Gou Zai Liang Jie as a Human Gu

Lin Mo opened his eyes and looked at the golden light that was gradually fading from his body.

"Having mastered the Vajra Strength, I now possess the supernatural power of Copper Skin and Iron Bones. This is true hard qigong. Combined with the supernatural power of the Crocodile Dragon Skill, Muscle Regeneration, I am practically an unkillable cockroach."

Lin Mo was excited, but he quickly took a deep breath and calmed down.

Within the ninth rank realm, I am an unkillable cockroach, but if I encounter a true master...

With that kind of strength, it's nothing more than an ant with a thicker arm; even a master wouldn't bother to give it a second glance.

"Our strength is still not enough; we need to play it safe and develop our strength."

Martial arts are divided into nine ranks, with the first rank being the most prestigious and the ninth rank being the lowest.

In the Ninth Grade Newborn Realm, only those who have achieved nine perfect rebirths are invincible within the same realm.

My path in martial arts is still long.

"Mmm!"

With a soft moan, Liu Yingying turned over and woke up. Seeing Lin Mo sitting cross-legged beside her, she moved her curvaceous body and snuggled into his arms.

Lin Mo stretched out his strong arms and pulled her into his embrace, about to take advantage of her.

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"No, no, no!" Liu Yingying was terrified, her voice hoarse as she pleaded, "Please spare me! It's already broad daylight outside. Don't let people laugh at us."

"Madam..." Lin Mo said in a low voice.

"You still call me 'Madam'? Call me 'Yingying' instead."

Liu Yingying rolled her eyes at him, then turned over to face Lin Mo and lightly kissed him.

Lin Mo looked at the woman in his arms who was trying her best to please him, his Adam's apple bobbing, and he suppressed the questions that were about to be asked.

After a moment, Liu Yingying slowly got up and reached out to gather her dark hair.

Lin Mo asked, "Yingying, can you tell me the truth now? Why have so many martial arts figures tried to take advantage of you along the way?"

Liu Yingying sighed helplessly: "It's all because of that scoundrel that I've suffered so much. With his death, all is well, but I'm left to struggle to support this family. How can I possibly hold onto such a large fortune?"

"He is with those colleagues of the King. I can hide wherever they go, and now they are all staying in their villa in Qingshui Town."

"I had no other choice, so I took the opportunity of going out to collect debts to spread some rumors and lure some skilled martial artists to my side so that I could deal with those wicked bandits in my family."

Lin Mo finally understood.

Liu Yingying is trying to drive away wolves and tigers.

Unfortunately, she didn't know that once the tiger was driven away, her house would be invaded by wolves again.

"Aren't you afraid that I might also be a wicked person who will devour you whole?"

Liu Yingying gave him a flirtatious glance and asked, "Can you?"

"I will," Lin Mo replied without hesitation.

Liu Yingying's face turned deathly pale instantly. She had misjudged him and entrusted herself to the wrong person.

Lin Mo pulled her into his arms and kissed her delicate cheek: "A beauty like you is never enough."

Liu Yingying breathed a sigh of relief; so that's what it meant.

She raised her delicate hand and touched Lin Mo's handsome and resolute face, murmuring, "My dear, if you can provide me with a safe haven, I am willing to spend all my wealth to help you learn martial arts."

"Alright, let's set off immediately for the Liu Family Villa in Qingshui Town!"

Given such beauty, how could we not show some sincerity?

……

Two days later, in Qingshui Town.

Lin Mo escorted Liu Yingying to the Liu family's villa.

At the courtyard gate, servants were summoned to unload the goods.

Upon hearing the news, Butler Fu Bo limped over with his cane. When he saw Madam, he said with tears in his eyes, "Madam, you're finally back! If you hadn't come back, this family would have been finished."

Looking at Uncle Fu's legs, Liu Yingying asked in surprise, "Uncle Fu, what happened to your legs?"

Uncle Fu, his face streaked with tears of grievance, said, "It was all those scoundrels, Wei Chong'an, who beat me up. Madam, my leg is a minor matter. Did your trip go smoothly?"

A confident smile appeared on Liu Yingying's lips as she immediately introduced, "This is Lin Mo, a highly skilled martial artist. With his help, we can definitely resolve the crisis facing my Liu family."

Uncle Fu looked Lin Mo up and down. Seeing that he was young, handsome, and even more beautiful than a young woman, his old brows furrowed.

Can such a young man truly resolve the crisis facing my Liu family?

Lin Mo noticed his confusion, smiled slightly, offered no explanation, and escorted Liu Yingying and Li Muqing into the mansion.

"Small, small, small...!"

"Big, big, big...!"

"Hey buddies, six of a kind! Drink up!"

Stepping into the front courtyard, one could hear the boisterous sounds of drinking and gambling coming from the main hall.

When the maidservant brought out the wine and meat, she came out with tears in her eyes, her clothes disheveled, and she ran to the backyard in a wronged state.

This is treating the Liu family's villa as a gambling den and brothel, brazenly harassing the maids and beating and scolding the servants.

Liu Yingying's face turned ashen with anger as she stepped into the hall.

"Oh! Madam Liu is back."

At Zhou Liehu's shout, the noise stopped abruptly. The sixteen guards from the Prince's mansion stopped drinking and gambling and all looked at Liu Yingying, their eyes filled with undisguised greed and lust.

Liu Yingying walked to the grand chair in the main hall and respectfully invited Lin Mo to sit down, saying, "Husband, please sit down!"

As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes focused on Lin Mo, their eyes practically blazing with fury.

Outrageous!

We have been entrenched here for a long time, all for the sake of the Liu family, and now it has all been given to an outsider for nothing.

Ignoring the venomous gazes, Lin Mo sat down with an air of nonchalance. He slammed his horizontal sword, the Heavenly Wolf Blade, against the floor tiles with a clang, and said in a low voice, "Anyone not a member of the Liu family, get out! Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless."

"Damn it! How dare you act tough in front of Grandpa!"

Some people rolled up their sleeves, ready to rush forward and teach Lin Mo a lesson.

Zhou Liehu stopped him, stepped forward, and cupped his hands, saying, "I am Zhou Liehu, a guard of the Prince Li's mansion. May I ask who you are?"

Lin Mo replied, "[Golden Knife] Lin Mo."

Zhou Liehu was moved: "Lin Mo, who caused such a ruckus at Qingyuefang in Leize City?"

"That's right, it's me, Lin."

"It was him."

Who is it?

"Brother, you've had too much to drink. Lin Mo, the 'Golden Blade' of Leize City, is a man who extorted tens of thousands of taels of gold in Qingyuefang with just one blade. He has a notorious reputation and is not someone to be trifled with."

"Don't be afraid of him! We are the guards of the King of Li, why would we be afraid of some mere outlaws?"

At first, the group was somewhat wary, but they quickly took advantage of their status and position to completely disregard Lin Mo.

Zhou Liehu's face was gloomy as he warned in a deep voice, "Young Master Lin, the journey through the martial world is long. Please set off as soon as possible and do not delay your journey. This is a private feud between the Li Prince's Mansion and the Liu Mansion, and it is not your business."

Lin Mo glanced at him coldly: "What if I insist on interfering?"

"I'm afraid you don't have that ability..."

Zhou Liehu, looking confident, was about to draw the sword from his waist.

In his view, these mere outlaws of the martial world, no matter how skilled they may be, are nothing but charlatans and are not worth fearing at all.

However, his sword had not been drawn even an inch from its sheath.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept in, giving him no chance to react.

A sharp pain shot through Zhou Liehu's left ear, and he froze on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, a gust of wind struck from behind my head again.

He still didn't react.

A sharp pain shot through my right ear again.

This time, Zhou Liehu saw it clearly: a silver light flashed, landed directly in front of Lin Mo, and then hovered in front of Lin Mo.

The scene fell silent instantly.

Everyone held their breath; the entire hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. You could hear each other's rapid breathing and the pounding of their hearts.

"Spirit Weapon!"

When Zhou Liehu, whose ears had been cut off, saw the flying knife hovering in mid-air, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his face was filled with extreme horror. He couldn't muster the slightest courage to take revenge.

A martial artist who possesses a spiritual weapon is already a ninth-rank martial artist.

This man is so strong that perhaps only Wei Chong, who is currently striving to reach the eighth rank, can rival him.