Gou Zai Liang Jie as a Human Gu

"Thank you for the martial arts manual, Master Qian. I'll treat you to drinks another day." Lin Mo happily took the martial arts manual from his hand.

Sun Qian was slightly taken aback upon seeing this, and then asked, "Little Mozi, are you really practicing it? Once you master the [Alligator Dragon Skill], you will never be able to experience the pleasures of love again. You are still young... are you still a virgin?"

Realizing this, he immediately said anxiously, "I'm so stupid, how could I not have thought of this? Don't practice it, or you'll cause your Lin family line to end."

He reached out to snatch the manual back, but Lin Mo quickly stuffed the booklet into his pocket.

"Master Qian, I have a feeling that things are not going to be peaceful in Leize City this time. Having multiple martial arts techniques is better than dying, right?"

Sun Qian's outstretched hand froze abruptly, his brows furrowing as he withdrew it. He muttered with a sigh, "Yeah, in this chaotic world, survival is more important than anything else. What's the point of carrying on the family line? The moment a child is born, he's faced with this cannibalistic world, with absolutely no hope of survival. Damn it!"

Lin Mo was taken aback. He had just said it casually, so how did it end up making Lin Mo feel sad?

Could there be some hidden reason behind Lei Zecheng's wedding?

"Master Qian, I was just talking nonsense. It's just a wedding procession. It can't be a difficult task. We'll be back safely soon."

Sun Qian shook his head helplessly and patiently explained, "You are still young and do not know the ambitions of the Prince of Li."

Lin Mo's expression faltered slightly: "What ambition?"

There is a folk rhyme that goes, "The two kings of Yunmeng have four families; if one king gets two of them, he can defy the heavens."

Sun Qian slowly explained to him: "Our Yunmengze has two vassal kings, the Li King and the Jing King, as well as the Li family, the Zhao family, the Jing family, and the Zhengyang Academy."

"The Jing family is the maternal family of Prince Jing, and is a branch of Prince Jing's lineage."

"As for the Zhao family, their attitude remains unclear, but there are rumors that they may be secretly supporting Prince Li."

"As for Zhengyang Academy, our head steward is a Confucian scholar. It is conceivable that the academy has most likely sided with Prince Li, or at least it is ambiguous."

"Now, the marriage between the young master and the Li family is a matter of utmost importance. If it goes through, the world may change. Do you think the imperial court, and Prince Jing who is right next to us, will just stand by and watch us take the bride away smoothly?"

Lin Mo felt a chill run down his spine; the Prince of Li was actually planning a rebellion.

pass.

That makes perfect sense.

No wonder the young master was assassinated and severely injured in the lower body; he had someone disguise his page as the young master.

He did this not for his own pride.

Rather, it was a means to create leverage for rebellion.

The young master's marriage must go through; there is no room for error.

  

Even if it means finding a fake, we must make it happen and get the Li family's full support!

"Little Mozi, don't worry too much. If you really encounter danger, run away immediately. It's not shameful to be a deserter, but it's truly disgraceful to your ancestors to die," Sun Qian advised.

Lin Mo nodded with a wry smile: "I'll run away."

Not running would be foolish.

Who would willingly become a pawn in the power struggles of those in power?

"It's getting late, I'm going back to catch up on my sleep. Don't practice too late either." Sun Qian got up, patted his shoulder, gave him a few words of advice, and returned to the camp to rest.

Looking at the camp engulfed in flames, Lin Mo had a vague premonition.

This trip will not go smoothly.

"The most urgent task is to practice. With the spiritual awareness of a cultivator by your side, you can remember everything you learn. You should be able to get the hang of the [Alligator Dragon Technique] very quickly."

Lin Mo immediately took out his martial arts manual and carefully read through it word by word, trying to understand its profound meaning.

After closing the manual, Lin Mo immediately lunged to the ground, lying prone with his chest and abdomen pressed against the earth.

"Gurgle... gurgle...!"

He inhaled deeply, his abdomen emitting a low rumbling sound like a toad, as his breath circulated through his body for several cycles.

A new internal force was born in the dantian.

【Alligator Dragon Strength】

"Ha!"

Lin Mo's abdomen suddenly swelled up, becoming as large as a toad, and a burst of breath suddenly gushed out from his throat.

boom!

The reclining ox stone, deeply embedded in the ground, suddenly exploded.

The force swept across, its momentum undiminished, even blowing the fire into the air, making it fly like fireworks, illuminating the night sky.

Lin Mo clapped his hands and stood up, looking at the firelight falling from the sky and the shattered reclining ox stone on the ground, his face full of disbelief.

"I've only just begun, yet the energy I exhale can already shatter metal and stone. If I were to reach perfection, how incredibly strong would my body be after my martial arts rebirth!"

Lin Mo was filled with excitement and anticipation.

The martial arts of the Great Zhou Dynasty still have their merits.

Perhaps after I grow a new alligator skin, I can completely ignore Qiu Niang's silkworm silk and withstand it with my bare body.

"No, no, no, it's better to be cautious. After all, this is a cultivation cave. She can produce a cultivation book like the [Six Desires Creation True Chapter], so she might already be a cultivator. We shouldn't underestimate her."

Lin Mo quickly suppressed his distracting thoughts. Revenge couldn't be rushed. He needed to stay calm and play it safe!

……

Lin Mo returned to the camp, rested for a while, and immediately became energetic and radiant.

Now his mind is clear and his spirit is far beyond that of ordinary people.

At breakfast at the campsite, Lin Mo had an excellent appetite and ate more than anyone else.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but ask curiously, "Little Mozi, you have such a good appetite? Aren't you afraid of overeating?"

Lin Mo stuffed a large mouthful of steamed buns into his mouth and mumbled, "I'm hungry!"

"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."

"Here, this steamed bun is for you too."

Sun Qian looked at Lin Mo, who had transformed into a gluttonous beast, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

The kid did start practicing after all.

After breakfast, we broke camp and set off.

Xu Shu, as the envoy to receive the bride, rode in a luxurious double-drawn carriage made of gilded sandalwood.

The maid, being frail and unable to walk easily, stayed in the following carriage.

Except for the generals who rode horses, all the soldiers in the army were infantrymen who accompanied the troops for protection.

Lin Mo and Sun Qian were assigned to escort the betrothal gifts.

The betrothal gifts from the Prince's residence were naturally incredibly luxurious.

Twenty standard gilded carriages, with carriages made of rosewood and inlaid with gilded cloud patterns on the outside.

Each vehicle was equipped with two purebred, top-quality steeds, and was heavily guarded day and night.

The twenty cartloads of betrothal gifts were neatly categorized, and not a single cart was empty.

Six cartloads of precious jade artifacts, including a whole cartload of Hetian mutton fat jade discs, Kunlun warm jade ornaments, East China Sea luminous pearls, translucent jadeite ornaments, and a set of red gold headdresses inlaid with rubies.

There were also dozens of pairs of three-foot-tall white jade Qilin and Pixiu, and a whole cartload of pure gold ingots, each weighing ten taels, neatly stacked, for the Li clan to distribute as rewards to their members.

Four carts of fine silks and satins, including brocades from Jiangnan, ice gauze, misty gauze, and gold-woven animal-patterned brocade from the Western Regions. Each bundle contained hundreds of bolts of the finest fabrics, piled high in the carts.

There are also dozens of sets of royal wedding attire, shawls, and python-patterned robes, all embroidered with gold thread and resistant to fading.

The fragrance of the three carts of sealed medicinal herbs wafted dozens of steps away, and any one of them could be exchanged for a hundred taels of silver in the city.

Three other carts were filled with land deeds and business licenses, enough to acquire thousands of acres of fertile land with a single document; two carts carried finely crafted armor and blades that gleamed coldly; and two carts carried antiques and exotic animals that exuded royal grandeur.

Such a generous betrothal gift far exceeds the usual standards for marriage alliances between noble families. It is not simply a dowry for marrying the legitimate daughter; rather, it is a pledge of loyalty from the Prince of Li, who is offering half of his family fortune in exchange for the full support of the Li family of Yunmeng.

I originally thought this industry would be fraught with crisis.

But to everyone's surprise, the 30-mile march in a day was completely safe, and the mission was completed with exceptional ease.

Lin Mo knew that this was just the calm before the storm.

The real crisis probably began when they received the Crown Princess Li Muqing.

After all, if the wedding procession was hijacked, the Prince's Palace could send a second or third team.

But if the Crown Princess is kidnapped, or if a single blow is used to eliminate any future troubles.

The marriage alliance between the Li family and the Prince's Mansion is doomed to fail.

Before completing the handover, one must practice diligently so that one has the ability to protect oneself when a crisis occurs.

After dinner, Lin Mo left the camp to find a place to practice his skills.

He mastered both the Dragon-Slaying Technique and the Soul-Slaying Blade.

……

For five consecutive days, Lin Mo practiced diligently every night.

After setting up camp, Lin Mo finished his shift and went to have dinner. He ran into Sun Qian and several soldiers heading out of the camp.

Sun Qian waved and said, "Time to go off duty."

Lin Mo nodded, noticing that these men were all from the scout camp, and asked with slight surprise, "Brother Qian, aren't you in charge of escorting the goods? Why are you at the scout camp?"

Sun Qian explained, "One of the brothers had an upset stomach and asked me to cover his shift. I also wanted to leave the camp and go to Lin'an Town nearby for some fresh air."

Lin Mo instantly understood, and a knowing smile appeared on his lips.

"Brother Qian, have a good time."

"I'll take you next time." Sun Qian glanced at Lin Mo's crotch, secretly wondering if the kid's thing was still usable.

Lin Mo readily agreed: "Sure, I'll definitely go another time when I have time."

Sun Qian was slightly taken aback. Could this kid's stuff still be used?

Lin Mo didn't offer any further explanation and went straight to practice his skills near the camp.

Tonight, the moon is obscured by dark clouds, and the night is pitch black.

"Ha!"

Lin Mo unleashed a slash, a silver light flashing across the sky, a dragon soaring through the air, like a torrential rain and thunder, dazzling the heavens and earth, its blade sharp and fierce. The ancient, towering tree in front of him was instantly cleaved in two and crashed to the ground.

"【Soul-Slaying Blade】Perfected at the Great Perfection of the Self-Sacrifice Realm!"

After five days of arduous training, Lin Mo's swordsmanship finally reached its peak.

The [Alligator Dragon Skill] has already achieved a minor level of mastery, and is only one step away from achieving mastery.

But that's how martial arts are; a single step can be incredibly difficult, and without the right opportunity, it can often ruin a martial artist's entire life.

"Lin Mo!"

Sun Qian rushed back from outside the camp, not through the main gate, but quietly returned to the camp, where he bumped right into him.

His arm was bruised, and blood was still seeping out.

Lin Mo noticed the injury on his arm, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he sheathed his sword, asking, "Master Qian, what happened? Who hurt you?"

Without saying a word, Sun Qian grabbed him and started to leave: "Don't ask questions, hurry up and come with me, or it might be too late."

Lin Mo hurriedly pulled Sun Qian, who was trying to lead him away, and asked, "Master Qian, has someone come to kidnap the bride?"

Sun Qian replied, "Don't even mention it. We were just going to Lin'an Town to enjoy some wine and women, but we ran into some martial arts practitioners. These people recognized that we were from the military and tried to get information out of us. When they found out that we were there to escort the Prince of Li to his wedding, they immediately attacked us."

"The four brothers who came out of the camp with me have all been killed by him. You should come with me and hide."

Lin Mo felt a chill run down his spine.

Four scouts died.

These bandits are truly formidable.

"Come back to camp with me quickly, we'll be safe once we get back." Sun Qian pulled Lin Mo back to camp to hide.

Lin Mo immediately followed.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a stray stone, like a shooting star in the night sky, streaked across the night and aimed straight for the two men's backs.

To skewer the two together, kill them both with a single arrow!