In Emei, start by obtaining golden attributes.

Chapter 180 When out and about, boys must protect themselves.

Without feeling any leverage, Dongfang Bai was like a ghost, his body floating lightly off the armchair.

As the fiery red robe left a trail like flames in the air, Dongfang Bai, who was sitting on the armchair just a moment ago, was now standing in front of Gu Shaoan, less than three feet away.

A hand had been raised without anyone noticing and patted Gu Shaoan on the shoulder.

The entire process was conducted without making a single sound, which was extremely strange.

But as Dongfang Bai's palm moved forward two inches again, Gu Shaoan's right hand also rose silently to meet Dongfang Bai's palm strike.

When their palms touched, not a sound was made.

However, a wave of energy erupted from the center of their palms.

Upon being hit by this terrifying, hurricane-like shockwave, Sang San Niang, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but take several steps back until her back hit the wall.

The flames burning fiercely in the stoves inside the house were also blown away by the spreading air currents, making it difficult for them to rise.

Even the dancers who were seven or eight feet away were blown to the ground by this terrifying gust of wind.

Immediately afterwards, Dongfang Bai's body involuntarily took a step back.

Gu Shaoan's body was as if welded to the spot, without moving an inch.

Looking at Gu Shaoan, who remained unmoved, a look of surprise flashed across Dongfang Bai's face.

After striking once, Dongfang Bai did not make another move, but his eyes lit up.

"After four years, with Young Master Gu's talent, he has indeed entered the realm of Qi Condensation and Yuan Formation."

Upon hearing the words spoken by Dongfang Bai, Sang San Niang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned her head to look at Gu Shaoan.

By now, Sang San Niang was perfectly aware that the man wearing a bamboo hat was none other than Gu Shaoan, the Emei Sect disciple who had fought Dongfang Bai in Dengfeng Prefecture four years ago.

Upon hearing the voice, Gu Shaoan's expression, hidden beneath his veil, showed a hint of astonishment.

After a moment's thought, Gu Shaoan slowly spoke: "Master Dongfang's strength has also improved considerably in the past four years. However, I am curious as to how Master Dongfang guessed my identity in advance?"

Dongfang Bai chuckled and said, "My men said that although the person who made the move last night covered his face with a bamboo hat, his voice was extremely young."

"Furthermore, this afternoon you used acupressure to interrogate those two spies I trained. Although when I arrived, the residual true energy in their acupoints was barely perceptible, I could still feel the balance of yin and yang within their true energy and the warm, mellow feeling, which was extremely similar to the aura of your true energy four years ago."

After listening to what Dongfang Bai said, Gu Shaoan understood how Dongfang Bai had guessed his identity.

Gu Shaoan slowly said, "I didn't expect that the Eastern Cult Leader still remembers the events of four years ago so clearly."

Dongfang Bai smiled gently and said, "If you were an ordinary, mediocre person, you would naturally not be worthy of my attention. But with Young Hero Gu's talent and strength, it is difficult for me not to remember you well!"

Leaving aside Gu Shaoan's abilities.

Just the words and demeanor that Gu Shaoan said to him four years ago after rejecting him, which left him with no room for rebuttal, would be hard for anyone to forget, let alone Dongfang Bai.

Then, Dongfang Bai turned to the dancer who had stood up and looked nervous and apprehensive, and said, "Wanjiang City is famous for its dance. It is said to be a fusion of dances from the Western Regions and the Great Wei Kingdom. It is bold yet reserved, charming but not seductive, delicate but not gaudy. It has its own unique style."

As he spoke, Dongfang Bai looked at Gu Shaoan and said, "Young Master Gu, would you be interested in having a few drinks and enjoying the scenery together?"

Gu Shaoan shook his head in response to Dongfang Bai's invitation.

"Four years ago, I told the Eastern Cult Leader that while we can do some things because of our different stances, it's better to keep things separate."

Four years ago, Gu Shaoan was still able to distinguish between different positions.

Moreover, Gu Shaoan now wields the Heaven-Slaying Sword and has become the young leader of the Emei Sect.

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Bai couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

The laughter seemed to convey both understanding and helplessness.

"Indeed, Young Master Gu's stance is impeccable, yet it is also impossible to refute."

After saying that, Dongfang Bai waved his hand at Sang San Niang: "Bring the person out!"

Upon hearing Dongfang Bai's words, Sang San Niang immediately turned around and clapped her hands.

Footsteps came from the second floor.

Immediately afterwards, Elder Tong Baixiong of the Sun Moon Sect and several disciples of the Sun Moon Sect escorted Qu Yang and Qu Feiyan down the stairs.

Just as Gu Shaoan's gaze fell on Qu Yang and Qu Feiyan, Dongfang Bai spoke up: "When I found them before, I also heard Qu Yang and his granddaughter's conversation. I learned that the reason why Qu Yang fled towards Wanjiang City this time was to let his granddaughter hide her identity and join the Emei Sect."

Upon hearing what Dongfang Bai said, Gu Shaoan immediately guessed Qu Yang's thoughts.

Just then, Dongfang Bai spoke up again: "I am curious, does the Emei Sect accept someone like Elder Qu's granddaughter or not?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Shaoan pondered for a moment and said, "Since you were able to think of hiding your identity, it seems that Elder Qu had already inquired about the Emei Sect's disciple recruitment situation beforehand. If you were planning something, you would most likely let this girl join the sect if the disciples or elders inside the sect did not know her true identity."

"However, according to the rules of my Emei sect, if it is later discovered that one of my Emei disciples has a direct relative who has caused harm to the local area or committed acts of cruelty to others, and the disciple has not committed any wrongdoing after joining the Emei sect, then his/her martial arts will be abolished and he/she will be expelled from Emei."

"If a disciple harms others or commits evil deeds after joining the Emei Sect, he/she shall be executed according to the sect rules."

Conquering a country is difficult, but maintaining it is even more difficult.

Neither Abbess Miejue, Abbess Wujue, nor even Gu Shaoan are omniscient or omnipotent.

Identity can be forged, and even the way people meet can be artificially created.

Even if someone is prepared to take advantage of another's unpreparedness, not only the Emei Sect, but also the Wudang and Shaolin Sects would be unable to avoid the same situation.

There are clear regulations regarding these matters within the Emei Sect.

There's no need to think about this much.

"clap clap"

Suddenly, Dongfang Bai, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but clap his hands.

When she looked at Gu Shaoan, her face was filled with an undisguised smile.

"As expected of the Emei Sect, its discipline is indeed upright and strict. No wonder Young Hero Gu had such a clear stance and concept when he was still young four years ago. The Emei Sect's method of training disciples is truly admirable."

Seemingly satisfied with his curiosity, Dongfang Bai changed the subject, saying, "Alright, things have been made clear. Since Young Master Gu has no interest in watching the dance or drinking the wine, let's do something else."

"After all, Young Hero Gu killed an elder of my Sun Moon Divine Sect yesterday. It would be unreasonable not to fight back. I have already found a place. What do you think, Young Hero Gu?"

In response to Dongfang Bai's question, Gu Shaoan replied calmly, "I will gladly oblige."

Four years have passed, and Gu Shaoan is curious about what level Dongfang Bai's strength has improved to now.

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Bai smiled gently, then flicked his long sleeves, and his body floated towards the door as lightly as a kite.

Seeing this, Gu Shaoan turned around, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and quickly followed.

With their lightness skills, in less than a quarter of an hour, the two figures darted out of the city like shadows.

They continued until they reached a dilapidated Taoist temple five miles outside the city.

Although the cold wind was still biting, the heavy snow that had been falling for days had stopped at some point.

The clouds in the sky dispersed, revealing the long-awaited bright moon.

The moonlight was as cold as frost, and the dilapidated statues in the ruined Taoist temple cast hideous and grotesque shadows in the dappled moonlight, while the broken walls and ruins resembled the skeleton of a giant beast.

Standing atop the dilapidated walls surrounding the Taoist temple, Gu Shaoan still did not remove his straw hat.

When out and about, boys must take good care of themselves.

When a handsome man like Gu Shaoan is out in public, one should be even more careful.

After all, Gu Shaoan knew what kind of martial arts Dongfang Bai practiced.

Gu Shaoan wasn't sure if Dongfang Bai's orientation had gone astray.

If Dongfang Bai has set his sights on us, today might truly be a fight to the death.

Otherwise, Gu Shaoan might not be able to sleep at night anymore.

Dongfang Bai was unaware of Gu Shaoan's concerns.

Although he disliked that Gu Shaoan was still wearing a bamboo hat, Dongfang Bai didn't find it too strange, considering the distance Gu Shaoan was deliberately maintaining between them.

The moon sets on the lake, leaving no ripples. At this moment, the true energy within Gu Shaoan and Dongfang Bai surges rapidly like the water in the lake.

As if sensing the heavy aura emanating from the two individuals, a suffocating silence began to settle over the area around the Taoist temple.

Just as Dongfang Bai's aura had reached its peak, accompanied by the words "Young Master Gu, be careful," Dongfang Bai and Gu Shaoan, ten feet away, moved almost simultaneously.

Before the afterimages of the two figures had faded, they had already crashed into the center of the Taoist temple from both ends.

It wasn't running, it wasn't leaping, but rather it seemed to vanish into thin air and then instantly condense back into shape at the core, moving faster than the visual senses could capture, leaving only two air currents in the air that looked as if they had been violently torn apart by a tremendous force and then instantly mended.

It's still the simplest palm strike, just like before.

This time, however, Dongfang Bai did not hold back with the force of his palm strike as he had in the restaurant.

"boom!"

As their palms met, a terrifying shockwave erupted from the two of them.

As the dust billowed up, the figures of Gu Shaoan and Dongfang Bai became completely blurred within a radius of about ten feet.

Under the moonlight, only two distinctly different streaks of light, one black and one red, could be seen frantically entangled, colliding, and separating.

Dongfang Bai's blood-red robe was now dancing like a raging torrent from a sea of ​​blood in hell. As the sleeves fluttered, countless sharp and unparalleled gusts of wind, capable of easily piercing metal and stone, tore through the air.

Fingers, palms, sleeves, elbows, shoulders.

Every part of his body had become a deadly weapon, and his inhuman, eerie speed moved like a ghost, creating one after another afterimage around Gu Shaoan.

Faced with Dongfang Bai's fierce offensive, Gu Shaoan moved with lightning speed, his fingers like sword blades, his palms like sword spines, his arms like sword bodies, and his black shirt fluttering as he blocked all of Dongfang Bai's attacks with just the right feeling.

In just a few breaths, the two had already exchanged dozens of blows.

The more he fought, the more surprised Dongfang Bai became.

"How can his movement be so fast?"

The Sunflower Manual, which Dongfang Bai cultivated, was a martial art that emphasized speed and unpredictability.

In the past four years, since Dongfang Bai castrated himself, he has cultivated the nine-layered "Sunflower Manual" to the seventh layer.

Furthermore, Dongfang Bai discovered that the "Sunflower Manual" seemed to be tailor-made for him.

The movement techniques and lightness skills in the "Sunflower Manual" have been cultivated by Dongfang Bai to the level of "perfect and smooth".

Dongfang Bai was confident that with his current level of lightness skill combined with the envoy's Sunflower True Essence, even martial artists who had condensed their Qi into Gang might not be able to compare with him in terms of lightness skill, movement technique, and speed.

But now, Gu Shaoan's speed and agility are actually keeping up with his movements.

Compared to four years ago, it's like night and day.

How could this not alarm Dongfang Bai?

Seemingly defying superstition, Dongfang Bai let out a soft shout, and then his figure swayed.

In an instant, a red shadow appeared like a phantom, unleashing its full power. Dongfang Bai transformed into a streak of crimson light whose form was completely indistinguishable as he arrived.

His speed was three points faster than before, subtly surpassing Gu Shaoan.

"As expected of Dongfang Bai."

Gu Shaoan's "Nine Shadows of the Spiral" has reached the level of "perfect and smooth", and when used at full power, even Fang Yeyu is inferior to him.

However, when facing Dongfang Bai, who is also at the Qi Condensation stage, he is still slightly suppressed in terms of movement speed.

This demonstrates Dongfang Bai's significant progress in mastering the "Sunflower Manual" over the past four years.

After exchanging more than ten blows, and seeing that he still couldn't gain the upper hand, Dongfang Bai flicked his long sleeves, and several embroidery needles silently appeared in his hand.

The next instant, a dense, sharp whistling sound, sharp enough to pierce eardrums, came like a swarm of bees.

Then, countless points of cold light and a sky full of needle-like shadows shot towards Gu Shaoan from different angles, covering the sky like stars.

Just considering these few specks of cold light, their sheer number is definitely no less than the "rain of flowers and coins" that Shangguan Haitang used before.

Faced with the overwhelming needle shadows, Gu Shaoan's powerful Emei Nine Yang True Essence surged wildly towards his arm, following a vast and ancient trajectory.

As the wrist rotates and the breath sinks with the shoulder, the right palm thrusts out forcefully! The momentum rises like a collapsing mountain, and the force falls like a splitting sea.

"Ang~"

A terrifying dragon roar, ancient, majestic, and like a primordial dragon breaking free from its seal, suddenly erupted from Gu Shaoan's palm and the space in front of him that had been compressed to its limit.

The terrifying energy and palm force instantly condensed into a three-zhang-long pale golden dragon-shaped energy that roared towards him.

The terrifying palm wind, mixed with powerful energy, swept through like a hurricane, scattering all the needle shadows in front of him.

"What kind of palm technique is this?"

Seeing the dragon-shaped energy force that had swallowed and torn away his needle shadow with unstoppable momentum, Dongfang Bai's eyes narrowed.

Before he could think further, the remaining force and the palm wind made Dongfang Bai, who was rushing towards him, feel a chill in his heart, and his body instantly flew back three zhang like a kite.

However, just as Dongfang Bai retreated, Gu Shaoan's body spun around like a top.

As the black figure spun around, it left behind trails of slowly dissipating afterimages in the air.

In an instant, it appeared above Dongfang Bai, as if it came with the wind.

At the same time, Gu Shaoan's right hand, which had been resting on the hilt of the Yitian Sword without him noticing, suddenly clenched down.

The moment when arm muscles tense up.

"Keng!"

A clear, resonant dragon's roar broke the silence of the night sky.

The moment the sword was drawn, the arm extended, the movement flowing smoothly and elegantly as the longsword in hand was swept forward and the blade was thrust towards the body.

In Dongfang Bai's eyes, he seemed to be in a vast snowfield, and Gu Shaoan's sword was like a snowflake falling from the sky.

Gentle, soothing, and even with a touch of elegant beauty.

But it gave him the feeling that an ordinary person exposed to the sky, facing snowflakes falling from the sky as light as feathers, had no way to dodge or avoid them.

At that moment, an unprecedented feeling of palpitation surged through my spine, like a cold, venomous snake coiling around me.

Years of combat experience honed his martial arts instincts, prompting Dongfang Bai to raise the embroidery needle he had been holding between his fingers and infused with crimson true energy the instant the sword light touched his body.

Although he raised the embroidery needle, looking at the sword light in the air that seemed to arrive erratically like snowflakes, Dongfang Bai hesitated.

"bass"

It was during that moment of hesitation that a faint, almost inaudible sound, like the softest silk being cut, emerged.

It's like a gentle touch of snowflakes, bringing a chill that can seep into your heart.

The next second, a flash of sword light streaked past, and Gu Shaoan's figure had already gracefully brushed past Dongfang Bai.

Dongfang Bai slowly lowered his head and found that the end of the embroidery needle in his right hand was still between his thumb and forefinger.

The cut was as smooth as if it had been polished in a mirror.

The other piece drifted down silently, bounced twice on the cold bluestone ground, and then fell silent.

As if he hadn't expected such an ending, Dongfang Bai stood frozen in place, quietly looking down at the broken half of the embroidery needle on the ground.

At this moment, even the fiery red robe she wore seemed to lose its brilliance.

It wasn't until the sound of a long sword being sheathed reached his ears that Dongfang Bai snapped out of his daze.

Slowly turning around, Dongfang Bai looked at Gu Shaoan, who stood quietly holding the Heaven-Slaying Sword. After his throat bobbed twice, he slowly asked, "What is this sword strike called?"

Although her voice was still soft, it had become deeper.

In response to Dongfang Bai's question, Gu Shaoan slowly replied, "The Emei Sword Manual, Sword Seven, Snowfall."

　Let me explain why this is a late post. While writing, I realized that Xiao Zhao wasn't suitable for simply joining Emei, because Dai Qisi's identity is too problematic! Otherwise, it would affect the Emei sect and the protagonist's character development. Qu Feiyan would also have to join Emei, making the sect a den of iniquity. So, I've revised the earlier parts! I've also adjusted the Tianlong storyline, temporarily removing the later parts. I've changed Kumārajīva's name to Kumārajīva Kong, trying to make the fusion of the martial arts world smoother and avoid major conflicts. I hope you understand! Also, there will still be three updates today! The next chapter will be posted at 10 AM!

　　
　
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