eyes, Sister Yang and Fifth Sister felt sorry for their brother (elder brother). He had become a grandmaster, but he had married a fierce and shrewish woman who dared to defy the Heavenly Gang.
I really don't know how a woman who is so beautiful and delicate could be so powerful.
Yang Silang coughed and invited everyone to eat.
They won't mention it, and he won't either. Being thick-skinned has its advantages, especially considering how the young girl Hu Jiaoniang served him last night.
The person in question woke up today, and I reckon they got a severe beating.
Since you're going to get beaten up every day, you might as well be shameless to the end. Anyway, everyone's gotten used to it after seeing it every day...