How to Quickly Seduce a Man?

Su Li quietly withdrew her hand, her face still wearing a businesslike expression, as though Lu Jue's earth-shattering question had never been asked. She even offered a professional assessment:

"Student Lu Jue, I was merely using contact to accurately examine the state of your qi and blood after that intense battle."

"For now, the Emergency Healing Potion appears highly effective. The muscles in your chest and abdomen reacted quickly, and your qi and blood circulation is basically stable. You should not have sustained any serious hidden injuries."

"Are you sure?" Lu Jue raised a brow, the suspicion in his eyes not diminishing in the slightest. He had clearly felt that the palm had lingered far beyond what was necessary for merely "checking his injuries."

Su Li's expression did not change as she brought the topic back on track. "Under the usual obligations of a Seed Student, aside from returning to the school to serve as an instructor for three to five years after reaching a certain realm, they must also complete a certain number of missions outside the city."

"However, Student Lu Jue, your circumstances are different. There is less than a month until the Martial Arts Examination, so the martial school is willing to offer you different terms."

With that, Su Li directly handed over the agreement in her hand.

Lu Jue opened it and could not help feeling secretly startled. The terms of this agreement were far more generous than he had expected.

It offered three years of sponsorship, with cultivation resources worth around 180,000 provided each year, along with the right to borrow certain cultivation techniques for free.

Below that was an especially eye-catching line in bold:

Once the agreement takes effect, you will receive a one-time allocation equivalent to a Seed Student's full year of resources. This allocation is an additional gift!

Even with Lu Jue's steady temperament, his breathing could not help catching.

This meant that as soon as he signed his name, aside from the three years of allocations, he would immediately receive all sorts of Cultivation Resources worth a total of 180,000!

180,000! Enough to rapidly master another cultivation technique!

But upon further thought, he quickly understood the logic behind it.

The most difficult stage for a Commoner Martial Artist was precisely these years of bitter training at martial school. Once they passed the Martial Arts Examination and entered a martial hall, even if they were not Core Disciples, they could gradually obtain resources by carrying out missions.

And for Lu Jue, there was less than a month left before the Martial Arts Examination. If the martial school did not show sufficient sincerity, how could it keep a contestant about to leap over the Dragon Gate?

As for the cost of signing—

Lu Jue flipped to the next page, his gaze swiftly sweeping across the densely packed section of obligation clauses.

Sure enough, there was no free lunch under heaven. Behind those generous rights lay equally clear and stringent responsibilities.

The clauses explicitly stated that, aside from basic terms such as not being allowed to leave East City Martial School before the Martial Arts Examination, not being allowed to join another martial school, and not being allowed to violate school regulations, there were three key points:

First, after passing the Martial Arts Examination, he would need to consult with East City Martial School and obtain the school's approval before joining his chosen martial hall.

Second, after reaching a certain realm, he would need to return to the school and serve as a senior instructor for three years. If he performed outstandingly during the sponsorship period, he could be rewarded according to the circumstances or have his time serving as an instructor reduced.

Third, during the sponsorship period, he could not join any force other than a martial hall.

Lu Jue's gaze slowly passed over those three key clauses, his mind racing as he weighed the gains and losses involved.

All things considered, although these obligations were explicit, they did not touch his bottom line—his personal freedom and his fundamental right to choose his future.

What the martial school wanted was merely a return over a period of time, not control over the rest of his life.

"I've finished reading the terms!"

Lu Jue raised his head and looked calmly at Su Li. "They're very clear and reasonably fair, but there are two questions I need clarified."

"Please ask." Su Li adopted a listening posture.

"Regarding the clause about joining a martial hall, if the martial hall I choose is not recognized by the school, how much room is there for this 'consultation'? Will the school respect my personal wishes for my development?"

Su Li seemed to have anticipated this and answered quickly. "The word 'consultation' itself means it is not compulsory. If your reasons are sufficient—for instance, if a particular martial hall possesses an inheritance especially suited to your physique—the school certainly will not obstruct you. We may even help you make contact!"

"The prerequisite is that your choice must be transparent, and the martial hall you ultimately join cannot have a fundamental conflict of interest with the school."

That answer put Lu Jue somewhat at ease. At least it was not a one-man rule.

"Then my final question: after signing, can the one-year allocation given to me be converted into cash at market value?"

Since his battle with Li Zhanting, rumors that his "vital gate" was located in his head had spread without legs.

Although his head was not as fragile as outsiders imagined, it was still the weakest-defended part of his entire body.

Before the Quota Competition, he needed to rapidly master a cultivation technique like the Iron Head Skill.

The resources provided by the martial school were generous, but there were too many different kinds, making it impossible for him to control what his talent produced.

He intended to exchange them for an equivalent amount of money and plan freely.

Lu Jue's final question made Su Li, who had maintained a composed demeanor all along, show astonishment for the first time.

"Convert them into cash?"

She almost repeated it reflexively. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly as she looked at Lu Jue with confusion. "Are you sure? These are Cultivation Resources carefully formulated by the martial school's nutritionists. Directly converting them into Gold Coins would be an enormous waste. Moreover, market premiums are severe, so converting them into cash would actually put you at a disadvantage!"

Yet Lu Jue's expression was exceptionally firm. Meeting Su Li's probing gaze, he said in a low voice, "I have my own considerations. A complete set of Cultivation Resources cannot meet my cultivation needs."

"That should not be a problem. Afterward, I'll submit an application to my master!"

Upon hearing that, the last stone in Lu Jue's heart finally fell to the ground.

He no longer hesitated. Picking up the pen prepared beside him, he looked at Su Li. "I have no other questions!"

The pen tip fell, signing his name at the end of the agreement.

Lu Jue.

The two characters sank through the paper with force, as if foretelling that the road he was about to walk would be utterly different from his past.

The agreement came in triplicate. Su Li put away two copies and handed the remaining one to Lu Jue. For the first time, a trace of softness appeared on her face beyond her businesslike manner.

"Welcome to our martial school formally, Student Lu Jue. The things you require will be delivered within tomorrow. If you have no further questions, I shall take my leave first!"

Lu Jue nodded slightly and watched her depart.

The moment the door closed, Su Li swiftly took a small notebook from her clothes. Leaning against the corridor wall, she wrote quickly under the light:

"Physical contact does indeed have some effect. I can perceive a different kind of information from him, but the feedback is extremely faint—far from enough to trigger any obvious emotional fluctuations."

Her pen paused, and her lovely brows lightly knitted together.

Based on what she knew of Tang Ning, that girl had already successfully "met" Lu Jue today. Next, she would only press on until she confessed her feelings to him face-to-face.

Her master had repeatedly emphasized that emotions were a martial artist's greatest weakness. This was especially true for women—once they fell into it, even the speed of their punches would slow by thirty percent.

If Tang Ning truly succeeded in confessing and became immersed in romantic entanglements, then her future prospects in the martial path would likely—

Hm, she absolutely could not allow such a thing to happen!

Su Li closed her notebook, her gaze becoming resolute once more.

After the online user "Liu Jue" had offered his "advice" that day, she had not rashly adopted it. Instead, she had conducted a rigorous "literature review" by examining examples around her and reading several romance novels.

—Back then, after Martial Uncle Zhang fell for his current wife, he decisively rejected the advances of numerous women.

—In women's romance novels, after those male leads fell in love with the female leads, not only did they become single-minded, but at critical moments when their Lineages obstructed them and their friends questioned them, they would stand by the female leads without hesitation, never wavering.

Her final conclusion was: she had to make Lu Jue feel enough goodwill toward her before Tang Ning confessed!

As long as Lu Jue's thoughts were tied to her, then when Tang Ning gathered her courage and confessed, she would naturally be gently rejected.

That way, Tang Ning could completely give up, turn grief and indignation into strength, and go farther on the martial path.

But her current progress was simply far too slow—

Su Li instinctively reached for the phone in her pocket, intending to message the online user named "Liu Jue" for help. Yet when her fingertip touched the cold screen, she hesitated.

At the end of the day, he was merely a student. That armchair expertise might not necessarily apply to a target as deep-minded as Lu Jue.

After thinking it over, she opened her browser instead. The moment she entered the four words "how to quickly," a string of related search terms immediately appeared below.

Her gaze swept across the screen before finally settling on the first result.

Her fingertip tapped lightly. The webpage changed, and a bold title abruptly came into view:

"How to Quickly Seduce a Man?"