One person: Lu family bodyguard, who shattered Longhu Mountain with a single palm strike.

Upon hearing the words "add more money," Wang Ye's newly ignited hope was instantly extinguished.

His lips twitched involuntarily, and he almost rolled his eyes on the spot.

"Brother Lin, please stop teasing me." Wang Ye said with a mournful face, spreading his hands.

"I've emptied my pockets to ask you to save my life, and that ten million was something I scraped together from friends at the last minute."

Wang Ye clasped his hands together and bowed repeatedly to Lin Mo.

"I'm cleaner all over now than my face; there's not a single drop of oil left to squeeze out."

"Can you just consider this solution a free service and give it to me for free?" Wang pleaded.

"If I ever run into trouble again, I'll definitely ask you for help again, and I guarantee you'll make a fortune."

Seeing Wang Ye's pitiful appearance, Lu Linglong, who was sitting next to Lin Mo, burst out laughing.

She reached out and gently tugged at Lin Mo's sleeve.

"Lin Mo, why don't you just tell him?" Lu Linglong blinked her beautiful big eyes, her voice soft and sweet.

"Look at what Master Wang has been forced into, he's so pitiful," Lu Linglong chimed in.

Lin Mo turned his head and looked at Lu Linglong's pleading expression, then shook his head helplessly.

"Alright, since you've already asked, I'll give him some pointers for free, out of respect for you," Lin Mo said with a sigh.

Upon hearing this, Wang Ye felt as if he had been granted a pardon, and the bitter look on his face instantly disappeared.

"Thank you, Sister Lu! Sister Lu is truly a living Bodhisattva reincarnated!" Wang Ye didn't hold back his praise.

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow, looking at Wang Ye with a half-smile.

"Why didn't you thank me for the idea I gave you, but only thanked her?" Lin Mo asked deliberately with a stern face.

Wang Ye chuckled and immediately seized the opportunity to climb up the pole.

"Thank you too, Brother Lin! You two are my great benefactors!" Wang Ye said with a big smile.

Lu Linglong playfully stuck out her tongue and grinned as she moved closer to Lin Mo.

"Thanking me is the same as thanking you," Lu Linglong said with a smile.

Lin Mo was taken aback by those words, but a hint of a smile flashed in his eyes as he looked at Lu Linglong's matter-of-fact expression.

He didn't dwell on the issue any further, but instead dropped the joking expression on his face and became serious.

"Zhuge Qing's current situation is actually very dangerous," Lin Mo said slowly, looking at Zhuge Qing who had been sitting silently beside him.

"He is trapped by his obsession, and once a person has an obsession, inner demons will grow."

Upon hearing the words "inner demons," both Wang Ye and Lu Linglong's expressions changed simultaneously, becoming extremely solemn.

In the world of ordinary people, inner demons are at most a psychological obstacle, something that can be easily talked about and then forgotten.

But for those with supernatural abilities, this is an extremely terrifying existence.

Inner demons are like personifying a person's obsessions. If one's will is not firm enough, it is easy to be blinded by inner demons.

This leads to a loss of reason and the doing of things that are completely contrary to one's nature.

Moreover, once an inner demon appears, its impact on a person's cultivation and mental state is almost indelible.

"Brother Lin, what should we do now?" Wang asked anxiously, his palms already sweating.

Lin Mo held up two fingers.

"There are two solutions," Lin Mo said, raising his first finger.

"The first method is for you to pay me to take action, and I will directly enter his inner world and crush his inner demons with violent means."

Lin Mo paused, then changed the subject.

"However, this method only treats the symptoms, not the root cause."

"As long as he still cares about the Eight Extraordinary Techniques and the match he lost to you, his inner demons will always resurface."

"Unless I erase his memory as well, making him completely forget these things," Lin Mo said casually.

Without even thinking, Wang shook his head vigorously.

"No, no, absolutely not." Wang Ye refused repeatedly.

Erasing memories is such a ruthless method. If Zhuge Qing knew that his memories had been forcibly altered, he would probably feel worse than if he were dead.

"Since the first method doesn't work, then we're left with only the second one." Lin Mo raised his second finger, staring intently at Wang Ye.

"Give him the Feng Hou Qi Men technique you possess," Lin Mo said, enunciating each word clearly.

The courtyard fell silent instantly upon hearing this.

Wang Ye was completely stunned, staring blankly at Lin Mo, as if he had heard something unbelievable.

After realizing what was happening, Wang Ye shook his head even more vigorously.

"No, absolutely not." Wang Ye's voice was more serious than ever before.

"Brother Lin, it's not that I'm reluctant to use this method, it's just that there's no way I can give it to him."

Wang also knew very well what kind of deadly thing Feng Hou Qi Men really was.

This Eight Extraordinary Skills is too bizarre and too fantastical; it's like a giant black hole.

It has a fatal attraction for those who are gifted in divination.

The more talented, meticulous, and attentive a person is to the Feng Hou Qi Men diagram, the more they will become deeply engrossed in it once they come into contact with it.

Once trapped, one may not be able to escape for decades, and may even lose oneself in the inner world, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

The image of the hidden cave on the back mountain of Wudang Mountain flashed through Wang Ye's mind.

His great-grandfather, Zhou Meng, the leader of Wudang, once told him that the masters in the cave were among the most talented in numerology in the entire world of supernatural beings.

Yet this group of exceptional geniuses ended up half-mad and half-demon after coming into contact with Feng Hou Qi Men.

They are not possessed by demonic possession; they can even use the techniques of Feng Hou Qi Men.

It's just that his obsession was too deep, and he was firmly trapped by the inner vision of Feng Hou Qi Men, unable to break free.

This is why, when Feng Baobao suggested handing over the Feng Hou Qi Men technique in the capital, Wang Hui refused without hesitation.

He didn't want to see anyone else ruin their life because of this technique.

Looking at Wang Ye's tense expression, Lin Mo naturally knew what he was worried about.

"Don't worry, I'm not asking you to actually teach him this technique, nor am I asking him to practice it," Lin Mo explained calmly.

"You just need to put the diagram of Feng Hou Qi Men in front of him, because he won't even look at it."

Wang was stunned, his face full of astonishment.

Lu Linglong also came over with a curious look on her face.

"Lin Mo, how do you know he won't read it?" Lu Linglong asked疑惑地问道.

"Because Zhuge Qing was an extremely proud person at heart."

"He has always been proud to be a descendant of the Wuhou School, and Wuhou Qimen is his belief."

Lin Mo smiled and continued.

"Don't be fooled by his willingness to risk his life for the Eight Extraordinary Techniques. His true purpose is simply to prove that the Wuhou Qimen is no less effective than the Eight Extraordinary Techniques."

"He's just so overwhelmed by the shock of the Feng Hou Qi Men and Shen Ji Bai Lian that he's gotten himself into a rut."

"In this situation, if you try to hide it, he will only become more eager."

"But if you directly present the Feng Hou Qi Men to him and openly hand it over to him, he will feel at a loss and will re-examine his own heart."

"Believe me, faced with the Eight Extraordinary Skills that are within his grasp, his pride will stop him in his tracks; he won't even look at them."

After listening to Lin Mo's analysis, Wang Ye fell into a long silence.

He repeatedly went over Lin Mo's words in his mind, recalling all of Zhuge Qing's behavior along the way.

Lin Mo was right; Zhuge Qing was indeed proud to the core.

But what if?

"Brother Lin, are you really sure about this?" Wang Ye swallowed hard.

"If he really can't resist watching, his life will be ruined, and I would be guilty even if I died a thousand deaths."

Lin Mo crossed his arms and a confident smile curved his lips.

"Don't worry." Lin Mo looked into Wang Ye's eyes.

"Even if he really sees it and gets hooked, I'm still here, aren't I?"

"If anything goes wrong, I'll cover for him and make sure he's safe and sound." Lin Mo's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable power.

Looking into Lin Mo's deep and calm eyes, Wang Ye suddenly recalled the shocking scene in the inner world where Lin Mo shattered the huge causal fireball with a single slap.

Yes, with this powerful figure who can crush even the heavens with a flick of his wrist, what is there to be afraid of?

Wang Ye finally felt relieved and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Okay, I'll do as you say. I'll go give him the drawing right now." Wang Ye gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

He stood up, thanked Lin Mo and Lu Linglong, and then turned and strode towards Zhuge Qing's room.

Watching Wang Ye's departing figure, Lu Linglong turned her head and looked at Lin Mo with some worry.

"Lin Mo, is what you just said really going to work?" Lu Linglong asked softly.

Lin Mo shrugged and spread his hands.

"It's uncertain. Who can predict people's hearts with 100% certainty?" Lin Mo said frankly.

Lu Linglong's eyes widened instantly, her mouth agape, unsure of what to say.

Seeing Lu Linglong's adorable and innocent expression, Lin Mo couldn't help but chuckle and reached out to ruffle her hair.

"But like I just said, whether it works or not is actually not important." Lin Mo's eyes were calm, revealing a strong sense of confidence.

"As long as I'm here, even if something is impossible to do, I can make it work."

Lu Linglong felt the warmth coming from above her head and looked at Lin Mo's handsome profile. Her worries instantly vanished.

A sweet smile appeared on her lips.

"It's good that you're here," Lu Linglong said softly.

On the other side, inside a wooden house in Biyou Village.

Zhuge Qing sat alone on the wooden bed, his back against the cold wall, looking utterly dejected.

The room was dark, with only a faint light coming in from the window, which cast a long shadow of him.

Zhuge Qing covered his face with his hands, his mind a complete mess.

He didn't know what he was thinking; he just felt a fire burning inside him, making his internal organs ache.

It was a deep sense of resentment.

He would die with regrets if he didn't see for himself what the Eight Extraordinary Techniques were, and if he didn't understand the strengths of Feng Hou Qi Men and Shen Ji Bai Lian.

Is the Wuhou Qimen, which has been passed down in the Zhuge family for thousands of years, really inferior to the so-called Eight Extraordinary Techniques?

Just as Zhuge Qing was caught in painful self-doubt, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Knock knock knock".

Zhuge Qing lowered his hands, took a deep breath, and tried to make his voice sound calm.

"Go in," Zhuge Qing said.

With a creaking sound as the wooden door turned, Wang Ye pushed it open and walked in.

Zhuge Qing raised his eyelids and glanced at Wang Ye, then gave a self-deprecating laugh.

"Old Wang, what brings you here?" Zhuge Qing's voice was a little hoarse.

"Did they come to comfort me? Or to lecture me?"

Zhuge Qing felt a little uneasy under his gaze, his brows furrowed slightly, and he was about to ask a question.

But then Wang Ye slowly reached into his robes, fumbled around for a moment, and pulled out a neatly folded piece of paper.

Wang Ye walked to the bedside and gently placed the drawing on the bed next to Zhuge Qing.

"Old Qing, this is something you've always dreamed of seeing." Wang Ye's voice was soft, but it was like a heavy hammer blow to Zhuge Qing's heart.

"I'll just leave it here."

After saying this, Wang Ye turned around and left without hesitation, closing the door behind him.

The entire movement was ridiculously fast, yet so natural that it seemed unbelievable.

The room fell silent once again.

Zhuge Qing sat blankly on the bed, his eyes fixed on the yellowed blueprint beside him.

His mind went blank; he had no idea what had just happened.

It took more than ten seconds for Wang Ye's footsteps to completely disappear outside the door.

Zhuge Qing's body trembled violently, and he jumped off the bed as if he had been electrocuted.

His gaze was fixed on the blueprint, his breathing instantly became heavy, and his heart pounded wildly in his chest.

What the hell?!

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