Gao Wu's harem started from a brothel

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Chapter 2 Hope

Damn it!

Zheng Yi stared with his eyes wide open, feeling that this night was so unbearable.

Tianxiang Tower never closed, and it never affected him.

However, in the deep darkness, snoring, grinding of teeth and farting sounds could be heard from time to time, and coupled with the large number of people sleeping in the large dormitory, the sounds simply could not be stopped.

Not to mention the unimaginable sticky smell formed by the mixture of humid water vapor after heavy sweating.

He has never suffered this kind of pain!

In the moonlight, he saw the pair of large, dark feet rubbing constantly on the bed opposite him, and he felt a little nauseous.

If the bedding hadn't been relatively dry, the scent of rouge would have blocked my nose.

I really don’t know how painful this long night is.

After an afternoon of training, Zheng Yi was so tired that he fell asleep immediately without paying attention to anything. However, he was suddenly awakened in the night and could not fall asleep again.

"Dad, mom."

Zheng Yi stared at the beams, his eyes moist as he murmured softly.

The scolding of my father and the nagging of my mother in the dream just now seemed to still echo in my ears.

Ugh.

I tossed and turned in bed several times, only to find that the piercing noise became more piercing, and the strong smell became stronger.

Forget it, let’s just sleep.

Zheng Yi turned over and put on his clothes, looked back at his roommates who were still sleeping, and walked towards the backyard cautiously.

There was still some movement in Tianxiang Tower at this time, but not much. Most of the noise was in the rooms where guests rested overnight. As for the backyard, it was extremely quiet.

Thanks to the pause in the wind and snow, the moonlight secretly leaked out, so Zheng Yi did not go the wrong way.

Whoop, whoop, whoop.

Although there was no external physical stimulation and the pain was less, Zheng Yi felt quite tired after just a few sets of movements.

I’m so tired, how can I practice in the future?

After adapting to the changes in his body and getting over the initial excitement, and feeling that his good brother had not undergone any more bizarre changes, Zheng Yi now only felt tired.

If the big bunk bed was not indeed hard to accept, Zheng Yi, facing the cold wind, would have regretted his sudden struggle.

Zheng Yi, who was leaning against the bluestone, was in a daze, considering whether to go back.

A feeling of enlightenment about the art of raising yang suddenly came to my mind, my mind became clear, and I felt as if my whole body was unlocked.

He was stunned. Yes, hope.

Swish.

Name: Zheng Yi.

Skills: Introduction to Yang-raising Techniques (1/100).

Singularity: None.

Wow! To learn martial arts, you only need to have proficiency to advance?

Shit, even though you can’t advance simply by adding points, it still seems pretty cool.

Zheng Yi looked at the proficiency level in front of him that could be advanced by just 100 points, and suddenly he felt strong.

In this case, I only need to work hard to gain proficiency to become bigger and stronger and move towards glory!

That, the aphrodisiac effect of the Yang-boosting technique.

I accept it!

Zheng Yi burst out with unprecedented enthusiasm.

Move by move, one by one, the Yang-boosting technique with its name written on hope. Every time I completed it, I felt obvious progress, and that feeling appeared leisurely in my mind.

Is this the positive feedback effect of being a top student? It’s really joyful.

Yang-boosting technique: 3/100.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and the first rays of morning light shine on him. Zheng Yi is still experiencing the pleasure of learning.

Until it was enough to make people feel a tearing pain coming from the stomach.

Grass.

Failed.

No matter how strange the effect is, it is a martial art after all, and it requires food to replenish Qi and blood. Moreover, since learning the art of raising Yang, there has been a slight force stirring up Qi and blood, which has further consumed it.

Zheng Yi now looks haggard, with wrinkles on his skin and pale lips, but his eyes are brighter than ever before.

Hope, hope, it was indeed the hope that kept me going in the snow for two days and one night without losing consciousness.

This world is really worth my life.

From then on, the country, beauty, power and fame were all within his reach.

Drink the strongest liquor and ride the wildest chick.

puff.

Zheng Yi closed his eyes and lay unconscious on the ground, but his vital parts remained standing tall and showed no signs of weakness.

……

"What's going on, little brother."

A hurried female voice came.

……

A simple tiled house with a raised eaves and a bright red wooden door.

The simple room had a table in the middle and a bed piled with thick quilts.

Several people were standing inside at the same time, watching the muscular man in front of them using his strength to help Zheng Yi unleash the effects of the medicine.

The medicine was very effective in replenishing qi and blood, and Zheng Yi's weak face began to flush.

"water."

He groaned weakly.

Hearing this, the sturdy man signaled with his eyes, and a maid came forward with water.

"You are too weak. Just the introduction to the Yang-raising Technique has caused such a severe loss of Qi and blood. If someone hadn't happened to see you, you might have even lost your life."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Yi just smiled bitterly and said it was just luck.

"Take a good rest for a day and don't relax. If you can advance one more level before the start of next month, you may be able to get your own place to live."

"My name is Li Bao. If you have any questions, you can find me in the front yard."

After saying this, he didn't wait for Zheng Yi to answer, but waved and led everyone out.

The people were still the same, the most prominent strong man had no expression on his face, while the feminine man had a look of surprise.

Although he had woken up, Zheng Yi still felt his eyes were blurry, his whole body ached terribly, and his limbs were weak.

hope.

Name: Zheng Yi.

Skills: Introduction to Yang-raising Techniques (35/100).

Singularity: None.

After a brief recollection, some insights about the Yang-lifting technique came to his mind. As he moved it slightly, he felt a tingling sensation from the power in his lower abdomen.

It really happened.

Zheng Yi was extremely happy.

With hope, there will be many choices in the future.

Just a little weird.

Is the damage to the waist too serious?

Why is it that I can’t lie flat with my butt propped up?

But Zheng Yi didn’t think about it too much. The weakness he had felt in recent days made him a little drowsy.

The dry quilt, with the scent of grass and wood mixed with the faint aroma of ripe mites, lingered around and gently passed through the tip of my nose, making me very sleepy.

……

"The ones coming next month are a little hard to handle. If we don't use the newcomers, there might be problems. The newcomers you bring are some good talents."

Mother Liu was wearing a blue cheongsam. The slit skirt curved down to her thighs. Her round, straight thighs were crossed, and her toes were lifting up the wooden slippers, which were swaying gently in the air.

"Don't worry, Madam Liu. The Yang-boosting Technique is known to make rapid progress, and the seedlings we picked this time are pretty good. There should be a few who can achieve minor success before next month."

Li Bao, who seemed a little aloof in front of Zheng Yi and the others, now had a simple and honest face, with a hint of flattery.

"Xiaocheng, the most important thing is to maintain the early sun, and you have to keep a close eye on those bitches down there."

Mother Liu's tone didn't seem to care much, she just stared at Li Bao with moist eyes.

"By the way, the little fellow you found in the dilapidated temple the other day, Mama Liu, even practiced until he was exhausted and lost his blood."

"That handsome little guy is quite resilient. I don't know how far he can go. We can't do any business that will lose money."

"When the time comes, pick the best trained one to accompany Li Suifeng. That guy is too rough. I have to make him be careful this time. It's hard to find good-looking little guys these days."

Mother Liu spoke slowly, scratching her left hand with the long fingernails of her right hand.

"He's coming too?" An image of a bald head with scars on it and a face full of flesh emerged in Li Bao's mind, and he couldn't help but shudder.

"It's a pity their first time won't be so great."

Li Bao sighed softly.

But think about it, if I can serve these disciples well, maybe I will have a chance to advance.

……

late at night.

After resting in a single room for a day, Zheng Yi was driven back to his big bunk bed after group exercises in the evening.

After all, that single room is not his.

It's so uncomfortable! Feeling the strong body odor like poison gas coming towards him, Zheng Yi immediately felt unwell.

Grass.

Be sure to get a single room as soon as possible.

The grand ambition is still out of reach, and the housing issue is really urgent.

According to Li Bao, there will be an assessment at the end of this month. If you can perform well in the Yang Technique, the first place winner will be rewarded with a single room.

Even if you are only in the top three, you don’t have to sleep in the dormitory, and it is said that there is also a martial arts reward.

Being a young master in a brothel, he learns both mental skills and martial arts, which is pretty good.

Tomorrow, I must practice a few more times tomorrow!

There is hope for help. I will definitely get first place by the end of the month, which is thirteen days later!

Zheng Yi, feeling agitated, felt the strong smell hitting his face. He had to cover his head with the quilt and force himself to sleep.

Fortunately, he was still a little weak and fell asleep soon after.

Chapter 3 Conflict