Never Taking a Loss

"Good, good! Kid! I'm very pleased. Come out here, I want to see your martial arts skills again!"

Huang Yaoshi laughed heartily!

He stood up and was about to walk outside.

At this time, Ji Boying also wanted to spar with Huang Yaoshi, but he coveted Ji Boying 'Huang Yaoshi martial arts from Peach Blossom Island more than sparring with him.

He smiled and said, "Uncle-Master, please wait a moment. There's no rush to test my martial arts skills. I still have gifts to give you."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of Chen Xuanfeng's skin from his bosom.

I have already mastered all the skills in the second volume of the Nine Yin Manual. Guo Jing, Huang Rong, and Hong Qigong have also memorized the skills in it. Although their mastery levels are different, they can naturally practice them slowly in the future if they like.

This manual is useless now.

"This is the second volume of the Nine Yin Manual, which I obtained from Mei Chaofeng."

Huang Yaoshi's pupils contracted, and his face turned cold.

This skill has now become his obsession.

Given his pride, even if he were defeated by the skills in the Nine Yin Manual one day, he would probably only feel ashamed and humiliated, grit his teeth, and go into seclusion to create a skill that could rival his own.

But it was greed that led to all these troubles back then, and the Nine Yin Manual became a knot in my heart.

Huang Yaoshi reached out and took it, coldly saying, "Mei Chaofeng deserved to die, but not at your hands."

Although Ji Boying was smiling, he cursed inwardly, thinking that this dog was like a dog, always changing its face and biting people.

If Ji Boying hadn't known that this guy's personality was so eccentric, he would have been extremely annoyed.

Although Huang Yaoshi's expression was cold and his words were unpleasant, he wasn't actually that angry.

Seeing that he showed no intention of making a move or taking any further action, his harsh words were nothing more than a matter of saving face, and that he was also upset by this skill and had a lot of resentment that he didn't know where to vent.

After all, his momentary greed led to the death of his wife, and his skills also caused two ambitious wolves to betray him, resulting in the loss of his four disciples, who are now scattered, some dead and some crippled.

"Father, if it weren't for Brother Ji's superior martial arts skills, Mei Ruohua would have helped the Jin people kill me."

Huang Rong helped mediate between them.

Having been given a way out, Huang Yaoshi readily accepted it, only humming twice.

"You're such a clever and mischievous person, lying to your father for outsiders. If you told him your background, that beast wouldn't dare lay a finger on you even if he had ten lives."

With Huang Yaoshi saying this, the matter was considered closed.

Huang Rong understood him well, not only saying that Mei Ruohua was going to attack him, but also that Mei Chaofeng was helping the Jin people.

How could someone like Huang Yaoshi, who frequently recited patriotic frontier poems, not care? His dislike for Mei Chaofeng naturally intensified.

"Have you all practiced the skills shown here?"

Huang Yaoshi asked Ji Boying.

"The three of us practiced it, and even Seventh Master practiced some of it. However, given his temperament, he would only borrow some of the martial arts moves from it and incorporate them into his own martial arts."

Upon hearing this, Huang Yaoshi felt a sense of urgency.

I had already taken it to heart when I first heard Ji Boying mention exchanging martial arts techniques with Hong Qigong.

Ji Boying's skill level is now only slightly inferior to theirs, and he may have even surpassed them in some of his techniques.

Another person of extraordinary talent, when we meet, the exchange of inspiration is naturally very beneficial.

Hong Qigong has a deep foundation and excellent comprehension. With this alone, he might make a breakthrough, not to mention the addition of half a scroll of the Nine Yin Manual.

Although the second half of the Nine Yin Manual only contains a few martial arts moves, these moves are still quite remarkable.

This was enough to provide a lot of inspiration for Hong Qigong's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and Dog Beating Staff Technique.

It seems I need to work harder too.

Although he wouldn't admit it, he still considered Hong Qigong and his group as formidable rivals, fearing that they might be overtaken if they weren't careful.

"You little rascal, you certainly know how to be generous with other people's money."

Huang Yaoshi glanced at Ji Boying.

However, he wasn't angry. This half-volume Nine Yin Manual had been passed on to four people, two of whom were his daughter and son-in-law. If he were to learn it himself, his own family would benefit more.

Wrong!

Pah! Pah!

What a son-in-law! What bad luck!

Huang Yaoshi glared at Guo Jing again, leaving Guo Jing bewildered and speechless.

"Uncle Huang, the Nine Yin Manual was originally won back by my master Wang Chongyang, okay? It's just that Zhou Botong was too foolish and was completely deceived by you."

Ji Boying was saying this, Ying Gu became excited and wanted to interrupt.

However, having been disciplined by Ji Boying during this period, he had become more disciplined and refrained from speaking.

While Huang Yaoshi did gain an advantage by deceiving Zhou Botong, the series of events that followed were truly regrettable.

Huang Yaoshi had the lower volume of the Nine Yin Manual but never practiced it.

He wanted to collect Nine Yin Manual to burn for his wife, to comfort her spirit in heaven.

Now, stimulated by Hong Qigong's progress, I've developed the desire to practice myself.

"I'll just take a casual look back. I don't necessarily need to practice. I'll just see what benefits the Old Beggar has received."

Huang Yaoshi was thinking to himself.

He said, "Didn't you know that your master gave an order that Quanzhen Sect disciples are forbidden from practicing the Nine Yin Manual?"

Ji Boying shook his head generously, "My master didn't tell me, and neither did my fellow disciples."

This is blatant cheating.

They obviously knew.

Huang Yaoshi thought to himself, "Your master has been dead for many years. How could I tell you that he might not even know you, a wild disciple who sprang from a crack in a rock, even in the ground? Not to mention your senior brothers, why would they think of the Nine Yin Manual?"

He knew Ji Boying was a sly fellow, but he didn't actually dislike him; in fact, he liked people who were unconventional.

"Uncle-Master, you've kept Zhou Botong locked up on Peach Blossom Island for so many years. You should have let go of your anger by now. He's just a muddle-headed guy. Why bother with him? His wife has been waiting for over ten years. Her hair has turned white from waiting. You should release him."

"What nonsense! Where did Zhou Botong get a wife?"

Ji Boying pointed to Ying Gu, who was standing to the side, looking anxious but not daring to speak recklessly.

"Look, that's right. They had another son who was killed by Qiu Qianren long ago, and Zhou Botong didn't even know about it. Since I took her as Registered Disciple, I naturally have to help her out."

He then clearly explained the cause and effect of the matter between Ying Gu and Zhou Botong, as well as the relationship between himself and Ying Gu.

Huang Yaoshi finally burst into hearty laughter.

"Well, well, you little rascal, you really won't suffer any loss. Just because you called out 'Master' in the direction of Wang Chongyang's grave, you want to drain the Quanzhen Sect's martial arts and drive their 80,000 disciples to the battlefield. Now you have another uncle, you haven't even met him or paid any respects, yet you've already found his wife and taken her as your disciple."

"I see that you not only refuse to call Zhou Botong your senior uncle, but you probably also won't let go of the Nine Yin Manual in his possession."