Chapter 95: She Will Impart the Skill

Yang Jun didn't answer; after all, for such matters, saying too much sometimes is not good.

Isn't there a saying that the more you talk, the more mistakes you make, and the less you talk, the fewer mistakes?

"Listen carefully now, I'm only going to say this once."

Mo Qingyan also didn't dwell on that matter any further, but immediately spoke up, giving a response.

Especially in such a matter, she still understood how certain things should be carried out.

Yang Jun is all talk, and his actions are also somewhat improper.

However, his analysis of the situation is also quite accurate.

After all, in such matters, those who need to follow this can thereby resolve the problem.

Mo Qingyan hurriedly recited the secrets she had memorized, one by one.

"Calm your mind, while memorizing the heart method, and practice with me, palms facing each other, to see if we can merge our inner energy."

Mo Qingyan well knew that at this moment, she could not afford to be careless.

If there is even the slightest thing amiss, it will cause even more trouble, possibly even irreversible consequences.

Precisely for this reason, even though Mo Qingyan harbored many dissatisfactions, she still strove to steady her mind and recount every related matter here.

"Don't worry, how could there be anything improper between us?"

Yang Jun smiled again, and a flash of evil crossed his eyes.

Their palms touched, and in that moment they pressed tightly together.

Mo Qingyan's palm was soft and icy; upon contact, Yang Jun's heart stirred.

【This woman, why is her face so red? Could it be that she hasn't even trained and yet gone into qi deviation?】

"Can you please shut up?"

"How can you be so fierce, woman? I haven't even spoken."

"In short, shut up, don't think about anything else, focus!"

Mo Qingyan shouted at Yang Jun, speaking continuously.

At this moment, her eyes flashed with even more evil and a chill.

Given the current situation, for Mo Qingyan, since she has chosen to lower her head, it means that everything here can no longer be changed.

There's only one path, to go dark to the end.

"Don't think about anything else; in a moment my inner power will merge into your body, enter your dantian—remember to steady your mind, you must do this!"

【Steady the mind? What does that mean? Don't you trust me? Does it mean I can't control myself?】

Yang Jun was thinking that, when suddenly he saw Mo Qingyan bite her lower lip hard; in an instant, her breath became disordered and her inner power went awry.

【What, her own inner power is disordered?】

【Still boasting about her prowess here, turns out it's just this.】

Yang Jun really didn't quite understand, couldn't figure out what was happening.

Mo Qingyan then glared at him, but didn't dare to take any further action.

All she could do was steady her own breath.

If she heard Yang Jun's nonsensical words again, she would surely be driven to anger.

Mo Qingyan took a deep breath, steadied her mind, and slowly two streams of powerful energy flowed through her palms into Yang Jun's body.

"What is spilled can be recovered" also means that one's own strength can likewise be regained and retrieved.

Power surged forth, entering Yang Jun's body.

In an instant, Yang Jun also felt the benefit of this.

"What is spilled can be recovered" allows, while circulating one's inner power, to lend strength to another for a short time, thereby enhancing their power.

Yang Jun felt Mo Qingyan's inner power enter his body; instantly, his power surged wildly.

The inner energy circulated in his dantian, making Yang Jun even more shocked and delighted.

Although this inner power was not his own, it easily propelled him from a third-rank martial artist directly to fourth-rank.

After reaching fourth rank, this power nevertheless did not stop.

It continued to increase, climbing all the way to fifth rank, only then gradually slowing.

Great!

Yang Jun, overexcited, opened his eyes to see Mo Qingyan before him, drenched in fragrant sweat.

At this moment, after Mo Qingyan had transferred all her inner power to Yang Jun, her body grew weak.

In such a state, Mo Qingyan's body tilted and she fell toward Yang Jun.

Seeing this, Yang Jun quickly reached out and pulled Mo Qingyan into his arms.

Mo Qingyan's body went limp, and Yang Jun exerted force with both hands.

In that instant, warm, fragrant, soft jade was in his embrace.

He inhaled the fragrance of the beauty in his arms, feeling deeply satisfied.

Mo Qingyan's action left her own strength extremely weak.

Now, in the short term, even a slight attack would be impossible for her to fend off.

"Thank you!"

Yang Jun, rarely so serious, thanked Mo Qingyan.

Mo Qingyan, held in Yang Jun's embrace, was taken advantage of by his hands.

At this moment, Mo Qingyan felt both shame and anger; though she wanted to scold, she could only glare at Yang Jun before her.

"How long can you endure?"

Mo Qingyan took a deep breath, striving to steady her mind..

Generally, from one two-hour period to two two-hour period.

Yang Jun also answered solemnly, his eyes completely showing an expression that looked utterly genuine.

What? That long?

Mo Qingyan was shocked, her eyes wide open.

Right, otherwise, let's give it a try?

Yang Jun became interested, he put his arm around Mo Qingyan, looking eager to try.

You!

At this moment, Mo Qingyan finally understood, what the heck this bastard Yang Jun was actually saying.

While speaking, he also helplessly shook his head.

Don't mess around, I want to ask you, how long can this divine skill of retrieving overturned water be maintained in your body?

Mo Qingyan said, letting out a faint sigh.

Given the current situation, for her, this is already the utmost she can do.

Now, Yang Jun's internal aura has at least reached the fifth rank.

So, perhaps he still has the strength to fight Zhou Tian.

Exactly so, at this moment, everything that needs to be accomplished and dealt with must still be considered; next, Yang Jun's actual combat strength.

I was actually talking about this divine skill; you wouldn't be thinking of something else, would you?

Yang Jun suddenly adopted a solemn tone, speaking repeatedly.

In that moment, a flash of shame and anger crossed Mo Qingyan's eyes; she really wanted to beat this guy up badly.

【Ah, this woman, still thinking I'd think of something with her.】

【Unfortunately, the previous experience was simply not enough.】

Yang Jun was thinking these things in his heart, and Mo Qingyan gave him another hateful glare.

This man is truly petty.

Even now, he's still thinking about the last time, when he impersonated Yun Xiyue and got taken advantage of by him.

And at this moment, Yang Jun's aura shifted, dropping back to the third rank.