At this sentence, Tang Jiuer's face turned pale and her breathing became heavier, as if a fish bone was stuck in her throat. However, her eyes did not flicker, nor did they show any signs of weakness.

  She raised her head and stared at her grandmother, with a stubbornness similar to hatred going back and forth between the two.

  Staring at each other, isn't it also confrontation?

  In the silence, their eyes were like two sharp blades in combat, with Grandma being like a creditor demanding debt repayment, while Tang Jiuer was like a poor tenant who had nothing left but a single bone, and would soon lose even her place to live.

  It wasn't long before Grandma suddenly let out a sigh, placing her hand on Tang Jiuzhou's shoulder: "The great righteousness in my heart has always been the future of the Tang Sect. As long as it benefits the future master of the sect, even if it means sacrificing her, I won't regret it."

  "Are you really willing to give it up?" Tang Jiuer's voice had a slight tremble.

  "Can't bear to part with it... but have to let go."

  Tang Jiuer let out a sigh: "Forget it!"

  She turned and left, the back of her leaving the ancestral hall was filled with sorrow. After the stone gate closed, Grandma looked at the mountain of memorial tablets, her eyes heavy with grief.

  Tang Jiuer didn't know how she ended up back in the poison room, her mind filled with the image of her grandmother's debt-collecting gaze.

  Standing in the courtyard of the poisonous house, she looked around and saw some silvery laughter echoing here, and several playful figures chasing each other.

  They were sometimes there and sometimes not, bringing with them dusty grayness and blur... Cop while Tang Jiuer's eyes were rapidly turning red.

  At this time, there were voices of laughter outside the courtyard door, and the rustling sound made her turn her head back, and she saw Hua Rou and Yu Er entering with smiles.

  "Poisonous!"

  "Master!"

  When two people see her, they hastily compose themselves and bow politely.

  Tang Jiuer immediately abandoned all his sorrow and those old scenes: "Hua Rou, come with me."

  She turned and walked towards the main hall, Hua Rou hastily handed the backpack to Yu Er and followed Tang Jiu Er.

  Yu'er held a bamboo basket in one hand, and with an envious gaze watched as Hua Rou entered the main hall. Only then did her face reveal a look of loss, and she silently turned around to head back inside.

  In the main hall's secret room, Hua Rou stood inside, watching as Tang Jiu'er opened a box that was locked with three layers of locks and took out a bamboo slip.

  "Take it." Tang Jiuer didn't turn around, but handed it to Hua Rou sideways. Hua Rou immediately stepped forward to take it, and while packing the box, she whispered instructions:

  "In the next ten days, I will teach you this set of skills. In addition to coming here every night, you must also study for an hour every noon."

  "Yes, Master."

  "This set of skills is also a poisonous skill, which not only complements what you learned before, but can also quickly increase your strength."

  "Rapid growth?" Huā Róu, eager to improve herself, heard this and immediately became excited, opening the bamboo slips in her hand...

  "Blood Slasher Technique?" Seeing the first three words, Hua Rou was stunned. This clearly had nothing to do with Liu Fa, Ren Wang, or Tian Shi... "You cultivate this, and from now on, whenever you come into contact with toxins, use your toxic skills, and the blood in your body will automatically circulate and absorb the toxins, thereby greatly increasing your strength. Your Toxic Palm's poisonous power will naturally also rise."

  "Master, will my ability to distinguish between poison and antidote become stronger then?"

  "Of course it will be, the more toxic your palm wind is, the stronger your skills will be, and identifying poison and distinguishing poison will not be a problem."

  Tang Jiuer's answer made Hua Rou extremely delighted: That's great! Then I can detoxify Mu Ge earlier!

  Tang Jiuer looked at Hua Rou's delighted expression and rubbed her hands together: "However, I have something to entrust you with."

  "Master, please go on."

  "I'm teaching you this skill, but it's just between us. You can't reveal even a single move in front of others unless your life is at stake. Otherwise..." Tang Jiuer's eyes suddenly turned sharp and ominous: "I'll kill you with my own hands!"

  Hua Rou looked at Tang Jiu Er's sharp and serious expression, and was momentarily startled into stuttering: "Wh...why, Master?"

  Tang Jiuer lowered her eyes and retracted the gloominess: "This is a secret technique of Tangmen's Poison House that is not passed down. I'm teaching you, it's already an overstepping."

  Hua Rou furrowed her brow upon hearing this, and after a few seconds, she closed the book and put it on the table: "If Master teaches me, it will bring trouble. I'd rather not learn."

  She yearned for growth, but didn't want to cause trouble for others because of it. However, Tang Jiuer raised her hand and with a wave, the bamboo slip was swept directly back into Hua Rou's arms by the palm wind.

  "If you don't study, I'm afraid this time you'll go but never come back!"

  The flower was soft and couldn't be explained, wanting to ask, just as she opened her mouth, Tang Jiuer glared at her with anger: "Less nonsense! Now start reciting the first four sentences!"

  Hua Rou had some doubts, Tang Jiu'er saw the situation and said in a low voice: "Tangmen is good, the world is also, forever strong people live, weak people die, if you don't want to die, then learn from me!"

  Things have come to this; benevolence and righteousness are exhausted.

  Hua Rou's heart was filled with doubts, but as soon as she heard these words, her inner turmoil couldn't be contained.

  Who wants to die? Who doesn't want to live a good life?

  At this moment she suppressed her doubts, discarded her worries, opened the bamboo slips and began to recite silently.

  Tang Jiuer looked at Hua Rou and accepted the task, sighing in her heart: Child, I've done my best, no matter what, everything depends on your own destiny now.

  ……

  "Are you going into seclusion?" Tang He gazed at Mu Junwu in astonishment: Has the sun risen from the west today?

  It's always been him who has been chasing and seeking ways to stimulate this proud student to learn from him, but today he actually wants to retreat and study on his own?

  "Yes, you gave me three volumes of books and asked me to prepare for the trial. I plan to retreat for ten days and try my best to grasp the profound meaning in the books."

  Your answer made Tang He nod his head in appreciation: "With this attitude, you can achieve great things. Alright, alright, I agree to your closed-door meditation for ten days."

  Tang He turned around and pulled out a drawer, took out a key and handed it to Mu Junwu.

  "This is the key to your cell, you can go now, I will have someone bring you food every day..."

  "No need to deliver meals every day, just have the kitchen prepare ten days' worth of dry rations and water for me."

  Tang He burst out laughing and said: "If the other disciples in my house were as diligent and hardworking as you, I wouldn't have to worry about not having anyone! Alright, let's do it your way!"

  "Thank you, Master." Mu Junwu took the key and left. Tang Hezheng stroked his beard with a pleased expression: "A determined person will eventually succeed!"

  ……

  "Closed for ten days?" In the bamboo forest, Hua Rou looked at Mu Junwu's disbelieving expression.

  "Hmm." Mu Junwu responded softly, fiddling with a bamboo stick in his hand.

  "I didn't expect that even someone as formidable as you would still need to retreat and focus!" She thought that for a genius like Mu Ge, learning was effortless and required no hard work.

  "No matter who that person is, if they want to be strong, then when it's time to work hard, they can't slack off."

  Hua Rou nodded: "You're right, I'll also work hard to practice my skills, and strive not to hold you back during the trial."

  You smiled slightly and said with your head down: "That day when we were competing in the loser's group, you used a move that wasn't part of the array technique I taught you."

  Hua Rou heard this and scratched her head: "Well...this..."

  "Is it Tang Xiao who taught you?"