Cultivation Begins with Skill Points-Chapter 183: How Did You Get In Again?

"Hehe, you’ll understand when you grow up. The main point is on that word ’mo’. I’m telling you, I’m not bragging, back then..."

As Mei Weixuan was speaking, he suddenly felt a shadow over his head as the sunlight was blocked. He opened his eyes instinctively and saw a familiar face appear before him.

Mei Weixuan flipped over in excitement and said, "Elder Brother Zhong... Senior Brother, you’re back."

Zhong Lin looked at the little stone lying on the ground and heard Mei Weixuan’s wayward and absurd words, his face turning as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Mei Weixuan’s heart skipped a beat and he carefully said, "Uh, Senior Brother, I haven’t brushed my teeth yet, I’ll go back first."

After saying that, he immediately used Qinggong to make his escape.

Slap!

Zhong Lin seemed to traverse through space, pressing down on Mei Weixuan’s shoulder with an overwhelming force, causing Mei Weixuan to falter and plop back onto the lounge chair.

Zhong Lin stared intently at Mei Weixuan, gritting his teeth as he said, "Don’t go, we brothers haven’t seen each other for so long, we should have a nice, warm catch-up."

Mei Weixuan knew he was in trouble and could feel his shoulder bones about to crack as he forced a smile uglier than crying.

"No... no need! What can two grown men do by getting ’warm’?"

"I missed you so much, Junior Brother! With our relationship, we should definitely catch up warmly. Come on, explain to me what ’xiangruyimo’ means. And tell me what happened back then?"

The ferocity in Zhong Lin’s eyes grew stronger, and his thumb exerted a bit of pressure on Mei Weixuan’s shoulder, causing a crunching sound from his shoulder blades.

"Senior Brother, I was wrong."

"Wrong? You weren’t wrong, Stone."

"Second Brother."

Little Stone also got up from the ground.

"Go play outside first, I have something to talk about with your Weixuan Brother."

"Oh!"

"Remember to close the door."

"Got it."

Squeak!

As the courtyard door closed, Mei Weixuan knew he couldn’t escape this beating and squatted on the ground, holding his ears.

"Don’t hit my face, I still need..."

"Ah!"

"Don’t hit the face, right?"

"Ah!"

"Xiangruyimo, right?"

"Ah!"

"Huan Yang Wo, right?"

"Ah!"

"Spear through the demoness, Seven In and Seven Out, right?"

"Ah!"

A full half-hour later, Little Stone pushed the door open and entered.

Zhong Lin lazily lay on the lounge chair, occasionally popping a grape into his mouth like a young noble, showing no sign of being a Grandmaster Level supreme expert.

Mei Weixuan squatted at the side, holding his head and moaning.

Little Stone curiously glanced at Mei Weixuan squatting on the ground and asked in confusion, "Second Brother, what’s wrong with Weixuan Brother? Why is he crying?"

"Ignore him, he’s repenting!"

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At this moment, Mei Weixuan timely raised his head but hadn’t yet spoken when Little Stone let out a sharp scream.

"Demon!"

Reflexively, he lifted his foot and kicked.

"Ah!"

Mei Weixuan let out another wail and plopped onto the ground again.

Zhong Lin laughed heartily as Mei Weixuan sat on the ground with an aggrieved expression, but his pig-head-like face made it all the more amusing.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean to."

Little Stone apologized, flustered and at a loss.

Mei Weixuan angrily stood up, pointing at Zhong Lin and shouting, "Zhong Lin, you’re too much. You always beat me on my face. Tell me, are you jealous?"

"Jealous my ass. If you dare to teach Little Stone wrongly again, I won’t just turn your face into a pig’s head, I’ll turn it into a dog’s head." Zhong Lin said unamusedly.

"And you, Stone, stay away from this guy in the future, don’t learn his bad ways."

Mei Weixuan was a bit unwilling, protesting, "What do you mean by ’bad ways’? I’m teaching him the philosophy of life. What’s wrong with Huan Yang Wo? One must know that wasting one’s youth brings regret in old age, you know nothing!"

Zhong Lin waved his palm, gathering Innate True Qi, which formed the shape of a hammer, looking at Mei Weixuan with a dangerous gaze.

"I may not understand the hammer, but I have a hammer in my hand. Want to try it?"

Frightened, Mei Weixuan quickly retreated two steps, muttering quietly.

"Tch, all you do is overpower others, just a Martial Artist."

After a while, the two stopped their antics. Mei Weixuan found a stool to sit on.

"Hey! What technique did you use on me? Why can’t the flow of Qi-Blood alleviate my injury?"

Mei Weixuan directed his Qi-Blood towards his face, but it wouldn’t circulate upwards, and the vibrant bruises hurt even more with sudden movements.

"A minor punishment as a warning. You’ll have to live with that pig-head face for a month."

"You... you... such a ruthless heart, and you say you’re not jealous?"

"Keep whining, and I’ll make the swelling last half a year."

"..."

Just then, Gu Yourong brought over tea, smiling as she looked at Mei Weixuan. No matter how he pleaded, she remained unmoved, only saying a single word in the end.

"Serves you right."

Zhong Lin glanced at the sky, slowly standing up. Annoyed, he said, "It’s been so long, and you haven’t achieved Third Grade inner breath. Don’t linger around here, go back and practice standing postures diligently. Let’s see if you can break through in a month."

Mei Weixuan was initially stunned, then suddenly stood up, looking excitedly at Zhong Lin.

"Really?"

"Get lost."

"Alright!"

Then he happily ran out, ignoring the stares and pointing fingers of other Sword Cauldron Sect disciples along the way.

Gu Yourong watched as Mei Weixuan ran out with his pig-head face, covering her mouth and chuckling softly.

"Zhong Lin, can Mei Weixuan really break through?"

"Just now, when I was hitting him, I left a strand of True Qi in his body. If he practices diligently this month, he should be able to condense his inner breath," Zhong Lin said with a smile.

After all, Mei Weixuan came from the same place as him, and their relationship was good. He had to lend a helping hand when he could.

Zhong Lin reached out, holding Gu Yourong’s soft hand, and with a quick pull, she was directly drawn into his embrace, sitting on his lap.

He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Senior Sister, you’ve been at Fourth Grade for quite a while, don’t you want to take your Martial Arts further?"

The warm breath made Gu Yourong feel weak all over, her body becoming limp as she fell into Zhong Lin’s embrace.

Although the two were already familiar with each other’s depths, Gu Yourong’s face still blushed, feeling shy.

"If you want to, it depends on your performance tonight."

As he spoke, Zhong Lin lightly licked Gu Yourong’s rosy earlobe with his tongue.

Gu Yourong shivered intensely, twisting to lightly punch Zhong Lin’s chest a couple of times.

"You only know how to bully me."

"Haha."

Zhong Lin suddenly stood up, lifting Gu Yourong up in her exclamation, and carried her towards the bedroom.

An hour later.

"I... I can’t go on."

"Good brother, let go."

"Good brother, spare me! Stop bullying me."

"Ah! No, wait..."

"How did you come in again?"