A woman with the Nine Yin Physique?
Ren Feng was montarily stunned, but the old man continued, "Just like the Nine Yang Physique, the Nine Yin Physique is a naturally mutated constitution, and this physique only occurs in won. As long as you find a woman with the Nine Yin Physique and engage in Yin-Yang fusion, naturally, the Nine Yang Tribulation can be easily overco."
At this, Ren Feng's eyes brightened, "That simple?"
"Simple?" The old man shook his head, "Almost impossible, because in history, won with the Nine Yin Physique have only appeared three tis!"
Three tis?
Ren Feng was shocked, three tis, that few?
"I seldom see a woman with the Nine Yin Physique together with a man with the Nine Yang Physique," the old man said, "It is almost impossible; even if it exists, it depends on fate. Finding a woman with the Nine Yin Physique in this vast world is too difficult."
Ren Feng was silent for a mont; did this an his Nine Yang Physique was a certain death tribulation?
From this perspective, all three thods lead to dead ends; when the second tribulation arrives, he estimated he couldn't survive it.
"You little rascal, although won with the Nine Yin Physique are rare, they are not entirely absent. Perhaps you might encounter one in the future." The old man sat back down.
"The Nine Yin Physique, also known as the Nine Yin Extinct Vein, if a woman truly possesses this physique, she will naturally have a unique aura. You will understand this when you see her for the first ti."
Ren Feng gave a wry smile, "Old man, I'm worried I won't last until then."
"What? Little rascal, are you scared by such a small difficulty?" At this mont, the old man blew his beard and glared, "Let tell you, you're supposed to be taught by , shouldn't give up so easily! You better not ntion my na if you lose face out there!"
"Then you should tell a solution, without one, am I just waiting for death?" Ren Feng was speechless.
"Although I haven't found a good thod yet, my dical skills are said to defy Yin-Yang and create miracles. I can help you temporarily suppress the second tribulation," the old man said.
"What thod?" Ren Feng was puzzled.
"For temporary suppression, it's still quite simple now. Besides, I've been experinting based on so ancient texts. In a few days, I should be able to recover the basic pill formula; by then, the alchemical pills should help you absorb the effects of the Nine Yang Tribulation."
...
In the following days, Ren Feng stayed with the old man while the old man was in the alchemy room experinting with various dicinal combinations.
As Ren Feng was amusing the two parrots, there was another loud explosion from the alchemy room.
Ren Feng turned to look, seeing the thatched alchemy room shaking, with dust and clay from the roof falling down.
The entire thatched cottage seed about to collapse, while black smoke billowed from the windows.
Seeing this scene, Ren Feng looked very calm; it wasn't his first ti experiencing this.
Because over the past few days, such explosions had occurred more than fifty tis!
"You little rascal, go bring the Three Yang Herb and Gray Spirit Root!" The old man's voice called out.
Ren Feng handed the herbs to the old man, and upon leaving, his phone rang.
Although this phone looked battered, it was a specially customized phone: unbreakable, fla-resistant, waterproof, cold-resistant, moisture-proof, it could use satellite calls, and had a super-long standby ti, also able to recharge with sunlight.
It was a ssage from Lone Wolf.
After Ren Feng gave Lone Wolf a task, he reported the investigation results almost daily.
But unfortunately, the intel was consistently disappointing.
No information on Laine and Ming had been found yet, which was sowhat expected by Ren Feng.
Ming's counter-surveillance skills were too strong, and his makeup skills were top-notch, making evasion easy.
But the Dragon Group was also investigating, which should put more pressure.
Ren Feng had a broad approach, hoping sothing would turn up.
Besides Ming and Laine's news, there was also information on Xia Wenxue, but Xia Wenxue's whereabouts were normal.
Closing the phone, a hint of contemplation flickered in Ren Feng's eyes: Ming probably hadn't escaped Jiangnan City yet, given the strong investigative abilities of the Dragon Group, they couldn't have let them get away so easily.
"You little rascal! What are you daydreaming about? Get over here and help !" The old man's shout ca from the alchemy room again.
anwhile, in a certain dark room.
"Damn it, what do we do now?" Laine sat in his seat, his face full of frustration.
Despite the traps being so successfully designed several tis, and nearly succeeding in killing Ren Feng on several occasions, why was it always so close yet missing by a hair's breadth?
Ming's expression wasn't great either; compared to before, their situation was completely reversed. Previously Ren Feng was passive, and they were in control.
But now, they were completely passive, not to ntion the Dragon Group was still investigating them!
Ming thought for a mont, "Brother, let's try one last ti; if it still doesn't work, we'll escape Huaxia and think of sothing then."
"How can we try now?" Laine sounded defeated, "Ren Feng is already on guard, it's difficult to take action."
"No, we can still make a move." Ming said calmly.
"How?" Laine asked.
"Instead of targeting him, we can try a different approach, we can target the people around him!" A cold gleam flashed in Ming's eyes.
Laine paused, then bead with joy, "Yes, we can approach it this way."
"But for now, we should wait; the Dragon Group's investigation is tight, let's not go out these next few days." Ming advised.
...
A few days later, the old man's concoction was deed a success.
He tossed a bottle of unnad pills to Ren Feng. Ren Feng opened it to be hit by an overwhelming stench!
"Ugh!" Ren Feng nearly vomited. The sll was so awful, despite having encountered many foul odors, nothing compared to this!
"Old man, are you sure you didn't make a gas bomb?" Ren Feng looked at the pills speechlessly; they were thick, round, and brown, appearing decent, but the odor was unbearable.
"You little rascal, what did you say?" The old man glared, blowing his beard, "I worked hard to produce this, and you call it a gas bomb?"
"How about you sll it yourself?" Ren Feng tossed the pills over.
The old man caught the bottle, his eyes wide, "Hey, you little rascal, I made this dicine for you and you complain so much. This dicine contains the essence of thirteen herbs, even if the sll is…"
Before the old man finished speaking, he caught a whiff from the bottle and his eyes bulged as he instantly vomited.
"Ugh! Why is this thing so awful slling."
So you knew it slled bad too?
Ren Feng looked at the old man vomiting, utterly speechless.
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