Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

Lin Mo followed him out the door.

The morning breeze blew into his collar, carrying a chill, and he shrank his neck as he made his way to the grain drying ground at the entrance of Lijiazhuang Village.

There were already two men and three women on the field, squatting on the ground, all with mournful faces.

When the old village chief approached, the five of them simply looked up at him, but none of them spoke.

Lin Mo sensed something was off and looked at the old village chief with a puzzled expression.

The old village chief quickly explained:

"These five are all young men from our village who have just come of age and are all going to join that sect."

"Oh? Then why do they look so worried?"

"It's understandable that we're scared, as it's the first time we've been away from home."

Lin Mo said "Oh" aloud, but a sense of suspicion arose in his heart.

No matter how you look at it, this matter seems strange. Joining a sect should be a great thing, so why is it so cold and deserted, with not even a family member seeing you off?

Just as he was about to make an excuse to slip away, dust suddenly billowed in the distance, and the sound of dense hooves approached from afar.

Lin Mo was about to activate the system to travel back in time when a voice suddenly rang in his mind, causing him to pause.

[Ding! You have mastered the incomplete beginner's equestrian manual!]

"Holy crap? What's going on? You can learn horsemanship just by watching people ride horses? Is this top-tier talent?"

Lin Mo's eyes lit up, and he instantly abandoned the idea of ​​running away. He decided to observe for a while and try to learn a move or two before making a move!

In the blink of an eye, the cavalry had arrived.

"Whoa~"

The leader was a handsome, pale-faced scholar dressed in a light green robe, holding a folding fan in his hand.

The procession following behind him consisted of hundreds of men and women, with each horse carrying one or two people.

"Greetings, great hero!"

The old village chief bowed respectfully.

The pale-faced scholar flicked aside his folding fan, covered his mouth and nose, and asked calmly:

"Are the people ready?"

"Ready, three men and three women, exactly six people."

The pale-faced scholar's gaze swept over the six people one by one, lingering on Lin Mo for a few more seconds before waving his hand behind him.

Two people immediately dismounted and flashed to the front of Lin Mo and his group of six. Their fingers flew out in afterimages as they pointed at them.

Lin Mo felt his body suddenly stiffen and he was instantly unable to move.

[Ding! You have mastered the incomplete beginner-level "Grass-Walking" light-foot skill!]

[Ding! You have mastered the incomplete version of the Beginner Acupoint Strike Technique: Wind Chasing Finger!]

"Holy crap, light footwork and pressure point techniques!"

Lin Mo was overjoyed, but then frowned slightly. This lightness skill and acupoint striking technique required internal energy to drive them, and he had no internal energy at all.

They also discovered that they had only grasped a portion of the martial arts moves the opponent had just used.

"But that's not bad either. You'll naturally learn it after seeing it more often!"

Lin Mo stopped worrying about it.

While he was pondering, the person who had struck his pressure points lifted him up and placed him on the back of a beautiful woman's horse.

The woman was dressed in a dark red gauze robe, appeared to be in her early twenties, with delicate features, long flowing hair, and a black mole at the corner of her eye that added to her charm.

She leaned closer to Lin Mo and said with a grin:

"What a handsome bald monk junior brother!"

Once you've cultivated your inner strength, your sister will be the first to come find you! Hehehe…

The horse caravan galloped wildly along the mountain road, and Lin Mo was jolted so badly that he almost vomited blood.

Half a day later, the view suddenly opened up, and a magnificent mountain gate rose from the ground, backed by a vast mountain range, surrounded by clouds and mist. The flying eaves and brackets were layered on top of each other, giving it a somewhat celestial atmosphere.

Lin Mo strained to glance sideways, and when he finally made out the large characters on the gate tower, he was terrified:

"The Hehuan Sect!"

"Holy crap, the sect I joined is the Joyful Union Sect!"

Upon entering the mountain gate, Lin Mo and the others were thrown onto the training ground like cargo.

The square, paved with bluestone, was wide and flat, surrounded by unidentified bronze cauldrons. Wisps of smoke rose from the cauldrons, enveloping the entire square in a faint, lingering fragrance.

After a while, the various cavalry teams returned one after another, dumping the captured men and women onto the training ground like unloading cargo.

The stone square was filled with people lying haphazardly, their suppressed sobs and low curses mingling together, broken and intermittent by the mountain wind.

As the sun sets, its afterglow, like blood, stains the layered eaves and brackets with a dark red hue.

As most people struggled to get up from the ground after their pressure points were released, a figure suddenly appeared silently on the bronze cauldron directly in front of the square.

She was a beautiful woman draped in a red, semi-transparent gauze robe. The setting sun pierced through the thin fabric, outlining her slender figure in a way that was both visible and hidden, making her resemble a bewitching goddess standing atop a cauldron.

She looked down at the entire field, and after a moment spoke softly. Her voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone in the training ground.

"Welcome to the Hehuan Sect. I am Hong Ling, the head of the Internal Affairs Hall."

She paused, a faint smile appearing on her lips.

"After you receive the Yin-Yang Technique, the core cultivation method of our sect, every hundred of you will be assigned to a mountain cave."

Within seven days, use the method of replenishing energy to improve cultivation.

Seven days later, those who survive in the cave can enter the Joyful Union Sect and become outer disciples.

As soon as the words were spoken, a man in the crowd suddenly stood up and shouted hoarsely:

"I don't want to join the Hehuan Sect! I want to go home!"

He turned and ran wildly toward the mountain gate.

However, before he could run two steps, the enforcement disciple beside him drew his longsword.

A flash of sword light streaked past, its cold gleam appearing briefly before disappearing.

The man's head slid silently off his neck, and bright red blood gushed out like a fountain from the severed wound, splashing onto the bluestone ground and instantly spreading a glaring dark red.

The crowd, which had been restless, fell completely silent at that moment.

Lin Mo, who was hiding in the crowd, had a slight glint in his eyes. That sword strike had allowed him to comprehend a basic sword technique, a fragment of the Pine Breeze Sword Technique!

"Don't even think about running away."

Hong Ling chuckled lightly, her tone nonchalant, clearly indicating that human life was nothing more than dirt in her eyes. "If you are discovered, not only will you die, but your family will also be implicated and die."

As soon as she finished speaking, she lightly touched the handle of the cauldron with her toes, and her figure floated up gracefully. She then used her lightness skill to drift away, leaving only a wisp of fragrance slowly dissipating in the air.

The surrounding disciples began to step forward and distribute the cultivation manuals to each of them.

Only then did low whispers begin to rise from the stunned silence of the crowd.

"What does she mean by 'alive'? Is there some other danger in the cave?"

Not far from Lin Mo, a man with a pointed mouth and monkey-like face muttered to himself with a puzzled expression.

"Of course."

A plump, pale man next to him chimed in, lowering his voice.

"However, the danger comes precisely from the person in the same cave as you. Those who are drained of their vital energy by the Yin-Yang Technique can be completely drained. Whether you become nourishment or a beneficiary depends entirely on your comprehension and cultivation."

"Huh? Such a vicious technique!"

"Isn't that how the martial arts world is? It's either me eating you, or you eating me."

"Then...we can unite! As long as we survive seven days, we can all become outer disciples, right?"

Someone chimed in.

"Does becoming an outer disciple guarantee safety?"

The chubby, fair-skinned man chuckled.

"You can still be drained of your essence by fellow disciples with higher cultivation levels; might makes right!"

"Surely people of the same sex can unite, right?"

"Same-sex individuals...can also engage in sexual intercourse."

"Damn it! Either way, we're all going to die!"

"That's not entirely true. I've heard that after becoming an outer disciple, absorbing the essence of fellow disciples requires consuming contribution points."

If you're so weak that no one wants to waste contribution points on you, you might actually survive—provided, of course, that you're incredibly ugly!

"Brother, how do you know so much?" the man with the pointed mouth and monkey-like face asked curiously.

A hint of pride appeared on the chubby man's face, and he slightly puffed out his chest.

"My second uncle is an inner disciple."

"Really? Big brother! My name is Zhang San, can you take me under your wing? I'm super obedient!"

"Sure, sure. As long as you come into the same cave as me, I'll take you as my underling."

The chubby man licked his lips as he spoke.

"Thank you so much, brother! Thank you so much, brother!"

Zhang San was completely oblivious to the lewd look in the fat man's eyes, and nodded happily repeatedly.

Just as the two were whispering to each other, a cultivation manual was tossed in front of Lin Mo.

He reached out and took it, immediately flipping through the pages, his eyes scanning the words on the paper almost ten lines at a glance.

As soon as I finished reading, a system notification sounded in my mind.

[Ding! You have comprehended an advanced internal energy cultivation technique, a fragment of the Yin-Yang Skill!]