Gou Zai Liang Jie as a Human Gu

"Instructor Song, this technique suits my taste perfectly, but when I try to practice it, I feel like I'm not up to the task." Lin Mo flipped through the booklet and was immediately stumped by the eight large characters on it.

[To practice this skill, one must be a virgin!]

He had to play the role of a prince well, but that playboy was no longer a virgin.

Song Yan glanced at the requirements on the manual and smiled obsequiously, "Young Master, please turn to the next page."

Lin Mo turned to the next page.

[Even without being a virgin, one can master this skill through actual combat against a hundred people!]

Lin Mo looked a little confused. This was acceptable?

Song Yan cupped his hands and smiled apologetically, "Young Master, please rest assured. The Ruyi Pure Yang Skill was originally a virgin's skill. Unfortunately, the world is full of temptations, and it is very easy for a virgin to go astray and become possessed by it. So later generations modified the skill and created this method that is not for virgins. It is safe and effective and does not require suffering."

"Although the life-bound spiritual weapon formed by someone who is not a virgin lacks some refinement, it is still quite good. It is enough for you, young master, to sweep through the army and stand out from the crowd."

Lin Mo glanced at him sideways.

I'll sweep your grandma's legs away.

Can't you tell I'm disgusted by the cultivation method?

"In that case, I'll accept this technique."

Lin Mo casually tossed the booklet onto the bed, appearing completely unconcerned, and then asked, "Instructor Song, are there any other cultivation techniques?"

Song Yan was slightly taken aback and asked, "What kind of cultivation technique does the young master desire?"

Lin Mo immediately said, "Meditation and breathing exercises are pure torture. It's better to practice less and reap more benefits, without suffering, and to develop unparalleled skills out of thin air. This carefree and comfortable approach suits my taste. I wonder if Instructor Song has such a method?"

Upon hearing this, Song Yan smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into slits, and said with a fawning smile, "Young Master has a fine ambition. I do have a plan. If you buy a copy of a Confucian classic, you can burn it in an instant and gain unparalleled divine power."

"Confucianism's doctrines of spiritual power?"

Lin Mo thought of the Confucian texts that Xu Shu burned.

One can't help but wonder: "Can Confucianism instantly transform someone into a peerless martial arts master?"

"Yes, the Confucian scriptures are imbued with great power and can alter the rules of the world. Although this Confucian martial arts can only be maintained for half an hour, it is enough to make you, Your Highness, invincible and able to slaughter everyone in your path."

Song Yan took out the Confucian text from his bosom and presented it with both hands.

Lin Mo took the Confucian text, his face full of disdain: "It can only last for half an hour. Can't it grant lifelong power with a single word?"

Song Yan soothed the young master's dissatisfaction: "Young master, please calm down. I will teach you my unique skill, the Wuji Whale Swallowing Skill. Once this skill is used, it can absorb the internal energy of all the masters in the world. The internal energy that others have painstakingly cultivated for decades can all be used by you."

Lin Mo's eyes lit up: "What a wonderful [Limitless Whale Swallowing Technique]! Teach me quickly!"

Song Yan looked helpless: "Young Master, you cannot practice the [Limitless Whale Swallowing Technique] yet."

"Why can't I practice it?" Lin Mo's eyes suddenly sharpened, and an invisible aura of malevolence emanated from his body, emanating a terrifying pressure.

Pfft!

  

Song Yan hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to apologize: "Your Highness, please calm your anger. You are of noble birth and precious health. Please don't let me upset you and harm your health. I would be guilty even if I were to die a thousand deaths!"

"It's not that I'm unwilling to teach you advanced martial arts, but rather that you've never practiced martial arts before, and your body has never been reborn. If you rashly absorb the internal energy of others now, you will suffer a qi deviation, your meridians will be severed, and you will die."

"Please be patient, Your Highness, until you have perfected the Ruyi Pure Yang Skill and completed your first martial arts rebirth. At that time, I will surely teach you the Wuji Whale Swallowing Skill."

Lin Mo quickly helped Song Yan up and patted his arm: "It turns out I misunderstood. Instructor Song was frightened."

Song Yan bowed his head and clasped his hands in a fist: "I dare not. It was my fault for not informing you in time. It was my dereliction of duty. I am fortunate that Your Highness will not blame me."

Lin Mo was impressed by the flattery.

Being the crown prince is so carefree; mistakes are always someone else's fault, and the crown prince can never be wrong.

"Young Master, if you wish to cultivate the [Ruyi Pure Yang Skill], I can recommend a woman who is the top courtesan at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion. I've heard she's a pure courtesan and plays the flute beautifully. Shall we move to the Drunken Immortal Pavilion for a drink?"

Song Yan looked up, his face full of hopeful flattery.

Lin Mo looked at him with a grin, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Instructor Song understands me very well."

Song Yan was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Please, Your Highness."

"No! I'm tired today, let's do it another day."

Lin Mo flipped onto the bed and turned his back.

Song Yan was completely bewildered. He never expected that the young master, who usually enjoyed sleeping with courtesans, would lose interest in the courtesan. Could it be because of the assassination attempt two days ago?

That must be it.

Thinking of this, Song Yan stopped insisting.

"Your Highness, please rest well. I shall take my leave."

With a creak, the door closed.

Lin Mo immediately sat up and took a deep breath: "My acting was pretty good just now, I shouldn't have given myself away."

Confucianism's spiritual teachings?

As related memories surfaced in his mind, Lin Mo realized that this world was not simple.

Since ancient times, demons have plagued the human world. In order to fight against the demons, the human race gradually developed cultivation systems such as martial arts, Confucianism, Buddhism, and sorcerers.

Six hundred years ago, Emperor Kaihuang of the Great Zhou Dynasty led the elite of the human race in a bloody battle against the demon race. After ten years, he beheaded the demon god in the Valley of the Dead Gods, severing the demon race's faith.

From then on, the demon race declined, the Great Zhou Dynasty was established, and the human race was governed by Confucianism, ushering in six hundred years of prosperity and development.

Later, the Buddhist sect ventured westward, sealing off the demon race outside Tianmen Pass and establishing the Fantian Buddhist Kingdom in the west, where Buddhism flourished.

"Confucian doctrines can provide immediate combat power, but this is ultimately just theoretical and cannot be considered real skill. One must be strong oneself to truly master martial arts."

After thinking it over for a moment, Lin Mo reached out and picked up the booklet on the bed.

Although the [Ruyi Chunyang Gong] is an unorthodox method, it can still temper the body and bring about a new life in martial arts.

"I'm not that ridiculous young master. I'm just a book boy who has no luck with women. I practiced martial arts as a virgin, so the weapon I developed must be quite powerful."

Lin Mo couldn't wait to flip through the manual, silently memorizing the techniques until he knew them by heart.

He immediately sat cross-legged and performed a Pure Yang incantation.

Place your right hand on the bottom and your left hand on top on your abdomen, with your middle fingers touching the sides of your finger roots and your thumbs lightly pressing on the second joint of your middle fingers.

Breathing.

"Inhale...exhale...inhale...exhale..."

Soon, a surge of heat erupted from his dantian and then sank down.

The feeling of expansion made him slightly uncomfortable.

"Damn it... No wonder a bunch of bastards choose to cultivate without being virgins, it's hard not to break the rules with this stuff."

Lin Mo tried his best to suppress the restlessness in his body and mind, calmed his mind, focused his attention on his dantian, and gathered yang energy to temper the staff...

The images of courtesans, melodious flute music, and gentle whispers described by Song Yan at Zuixianlou kept creeping into his mind.

In the past, when I went out with the prince, I saw and heard countless enchanting scenes in the brothels, with beautiful women's eyes and light gauze skirts swirling before my eyes, lingering in my mind.

"Don't think about it, you can't think about it! It's all a mental illusion, fake, completely fake!"

Lin Mo gritted his teeth and tried his best to suppress the restlessness in his body and mind by performing the Pure Yang Technique.

The heat sinking into his dantian only increased, and his blood and qi surged violently throughout his body. In a short while, his face turned bright red, his forehead was covered with a dense layer of hot sweat, and his clothes were half-soaked.

Half an incense stick later.

"Damn it!"

Lin Mo suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze bloodshot, and roared angrily, "This is outrageous! Practicing martial arts has turned into self-torture! What kind of logic is this?"

"I am now the dignified Crown Prince of Li, a man who feels restless if I don't visit brothels and indulge in wine and women every day!"

He stood up angrily, kicked open the door, his handsome face contorted with rage, and shouted, "Men, prepare the carriage! This young master is going to the Drunken Immortal Pavilion for a night of wine and women!"

I'm not going to practice asceticism anymore.

This is simply unbearable for a human being.

With all sorts of stunning beauties in my mind, taking turns to tempt me, who could resist?

Even a sage would have to surrender.

This ascetic monk job is for whoever wants it; I'm not doing it anymore.

To hell with virginity training!

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PS: To explain, the protagonist here went mad with evil spirits, which is why he couldn't stay still and had to leave the mansion to indulge in pleasure.