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

"No, my visa is about to expire."

"Alright then... When will you come to visit again?"

She looked up, her eyes full of anticipation.

"I'll let you know in advance if I'm coming."

Lin Mo got up, put on his clothes, and took out all the boxes of biological weapons from his spatial storage, arranging them neatly in the room.

Dili had already arranged for someone to come and pick it up at any time.

Pushing open the hotel door, I saw a gray-green pickup truck parked in the courtyard, with a few patches of dried mud still stuck to the windshield.

This is the pick-up vehicle arranged by Lin Qingyue.

Lin Mo opened the car door and sat in the back seat. The engine started, and the car made a clattering sound as it rolled over the gravel road.

Upon arriving at Yibao Airport, Lin Mo did not fly directly back to Dajiang City, but instead boarded a plane bound for Daya City.

When the plane landed, it was nearly dusk.

As Lin Mo walked out of the arrival hall, he immediately recognized Yang Liu from the crowd of people waiting to pick up passengers.

She looked much better than a month ago, with a healthy rosy complexion. Her long hair was tied into a loose bun at the back of her head, her tight shirt was tucked into a brown pencil skirt, and she was wearing nude-colored kayaks. She stood at the edge of the crowd, quietly looking towards the exit.

"You must have been waiting impatiently," Lin Mo said with a smile as he walked up to her.

"no."

Yang Liu shook her head, a faint smile appearing on her lips.

"Let's go."

"Um."

The taxi moved along and stopped in the evening traffic, the two of them sitting side by side in the back seat, their arms occasionally touching.

Yang Liu glanced at the roadside trees receding outside the car window, saying little the whole way, but the skin behind her ears remained flushed.

As soon as they entered the hotel room and the door clicked shut behind them, Lin Mo raised his hand and braced it against the wall beside her ear, trapping her between himself and the wall.

"Auntie, did you miss me?"

"no."

Yang Liu turned her face away, her tone indifferent.

Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he even had a moment of doubt about the effectiveness of the Yin-Yang Skill.

I can still vividly recall Dili's clingy nature, so why is she so cold to Yang Liu?

But soon, Lin Mo discovered that Yang Liu was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, and was just putting on an act!

After all, some things can't be faked!

"Hurry up about what?"

"you……"

Yang Liu was so angry at his smug look that she gritted her teeth.

"Auntie, I really don't know what you're talking about."

Lin Mo shrugged innocently.

Yang Liu took a deep breath, as if she had made a desperate decision, and took a step forward.

But Lin Mo was faster. With a quick step, he gracefully retreated to the chair and sat down unhurriedly.

"What do you mean?"

Yang Liu stood there, her face flushed with a mixture of shame and anger, the blush almost reaching her collarbone.

"Beg me!"

"I won't..."

"Then forget it."

As Lin Mo spoke, he leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.

Silence fell over the room.

After a moment, Yang Liu broke the stalemate and lowered her stance.

……

After a long while, Lin Mo took the "Jade Maiden Heart Sutra" from the bedside and handed it to Yang Liu.

"Auntie, this is for you."

"What is this?"

Yang Liu took the old, yellowed booklet, her fingertips gently stroking the cover, her eyes full of curiosity.

"Internal energy cultivation method"

"Can I practice it too? Isn't it said that internal energy cultivation requires a foundation built from childhood?"

She looked up, her eyes brightening for a moment, then a hint of uncertainty surfaced.

"That's true in theory. But with me here, it's not too late for you to start practicing now."

"Oh." Yang Liu didn't ask any more questions, lowered her head to open the book, and sat on the edge of the bed to read it attentively.

Taking advantage of this moment, Lin Mo went out for a while.

I went to a nearby traditional Chinese medicine shop and got some herbs from the prescription in the "Huangdi Neijing" to detoxify the Xiao Huan Dan. I also bought a set of acupuncture needles.

When Yang Liu returned to the hotel, she had already read through the entire manual from beginning to end and was now tracing the meridian diagrams on her arm with her fingertips.

"How's the look going? Are there any problems?"

Lin Mo put the medicinal herbs on the table and walked to her side.

"I don't think so. Do you think my internal energy circulation is correct?"

As Yang Liu spoke, she closed her eyes and focused her mind, guiding her breath through a small circulation in her meridians.

Lin Mo stood by and watched for a while without interrupting. Her Qi flowed very steadily, and she encountered almost no obstacles at the bottlenecks that beginners were most likely to get stuck in. It was as if she had already passed through her body countless times.

She continued her practice from the Small Heavenly Circuit to the Great Heavenly Circuit for a full half hour before slowly concluding her exercises and looking up at him:

"Is there a problem?"

"no."

Lin Mo gave a thumbs up and sighed inwardly.

He personally guided Dili back then, and she practiced countless times before she could barely grasp the basics. Yang Liu, on the other hand, learned everything on her own, her talent was simply outrageous.

He took out a small elixir from his spatial storage and handed it over along with the antidote herbs:

"This is a Lesser Rejuvenation Pill, used to enhance your cultivation. Take it with this!"

Yang Liu nodded, took the pill and herbs, and swallowed them in one gulp.

A day later, Yang Liu's cultivation level stood firmly on the threshold of the first stage of the unorthodox level.

With the added benefit of the beauty pill, she looked radiant. The fine lines at the corners of her eyes that she used to need to cover with foundation completely disappeared. She looked like she had gone back several years. Judging from her appearance alone, she could easily pass for a girl in her mid-twenties.

After checking out of the hotel, the two walked side by side into the airport and boarded a flight back to Dajiang City.

After the plane reached a stable flight, the cabin quieted down.

Lin Mo, sitting by the corridor, leaned back in his chair, wearing an eye mask and pretending to doze off. Yang Liu sat next to him, with the "Ladder to the Clouds" manual spread out on her lap, engrossed in reading it.

"Miss, would you like a drink?"

A soft, melodious female voice came from the corridor.

A flight attendant pushed a food cart to their seats. She was wearing a cheongsam with auspicious clouds and seascape, light gray stockings, exquisite makeup, and a slender figure.

Seeing that Lin Mo was resting with an eye mask on, she turned to Yang Liu and asked her a question in a low voice.

Yang Liu closed the book, glanced at Lin Mo, and lowered her voice to say:

"Two Cokes, please."

"OK."

The flight attendant bent down to pour a drink, and Lin Mo, hearing the noise, also took off his blindfold.

His gaze fell on the flight attendant's profile as she poured a drink, and he was slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected her to be his former roommate, Bai Xue.

Bai Xue poured the drinks and looked up, recognizing Lin Mo as well.

Her movements paused for a moment, and then an undisguised contempt surfaced in her eyes, as if she had seen something disgusting.

Lin Mo was stung by her gaze, and a strange anger rose in his heart.

He never provoked her; the two of them met only a handful of times when they were roommates, so there was no question of him offending her.

But every time this woman saw him, she had a look on her face as if she had stepped in dog poop.

"Sir, your drink."

Bai Xue handed over the cola, her voice indifferent.

Lin Mo sneered inwardly, but remained outwardly calm.

He reached out to take the cup, while his other hand silently hid behind the armrest of the seat, his fingertips slightly bent, and delivered a powerful "One-Finger Strike" to Bai Xue's leg from a distance.

Bai Xue felt a sudden pain in her ankle, as if she had been poked by something sharp, and her entire leg instantly lost its strength.

She cried out in surprise, lost her balance, and crashed onto Lin Mo, tray and all.

The cola traced a brown parabola, pouring every last drop over Lin Mo.