Junior Sister is skilled in subduing demons.

Chapter 179 The Five Swordsmen of Lingxiao

The task of collecting medicinal herbs was finished, and the three of them walked back along the way they came. The atmosphere was a little somber along the way. Anzhi's steps seemed a little heavy, and his brows were always furrowed. His heart was full of worry for Tuantuan, the rebellious son.

The thought of Tuantuan running away with Monkey Laobiao, wondering how he was doing in the mountains and whether he was in danger, made her heart ache as if it were being gripped by an invisible hand.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and the angrier she got, the more anxious she became. A fierce look gradually rose in Anzhi's eyes. She gritted her teeth and said hatefully, "You damn monkey, if anything happens to my precious Tuanbao, I..." She clenched her fists after saying that.

Seeing this, Ge Wensong quickly stepped forward to comfort her, saying, "Sister Anzhi, calm down. Although that monkey took Tuantuan away, it might not have meant any harm. Maybe it was just taking Tuantuan to play in the mountains."

Zi Lingxuan chimed in, "Yes, Anzhi, don't worry too much. The Iron-Eating Beast isn't so easy to get into trouble with. The Monkey King has already said not to worry."

Anzhi listened to the two comforting words, and with her heart in turmoil, she followed Zilingxuan back to the Emei Jieyin Hall. Afterwards, she led everyone to continue searching for Tuantuan.

"Third Senior Sister, Third Senior Sister, Sixth Senior Sister has already set off for Qiang City with her people. When are we leaving?" Just as everyone was frantically searching for Tuantuan, an Emei disciple came to report to Zi Lingxuan.

Yes, that's the important thing.

Zi Lingxuan immediately recalled all the disciples who were searching for Tuan Tuan, and then made simple arrangements. They would set off to support Qiang City in three days, and the disciples under her command would quickly return to prepare.

Anzhi and Ge Wensong were at their wits' end, so they searched for Tuantuan, not knowing how long they would have to search. Anzhi clutched the bamboo hoop he had woven himself tightly in his hand, feeling very disappointed.

"Anzhi, time is of the essence, and the situation on the front lines is constantly changing. I believe that if fate allows, you will meet again." Zi Lingxuan could only comfort Anzhi in this way; she had no other choice.

Seeing this, Ge Wensong also began to comfort her: "Sister Anzhi, don't worry. Although Tuanbao is usually disobedient, I believe that it has gone out to gain experience. It will come back to your side after it has finished its experience."

Anzhi's tightly furrowed brows seemed to relax a little, and he could only nod silently.

“Alright, Anzhi, time is of the essence, and you still need to go to the sacred mountain. I’ll take you to the Golden Summit, and it will be closer to go down from there.” After saying that, Zi Lingxuan led Anzhi and Wensong up the Jieyin Hall.

In the vast world of cultivation, the Golden Summit of Mount Emei is like a sacred and inviolable holy land, shining with a dazzling and mysterious light, attracting countless cultivators to yearn for it and regard visiting the Golden Summit of Mount Emei as their lifelong dream.

For countless cultivators, embarking on the road to the Golden Summit of Mount Emei is like starting a spiritual pilgrimage. The mountain breeze along the way blows through their clothes, as if gently telling the legends of cultivation in the past.

Moreover, paying homage to the Golden Summit is a spiritual sustenance and symbol, signifying a closer connection with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and the ability to receive the protection and guidance of immortals and gods, thus reducing obstacles and increasing opportunities on the long path of cultivation. Therefore, although the trip is short, Anzhi and Ge Wensong still intend to pay homage to some of the Golden Summits of Mount Emei on their way to Qiangcheng, seeking the true meaning of that supreme immortal mountain.

However, reaching the Golden Summit of Mount Emei is not easy, nor is it something that can be done casually. One must overcome numerous obstacles and defeat many challenges to reach the Golden Summit. But for semi-finished cultivators like Shen Anzhi and Ge Wensong, it is only necessary to defeat the Five Swordsmen of Mount Emei.

Therefore, when the three arrived at the main hall, five beautiful female disciples of Emei blocked their way. They were the five swordsmen of Emei Lingxiao Hall, representing Emei sword, Emei dagger, Emei fist, Emei staff, and Emei qigong respectively. They were the five pillars of Emei Lingxiao Hall and the vanguard in supporting the battle of Qiang City.

"Third Senior Sister, the disciples of the main hall have already set off for Qiang City. When do we go?" an Emei disciple asked.

Zi Lingxuan glanced at Shen Anzhi and Ge Wensong beside her, then briefly introduced the two to the Five Swordsmen, and said to Anzhi, "Anzhi, these are the Five Swordsmen of Lingxiao Palace. After passing their test, you will reach the Golden Summit."

An Zhi and Ge Wensong looked at each other, and Ge Wensong immediately replied, "Alright, five beautiful sisters, I, Ge Wensong from Huangshan, will not stand on ceremony. Please enlighten me, my five sisters."

"Fine, you two can come at me together," the disciple holding the Emei staff said dismissively.

This stumped Ge Wensong. He and An Zhi exchanged a knowing glance, realizing that these five guys were no pushovers.

Anzhi gripped her sword hilt tightly with both hands, her eyes filled with determination and fearlessness. She launched the first attack, her figure as swift as lightning, her sword moving with her body. In an instant, she transformed into a streak of light and rushed towards the five swordsmen. Her sword moves were fierce yet agile, the sword flowers blooming in the air like twinkling stars, aiming straight for the five swordsmen's vital points.

Ge Wensong was equally decisive. His weapon gleamed coldly as he unleashed Huangshan's unique techniques, his footwork steady as he coordinated with Anzhi to launch an attack from the other side, attempting to disrupt the Five Swordsmen's formation.

However, the five swordsmen of Emei Lingxiao Palace, honed through years of training and with impeccable teamwork, remained completely composed despite the combined attack from the two. The leader, an Emei swordsman, with sharp eyes, deftly deflected An Zhi's fierce sword strike with a light flick of his longsword. Immediately afterward, the disciple wielding the Emei dagger flashed, closing in on An Zhi and Ge Wensong like a ghost. The dagger flashed with a chilling light as it was swung, its angles of attack extremely tricky.

An Zhi and Ge Wensong quickly adjusted their state, trying to create distance from him and find an opportunity to counterattack, but they were forced to retreat repeatedly by the Emei Fist master. He was unarmed but had an extraordinary aura. His fists were clenched and his muscles were tense. He shouted loudly, and every punch he threw carried a fierce force, with a faint sound of air being cut.

After several rounds, Anzhi and Ge Wensong were forced to retreat repeatedly. They immediately prepared to use magic to attack, but after several attempts, they found that all their magic and spiritual power could not be used here.

"No need to waste your energy. Mount Emei is an immortal mountain, and no magic can work here." After saying this, the disciple holding the Emei staff swung it and unleashed a sweeping attack that forced An Zhi and Ge Wensong to retreat. Then, he stood up and used the momentum to smash down from above with tremendous force, creating a deep crater in the ground.

Seeing that Ge Wensong and An Zhi could not hold on any longer, the Emei Qigong disciple decided to launch a follow-up attack. He focused his energy in his dantian and slowly pushed out his hands. An invisible but powerful stream of energy surged toward An Zhi and Ge Wensong. Dust flew up wherever it went. An Zhi and Ge Wensong tried to resist, but the powerful stream of energy instantly broke through their defenses, causing them to stagger backward and fall to the ground. They felt their blood and energy were in disarray.

Challenge over...