No Need to Castrate, Still Succeed

In the study, Lin Zhennan held the proposal fresh from Wang Jingyuan's hands, sitting at the desk and reading it carefully. Where he didn't understand, he would ask Wang Jingyuan. Wang Jingyuan, in turn, did his best to explain it in language he could comprehend.

After a long while, the proposal was finally finished. Although there were still many parts he didn't fully grasp, Lin Zhennan understood the general idea of their cooperation.

Lin Zhennan let out a soft sigh and took out a small booklet from his robes, handing it to Wang Jingyuan. The cover bore the four characters, "Bixie Swordplay."

Flipping it open casually, the beginning indeed lacked the most famous line associated with the swordplay.

Lin Zhennan said with a complex expression, "This is the seventy-two forms of the Bixie Swordplay, passed down in my family. Although some aspects are… but since the Mount Hua Sect has shielded my family from those coveting it, this sword manual, as Young Hero Wang mentioned before, will be given to the Mount Hua Sect as a token of gratitude."

Wang Jingyuan flipped through the sword manual and actually discovered several recipes at the end. These were likely recipes for the aphrodisiacs to be used in conjunction with the cultivation of Bixie Swordplay.

Wang Jingyuan nodded in satisfaction. In his opinion, these recipes were probably worth more than the sword manual itself. After all, men's certain needs have remained constant throughout the ages. These recipes alone could fill the Mount Hua Sect's coffers.

However, Wang Jingyuan had not seen some of the medicinal ingredients on the recipes in the Mount Hua Sect's medical texts. Thus, he took the prescription and asked Lin Zhennan about it.

Lin Zhennan answered each question one by one, but before he could explain a few sentences, Wang Jingyuan received a prompt:

[Lin Zhennan is teaching you Bixie Swordplay] [Learn: Yes/No]

Huh?!

Out of curiosity, Wang Jingyuan ultimately chose [Yes].

Because he had learned the skill, all the contents of Bixie Swordplay became clear in his mind. He returned the booklet. Lin Zhennan looked at him with confusion, "This is…"

"I've memorized it all."

Lin Zhennan nodded and put away the booklet. While he had heard of photographic memory but never witnessed it, a disciple who could descend the mountain to accept disciples on behalf of his Master after only a few months of initiation possessing such extraordinary ability was within expectations.

Wang Jingyuan returned to his own room, his hands itching to draw his long sword and begin practicing Bixie Swordplay. Unlike the Mount Hua Sword Technique, the sword moves of Bixie Swordplay were not particularly exquisite, even appearing somewhat crude.

However, when combined with its astonishing speed, these flaws became insignificant.

The sword moves were executed with extreme swiftness. The seventy-two forms were practiced in their entirety in a short time. As expected, Wang Jingyuan received a prompt:

[Bixie Swordplay Proficiency +1]

But this did not mean he could cultivate Bixie Swordplay without consequence, thanks to his game system's unique traits.

Wang Jingyuan lowered his head silently, looking at his pronounced erection, feeling somewhat helpless. His body was burning with heat, and countless desires surged into his mind like a tide. Along with these desires, a burning Internal Energy, fueled by masculine arousal, arose.

It was only because he could directly master Bixie Swordplay through the system. If it were anyone else, without self-castration, they would have gone mad from qi deviation long before even mastering the basics.

Wang Jingyuan thought for a moment. This discomfort was unbearable, so he took off his pants, then inverted his long sword and began to aim.

He knew about the Harmony Mode. Although he didn't know if the restricted content was interactive or just cutscenes, it was useless to him anyway. Might as well disable it to gain strength. He had played female characters before; being a trap was insignificant compared to strength.

Clang!

He was unharmed.

Damn it, besides having no friendly fire, can't it even inflict self-harm?

Wang Jingyuan then used the "Indian Fish-Cutting Technique" and ran into it several times, yet remained unharmed. It seemed to have eliminated the possibility of self-harm from any angle.

Wang Jingyuan pulled up his pants and walked to the next room, knocking on the door.

Knock knock knock! Junior Disciple Sister? Knock knock knock! Junior Disciple Sister? Knock knock knock! Junior Disciple Sister?

"What… is it! You scoundrel! Get lost!!!" Yue Lingshan had just opened the door when she saw the conspicuous tent and immediately slammed it shut.

"Hey! I need your help, open the door!" Wang Jingyuan continued to pound on the door.

"It's already late, junior disciple. Please have some self-respect!"

Wang Jingyuan pounded a few more times, certain he couldn't trick Yue Lingshan into opening her door tonight, and dejectedly returned to his room. He then called for a servant to bring a basin of cold water and soaked himself in it.

After a while, he finally felt slightly better. Wang Jingyuan got out of the basin, too lazy to put on clothes. He directly practiced a few moves beforehand, and as soon as he felt a slight sensation, he immediately stopped and took another cold bath.

After multiple tests, Wang Jingyuan discovered that if he only performed two or three moves, there would be no effect.

If he continued beyond that, lust would surge, interfering with the circulation of his Internal Energy. Not only the Internal Energy of Bixie Swordplay, but even the Internal Energy of the Mount Hua Sect would become chaotic.

It was only because Wang Jingyuan's cultivation was shallow now. If his internal energy cultivation were more profound, he would have likely vomited blood during these experiments.

Wang Jingyuan had a clear understanding. When facing an enemy, he could use two or three moves before the Internal Energy of Bixie Swordplay reacted, and there would be no problem. However, using them consecutively would lead to qi deviation.

In the short term, it could be used as a killing move with a cooldown. As for in-depth cultivation, he needed to perform all seventy-two forms of Bixie Swordplay to gain a point of proficiency.

Wang Jingyuan estimated that he could only practice once a day at most, and could not continue further. Fortunately, the game system's proficiency acquisition was rigid; killing people steadily increased proficiency, and it wouldn't decrease even if he didn't practice for a long time, ensuring eternal progress.

He could only practice on the edge of disaster through game mechanics. If it were someone else, to reach a point where they could cultivate without self-castration, they would need to master it in one practice session and then cultivate occasionally, like fishing for three days and drying nets for two, to ensure the swordplay improved and didn't regress.

What kind of talent would be required for that? If one had such talent, would they be compelled to practice Bixie Swordplay?

In the following days, Wang Jingyuan and Yue Lingshan rested at the Fuwei Escort Agency. This made Wang Jingyuan somewhat reluctant to leave, not for any other reason than that someone there helped him with his laundry.

During the day, when he had nothing to do, he would spar intensely with Yue Lingshan. At night, he would practice Bixie Swordplay once, then immediately take a cold bath.

After the incident that night, Yue Lingshan always seemed a bit evasive when she saw Wang Jingyuan. However, she never refused his requests for sparring.

But Yue Lingshan's swordplay cultivation was ultimately limited. Along the way, Wang Jingyuan had become her equal. Yue Lingshan could only contend with him by relying on her deeper internal energy cultivation.

In their most recent spar, Yue Lingshan's long sword was easily disarmed by Wang Jingyuan in a single exchange. Everything began to lose its appeal.

Of course, it wasn't that Wang Jingyuan didn't enjoy defeating weaker opponents. It was that once Yue Lingshan became easily defeatable, defeating her no longer yielded proficiency. Grinding without gaining rewards, apart from testing output techniques on wooden dummies, was something no one was willing to do.

Wang Jingyuan then simply sent her off to spar with Lin Pingzhi.