A woman with the Nine Yin Physique?

Ren Feng was momentarily 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 women. 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 overcome."

At this, Ren Feng's eyes brightened, "That simple?"

"Simple?" The old man shook his head, "Almost impossible, because in history, women with the Nine Yin Physique have only appeared three times!"

Three times?

Ren Feng was shocked, three times, 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 moment; did this mean his Nine Yang Physique was a certain death tribulation?

From this perspective, all three methods lead to dead ends; when the second tribulation arrives, he estimated he couldn't survive it.

"You little rascal, although women 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 time."

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 moment, the old man blew his beard and glared, "Let me tell you, you're supposed to be taught by me, shouldn't give up so easily! You better not mention my name if you lose face out there!"

"Then you should tell me a solution, without one, am I just waiting for death?" Ren Feng was speechless.

"Although I haven't found a good method yet, my medical skills are said to defy Yin-Yang and create miracles. I can help you temporarily suppress the second tribulation," the old man said.

"What method?" Ren Feng was puzzled.

"For temporary suppression, it's still quite simple now. Besides, I've been experimenting based on some 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 experimenting with various medicinal 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 seemed about to collapse, while black smoke billowed from the windows.

Seeing this scene, Ren Feng looked very calm; it wasn't his first time experiencing this.

Because over the past few days, such explosions had occurred more than fifty times!

"You little rascal, go bring me 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, flame-resistant, waterproof, cold-resistant, moisture-proof, it could use satellite calls, and had a super-long standby time, also able to recharge with sunlight.

It was a message 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 somewhat 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 something 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 me!" The old man's shout came from the alchemy room again.

Meanwhile, 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 times, 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 mention the Dragon Group was still investigating them!

Ming thought for a moment, "Brother, let's try one last time; if it still doesn't work, we'll escape Huaxia and think of something 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 beamed 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 deemed a success.

He tossed a bottle of unnamed pills to Ren Feng. Ren Feng opened it to be hit by an overwhelming stench!

"Ugh!" Ren Feng nearly vomited. The smell 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 smell it yourself?" Ren Feng tossed the pills over.

The old man caught the bottle, his eyes wide, "Hey, you little rascal, I made this medicine for you and you complain so much. This medicine contains the essence of thirteen herbs, even if the smell 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 smelling."

So you knew it smelled bad too?

Ren Feng looked at the old man vomiting, utterly speechless.

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