Chapter 124: All Good Brothers

"Really?"

Yun Xuanmo heard the words and was overjoyed; a flash of astonishment crossed his eyes.

While speaking, he shone even more brilliantly.

He really liked this.

"We are brothers; how could it be false?"

Yang Jun, with a righteous expression, spoke while his hand rummaged in his sleeve and produced a copy of "Imperial Uncle" which he handed to Yun Xuanmo.

Yun Xuanmo snatched it, glanced around to see no one, hurriedly opened the cover, examined it, and his face lit up with delight.

"Not bad, not bad; look at this art style, look at this layout—still exactly what I like best!"

"Yang Jun, you actually carry this around? Aren't you afraid that Xi Yue might check it at any time—what would you do if she found out?"

Yun Xuanmo flipped through the pages, admiring them, while Yang Jun kept watch, preventing anyone from suddenly appearing.

"Indeed I'm afraid, but I know you need this."

Yang Jun still wore a sincere expression, a solemn and righteous demeanor.

"It's just that on the day of the wedding, I originally wanted to give you this book, but alas, there were too many people and eyes about."

"Afterward, you never came to my mansion, so I had no choice but to carry it with me at all times, hoping that when we meet again I can give you this book."

"Seeing you today is perfect, isn't it?"

Yang Jun's sincerity made Yun Xuanmo feel a bit apologetic.

Today I intended to see Zhou Tian, but instead Yang Jun arranged a meeting.

You know, Yang Jun and he are also connected by the title of "brother-in-law".

Now, I didn't go to see Yang Jun, yet he gave me a "treasure"; thinking this, Yun Xuanmo's guilt grew even stronger.

Yun Xuanmo heard Yang Jun's heartfelt words and nodded vigorously.

"Hmm, I understand our brotherly bond; rest assured, I know what to do."

Yun Xuanmo also looked excited; for him, this could not be better.

He looked at Yang Jun, and suddenly an idea came to mind.

"Isn't my Father Emperor wanting me to learn the Imperial Dragon Sacred Skill?"

Yang Jun easily defeated Zhou Tian in the ancestral temple.

If so, there are some things I cannot immediately grasp; wouldn't it be perfect to ask Yang Jun for guidance?

Between us, it's not merely the relationship of nephew-in-law and brother-in-law.

Moreover, we are also good brothers!

If I ask for instruction, how could he refuse to teach me?

Thinking this way, Yun Fengyun couldn't help but nod repeatedly, fully approving of this matter.

Yang Jun was somewhat taken aback by Yun Xuanmo's scrutiny.

Seeing Yun Xuanmo nod now and then, smile now and then, his expression and demeanor were as lewd as could be.

Such a situation left Yang Jun quite surprised.

"Could the power of this little 'Imperial Uncle' really be this great?"

If he were to unleash his bestial nature later, what should I do?

Should I flee quickly?

Or should I go all out and strike him down hard?

"Yang Jun, I also have a copy here, a 'Little Imperial Uncle' you've never seen!"

Yun Xuanmo made up his mind and spoke.

At the same time, he reached out and grabbed Yang Jun's hand.

"Let's go; we should discuss this at your mansion."

Such matters should be discussed in a safe place.

"No way; I've read all the books under heaven—how could there be an Imperial Uncle I haven't seen?"

Yang Jun snorted coldly and lifted his chin.

Yun Xuanmo leaned close to Yang Jun, looking mysterious, and flashed the book.

"What? The Imperial Dragon Sacred Skill?"

Yang Jun, at a glance, saw the cover and the title.

Although the name is very familiar, I seem unable to grasp the book's secrets.

After a little more thought, Yang Jun subconsciously nodded.

Ah, this isn't Yun Fengyun's secret divine skill, is it?

Yun Fengyun became a grand master precisely because he cultivated the Imperial Dragon Sacred Skill—and now it's been delivered right before my eyes?

Yang Jun escorted Yun Xuanmo carefully back to the Prince's Mansion; upon entering, they chatted and laughed, though their smiles were lewd and their movements suspicious.

Yun Xiyue saw this scene and widened her eyes even more.

Is this... bringing back a wild man?

No way; they've only just been married a short while.

Moreover, the important point is that this wild man is actually her own brother, her blood brother!

At that moment, Yang Jun and Yun Xuanmo entered the room and seemed eager.

As the secret manual was unfolded, their heads drew close together.

"It consists of three layers: first layer, Imperial Manifest; second layer, Imperial Presence; third layer, Imperial Dragon?"

"The first layer manifests the aura of a king, focusing on one's own bearing; a talented strong person can achieve it in a month—isn't that quite easy?"

The second layer: heavy fist and foot, ruling the world—using various fist and foot techniques to achieve great accomplishment requires one year; well, that time isn't long.

The third layer: King Dragon, requires ten years to enter the hall—what? That's so hard!

Yang Jun read, while Yun Xuanmo wore a solemn expression.

These are merely a chapter summary at the beginning of the secret manual.

Yun Xuanmo wore a bitter expression; this was given to him by the Father Emperor.

But he could not thoroughly understand all of this.

Now, the only thing left is to seek help from Yang Jun, to see if we can find a solution.

Yang Jun's flipping speed was extremely fast, and while flipping, he was also silently memorizing.

He glanced at Yun Xuanmo and nodded at him.

Now, step by step, we will learn what we need to learn; even if there are still confusing parts later, as long as we accumulate, maybe everything will suddenly become clear.

Yang Jun's words made Yun Xuanmo nod involuntarily.

Like this: I will first break it down and explain.

Yang Jun spoke again; as he spoke, he slowly sank into a horse stance, while explaining to Yun Xuanmo.

But actually, it's also just right—we can take this opportunity to go over all of this again and firmly remember it.

Sink the qi into the dantian.

Where is the dantian?

When the breath circulates and settles in the abdomen, that is the dantian.

Then what?

Focus the spirit, gather the qi, then emit the breath.

Repeatedly practicing, the strength gradually increases.

Between shouts, the aura is astonishing.

Yun Xuanmo widened his eyes, his face full of shock.

Yang Jun, how did you do this? This is indeed extraordinary, as if you've become a different person.

Yun Xuanmo said this, his eyes full of joy.

Come, I will teach you.

Yang Jun tirelessly explained again and again.

No, I still can't; am I too stupid?

After a long while, Yun Xuanmo let out a sigh.

You are a bit slow; I have already reached third grade, while you have just begun—don't you see how big the gap is?

Take it slow, accumulate little by little.

Besides, you are a prince, descendant of the king; this imperial bearing is none other than the foundation of the King Dragon Holy Skill—you will surely be stronger than me.

Yang Jun spoke with a smile, patting Yun Xuanmo on the shoulder.