Chapter 7

Du Yu and Tian Boguang narrowly escaped a great danger. Tian Boguang smiled bitterly and said, "I wonder if you have a crow's mouth, but it really came true as you said."

Du Yu glanced at Yilin. The beautiful nun looked back at him with gratitude.

"Then, little Master Yilin..."

Tian Boguang's expression changed several times as he looked at Yilin's beautiful face and said, "Although I have sworn not to touch Yilin, I didn't say I would let her go. Such a beautiful woman, it's good to have her around to look at."

Du Yu smiled and nodded. As long as Yilin was not defiled and stayed by his side, he could interact with her daily and increase her affection, which might help him complete the second task.

At this moment, a notification sounded in his mind: "197621, Hengshan Sect disciple and one of the main characters, Yilin, is grateful for your efforts to protect her honor. Her affection towards you has increased by 20 points. Current affection: 0."

Du Yu was overjoyed but then puzzled. Why is it still 0 after increasing by 20 points?

He remembered that the "Wolfish Frenzy" trait reduced the affection of righteous people by 20 points, and he felt a deep sense of frustration.

Being a villain is tough; there are too many tears to shed.

However, it was still a step forward. Yilin's gaze towards him was no longer one of fear and hostility, but a kind of bitter indifference.

"Where are we going now?" Du Yu asked Tian Boguang.

Tian Boguang said with enthusiasm, "You won the bet against me. I have a nun I can't touch, and now I'm feeling frustrated. I've heard that the Qunyu Courtyard outside Hengshan City is full of beautiful women. I'll take you there to enjoy some company! What do you think?"

Du Yu's heart stirred. This brought him back to the main plot. He nodded.

On the way, Tian Boguang continued to instruct him in the "Ten Thousand Miles Solo Journey" light skill. Practice makes perfect, and even though Du Yu's talent was extremely poor, after ten days of practice, he managed to successfully upgrade "Ten Thousand Miles Solo Journey" to level 1.

He opened his attribute panel with surprise and saw a blue box symbolizing a passive skill appear in the skill slot: "Ten Thousand Miles Solo Journey: Light Skill, Passive Skill, unique to Tian Boguang. Skill rating: D. Each level increase in this light skill passively adds 1 point to agility and 2 points to movement speed. Maximum level: 7."

Du Yu saw that his agility attribute had increased from 4 to 5. Since agility itself adds 2 points to movement speed, and "Ten Thousand Miles Solo Journey" skill provides 2 points, this upgrade increased his movement speed by 4 points.

Du Yu felt his body become lighter and more agile, as if a breeze was rolling under his feet. This was the first martial arts skill point he had mastered, and he was very excited.

But the excitement was followed by worry.

It took him ten days to barely learn the first level. How could he possibly complete the second and third levels within the 30-day deadline?

The higher the level of the skill, the harder it is to practice, and Du Yu understood this.

Misfortune never comes alone. After Tian Boguang fulfilled his promise to teach Du Yu, he sighed deeply, "Alright! I've kept my promise. From now on, you'll have to practice and understand it on your own. To be honest, I've been impatient with teaching you. If I could break the promise, sigh, you're really too stupid."

Du Yu felt like he was in a dead end. What could he do?

Where could he learn the next two skill points?

His eyes fell on the relaxed Tian Boguang.

He still had to rely on this guy.

Tian Boguang shivered, fearing this incredibly stupid brother: "Don't try to get anything from me."

Du Yu, with his thick skin, pleaded for a long time, but Tian Boguang firmly refused.

Clearly, the 20 points of affection from Du Yu's "Wolfish Frenzy" trait had been exhausted. He needed to find another way.

However, Du Yu was full of tricks. With a quick turn of his eyes, he found Tian Boguang's weakness.

It was **.

Who was Du Yu?

A web writer.

Since college, he had been skilled at writing erotic stories, especially those from classical Chinese literature, such as ** Mei and the Monk of the Lamp Grass. He could recite them fluently.

He cleared his throat, "Brother Tian, since we have nothing to do now, shall I tell a few stories?"

Tian Boguang was a rough man, illiterate, and had no interest in stories. But as soon as Du Yu opened his mouth, all kinds of erotic stories flowed out.

He started with the story of ** Mei, and when he described Pan Jinlian's unexpected meeting with Ximen Qing and the moment Pan Jinlian was touched, Tian Boguang's eyes were already shining, and his mouth was watering. His focused expression was like a monk listening to the Buddha's teachings, far more focused than when he practiced.

Yilin, however, blushed. As a nun, she should not be listening to such stories, but she couldn't help but glare at Du Yu, close her eyes, and chant the Great Compassion Mantra.

Du Yu knew how to control the pace. When he reached the critical moment, he stopped and laughed, walking away, leaving Tian Boguang feeling like he was being clawed by a hundred fingers, restless and itchy.

Du Yu, the evil one, kept starting new stories, describing the beauty and nobility of the women, their gentle and seductive demeanor, but whenever the critical moment arrived, he would stop, like a public chapter in a novel, entering the paywall mode. Tian Boguang was so angry that he wanted to force Du Yu to continue with a knife.

Yilin, however, blushed more and more. She knew it was inappropriate for a nun to listen to such stories, but Du Yu, with his web writer skills, told the stories in a winding and engaging manner. Yilin, naive and innocent, had never heard such interesting stories. Although her eyes were closed and she chanted "sinful," her ears were perked up.

Finally, Tian Boguang couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "Brother, just say what you want!"

Du Yu smiled bitterly, "Brother, I don't ask for much. Could you teach me the second level of 'Ten Thousand Miles Solo Journey'? A little skill would help me protect myself."

Tian Boguang thought about it. This disciple was indeed too stupid, but to hear the most exciting stories, he had no choice. He could teach him the incantation, but whether he could practice it was up to his own destiny.

He led Du Yu into the Qunyu Courtyard, where it was clear he was a regular and a big spender. The madam and the pimps fawned over him. Tian Boguang, with his wealth, spent lavishly and took several heavily made-up women into the room, laughing as he embraced them.

Du Yu was embarrassed. This wasn't because he was a hypocrite. As a 21st-century otaku, he had seen it all, but he had no interest in these women who smelled of cheap powder. After a brief应付, he brought Yilin back to the room.

Yilin thought he had evil intentions and was terrified. Although Tian Boguang had sworn not to touch her, this young man was not bound by the same promise.

To his surprise, Du Yu only settled Yilin in the room and began to practice "Ten Thousand Miles Solo Journey" on his own. This wasn't because he loved practicing, but because the pressure of the deadline forced him to start early.

Seeing his focused practice, Yilin couldn't help but laugh.

After entering the Qunyu Courtyard, Tian Boguang felt relieved. In such a place, Yilin's beauty would only bring trouble to herself and shame to the Hengshan Sect. He released her acupoints. Yilin's smile, like a blooming flower, made Du Yu feel parched.

He cleared his throat, "May I ask, little Master, is there anything wrong with my practice?"

Yilin, seeing he had no intention of harming her, remembered his help on the journey and smiled, "You are practicing Tian Boguang's martial arts?"

Du Yu nodded.

Yilin pursed her lips, "Our Hengshan Sect's martial arts are truly profound. If Tian Boguang met my master, my senior masters, or my junior masters, the Three Stabilities of Hengshan, he would have no chance to escape."

Du Yu's heart stirred, "Would little Master be willing to teach me martial arts?"

Yilin laughed, "I dare not. The Hengshan Sect's martial arts cannot be taught to outsiders without the master's permission."

Du Yu sighed. Without martial arts, what good were any skills?

Yilin's beautiful eyes stared at Du Yu, "Why do you want to learn martial arts?"

Du Yu smiled bitterly, "Someone is forcing me to learn a skill to the third level within 30 days, or they will take my life."

Yilin gasped, "I practice diligently, and my master always scolds me, but no one has ever forced me to practice like this."

Du Yu nodded.

Yilin whispered, "If you let me go, I can plead with my master to see if she will teach you..."

Tian Boguang's loud laughter came from the next room, "Little beauty, don't even think about it. Unless you can run faster than my 'Ten Thousand Miles Solo Journey' skill."

Yilin felt disheartened.

Du Yu also smiled bitterly. No wonder Tian Boguang wasn't afraid of them running away. His hearing and light skill were excellent, and he could catch them even if they tried to escape.

He began to write ** Mei. At the critical moments, he would use the "omitted 500 words" trick. Although his handwriting was messy, it was still legible.

Yilin, curious, looked over and blushed, chanting "sinful, sinful" and stammering, "You... writing such things, the Buddha will punish you."

Du Yu smiled bitterly, "In 20 days, if I don't have the skill, I won't even have a life. Let the Buddha do as he will."

Yilin nodded, "If that's the case, there's something to say. Are you going to use this to exchange for Tian Boguang's martial arts?"

Du Yu nodded.

The two treated each other with respect and spent the night writing and chatting. Yilin, naive and innocent, had no experience in the world. Although everyone in the Hengshan Sect was kind to her, they were all serious and solemn, like statues. Du Yu, full of stories, made her laugh uncontrollably. Sometimes she felt it was too unbecoming of a nun, but she couldn't resist Du Yu's witty remarks. Thinking that her master wouldn't come looking for her in the brothel, she laughed first.

They chatted and told stories all night, without sleeping.

By morning, Du Yu had written half of ** Mei and threw it to Tian Boguang. Tian Boguang, forgetting the women around him, was engrossed in reading.

Du Yu smoothly got the opportunity to continue learning the second level of the martial arts. During the day, he practiced the light skill under Tian Boguang's guidance, while Tian Boguang drooled over the book. At night, he chatted with Yilin and wrote various erotic stories as tuition.

After 28 days, Du Yu's "Ten Thousand Miles Solo Journey" finally reached level 2, adding 1 point to agility and 2 points to movement speed.

But with only 3 days left before the 30-day deadline, it was impossible to reach level 3.

Du Yu still couldn't escape the deadline.

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