In Emei, start by obtaining golden attributes.

Chapter 196 still left one with an unquenchable killing intent.

The moment this gentle force entered Xu Wenrui's body, the energy surged downstream rapidly, like a nimble fish swimming in water.

Even though he only used a trace of true essence, under Gu Shaoan's special control, the force wrapped in this trace of true essence seemed gentle and agile, but in reality it was as condensed and heavy as swinging a heavy hammer weighing dozens of kilograms.

When this force precisely and skillfully surged to Xu Wenrui's ankle and exploded, a short, crisp "snap!" sound rang out.

The sound was like the explosion of a firecracker with its fuse lit.

When the sound reached Gu Santong's ears, he instantly knew that Xu Wenrui's ankle bones had shattered.

For a moment, Gu Santong couldn't help but look at Gu Shaoan with surprise.

Being able to easily mix force into true energy and inject it into another person's body is not a remarkable thing.

Any martial artist who has returned to the Innate Realm can do it.

But it's completely different when someone like Gu Shaoan can precisely deliver his true essence and power to a specific location after it enters another person's body before unleashing it.

What may seem like a simple action actually requires extremely sophisticated and skillful techniques for generating and channeling force.

Furthermore, the resulting explosion is by no means an easy feat.

As his thoughts raced, Gu Santong's eyes flashed as if he had just thought of something.

"Hiss~~ The precise activation and explosion after the true essence and energy are injected into the body, this kid has such superb skills in controlling the movement."

At the same time this idea popped into his head, Gu Santong suddenly realized a problem.

That is, from the time he left the prison until now, Gu Santong has been with Gu Shaoan every day.

However, Gu Santong only knew that Gu Shaoan's internal energy cultivation had reached the level of Qi Condensation and Yuan Transformation, and that his skill was profound, pure, and powerful.

However, they did not know the level of Gu Shaoan's strength or the martial arts he had mastered.

Thinking about this, Gu Santong also felt a little curious.

Gu Shaoan was unaware of what Gu Santong was thinking at the moment, his attention focused solely on Xu Wenrui in front of him.

"Uh!"

As the soft force within his body directly crushed the bones of Xu Wenrui's ankle, Xu Wenrui felt as if he were being pierced by a high-voltage current, his eyes wide with fury.

He wanted to scream in agony, but the force emanating from Gu Shaoan's fingertips seemed to squeeze his airway down to a tiny crack.

Even breathing becomes extremely difficult, let alone making a sound through the throat.

The next second, as Gu Shaoan's shoulders slumped slightly, another force surged into Xu Wenrui's body through his fingertips, causing a "snap" sound to be heard on Xu Wenrui's ankle once again.

However, another bone in his foot was crushed by the force.

The excruciating pain caused Xu Wenrui's body to tremble violently for a moment, and the pain involuntarily distorted his face.

But Gu Shaoan seemed not to see it at all, and kept holding the Yitian Sword, which was wrapped in a black cloth in its scabbard, in one hand, while the other hand was choking Xu Wenrui's neck.

The energy flowed steadily and orderly into Xu Wenrui's body through Gu Shaoan's hand.

Each time the soft sound of firecrackers echoed, it was accompanied by the breaking of a bone in Xu Wenrui's body.

Ankle, calf, kneecap.
When Xu Wensheng's entire left leg was completely devoid of any intact bones, under Gu Shaoan's powerful energy, firecracker-like sounds began to repeat in Xu Wenrui's right foot.

In just a hundred breaths, Xu Wenrui had fainted four times, but each time he had just fainted, the tip of the scabbard of the Yitian Sword held by Gu Shaoan would directly press on Xu Wenrui's acupoints, and the excruciating pain that ripped through his internal organs would wake him up again.

Xu Wenrui could only helplessly feel his lower body bones being crushed piece by piece.

Xu Wenrui's body felt as if it were being repeatedly hammered by an invisible pile driver, convulsing and spasming violently with each sound of bones breaking.

With his throat being gripped, his face was contorted to an inhuman degree.

His eyeballs bulged horribly out of their sockets, and the whites of his eyes were covered with bursting blood vessels, as if he were about to break free and fly out at any moment.

Cold sweat poured out of every pore of his body like a torrential rain, instantly soaking through his clothes, and even dripping onto the ground, forming small puddles.

It also had a slightly fishy or musty smell.

He wanted to scream; he wanted to unleash this inhuman pain into the air with the most piercing voice.

But that iron-like hand steadily, coldly, and ruthlessly strangled his last connection to the outside world.

All the pain, despair, and fear could only be sealed tightly within this body that was being destroyed inch by inch, transforming into an even more frantic despair and a sense of impending death.

It was only when Xu Wenrui's legs were so badly damaged that Gu Shaoan loosened his grip on Xu Wenrui slightly.

The moment the gag was released, Xu Wenrui gasped for breath, weakly calling out things like "Help!" and "Someone come here!"

However, the torment of just a hundred breaths had completely drained Xu Wenrui's strength and spirit.

Even though Xu Wenrui shouted with all his might, the sound that came out was as faint as a mosquito's murmur.

Even Su Xin, who was on the side, could not hear it clearly, let alone let the sound reach the ears of the other Ghost Hand Gang members in the manor.

It was at this moment that Gu Shaoan spoke for the first time: "Your name?"

But when faced with Gu Shaoan's question, Xu Wenrui seemed to be overwhelmed by the pain, and his eyes were already somewhat dazed.

But the next second, as Gu Shaoan tightened his fingers, Xu Wenrui's tailbone suddenly exploded, and Xu Wenrui's body tensed up once again.

Just like before, Gu Shaoan's fingers were so strong that Xu Wenrui could not make a sound.

A few breaths later, Gu Shaoan spoke again.

"your name!"

This time, Xu Wenrui seemed to have regained some composure, and in response to Gu Shaoan's question, his voice, barely audible, slowly rang out.

"Xu, Xu Wenrui."

"How many members of the Ghost Hand Gang are there in this Valley Mountain City?"

"About a hundred people."

The next second, another loud bang came from Xu Wenrui's tailbone, causing Xu Wenrui's body to tense up in pain.

"I don't like ambiguous answers. Think it through before you speak."

After Gu Shaoan loosened his grip on him slightly, Xu Wenrui quickly said, "I, I'm telling the truth. As for the specific number of people, I don't know."

At this moment, Xu Wenrui seemed to finally come to his senses, and with a strong breath, he said, "Let me go, let me go. I can give you anything you want, money, women, anything."

Gu Shaoan, however, seemed not to have heard Xu Wenrui's words and continued to ask, "Where is your father?"

"In the backyard, the biggest yard."

Xu Wenrui didn't hesitate for a moment.

Gu Shaoan took a deep breath, and his true essence enveloped his strength, instantly shattering all the bones in Xu Wenrui's upper body. The intense pain twisted Xu Wenrui's features, making him look like a demon.

The next second, Xu Wenrui's entire body trembled violently a few times before he fainted again.

After Xu Wenrui lost consciousness, Gu Shaoan did not waste any more time on him. With a slight twist of his arm, he broke Xu Wenrui's neck.

He casually tossed Xu Wenrui's body aside, showing no mercy, and the terrifying force sent Xu Wenrui's body crashing to the ground like a cannonball with a loud "bang".

They had actually embedded Xu Wenrui's body directly into the bluestone floor.

Looking at Xu Wenrui, who had already breathed his last, Gu Santong looked at Gu Shaoan.

"While this guy certainly deserved to die, killing him based on just one question isn't like you at all, is it?"

Over the past few months, Gu Santong has gained a certain understanding of Gu Shaoan's style of doing things.

They almost always plan carefully before taking action.

Moreover, their thinking is particularly thorough.

From the moment he entered the prison to the moment he was helped to leave, almost everything was considered with utmost care.

He was so cautious, it was nothing like someone who was nineteen.

Even now, the scabbard of the Yitian Sword, which represents the position of the young leader of the Emei Sect, is completely covered, with only the hilt exposed.

Therefore, Gu Santong thought that when facing Xu Wenrui, Gu Shaoan should at least first understand the situation of the Ghost Hand Gang from Xu Wenrui before taking action.

In response to Gu Santong's question, Gu Shaoan said, "Now that it has been confirmed that this place is indeed the Ghost Hand Gang's stronghold, and that these people are engaged in kidnapping and trafficking, there is no need to say more."

"Moreover, and the one who knows the Ghost Hand Gang's situation best isn't him either." Gu Santong thought of Gu Shaoan's last question and then nodded, saying, "That's right, the one who knows the Ghost Hand Gang's situation best, even if you kill the young ones, there are still the old ones."

"Since we know that the leader of the Ghost Hand Gang is in this courtyard, there is indeed no need to leave this thing behind."

"In terms of understanding the Ghost Hand Gang, the gang leader definitely knows more than the young gang leader."

Then, Gu Santong muttered to himself, "How come I didn't think of that just now? Otherwise, this kid wouldn't have beaten me to it."

As he spoke, Gu Santong glanced at Xu Wenrui's corpse.

His eyes revealed undisguised disgust.

However, when his gaze fell upon the female corpse in the sack, Gu Santong couldn't help but sigh.

"Unfortunately, we arrived a little late."

Gu Shaoan's gaze fell on the corpse again, lingering for a moment before he took a deep breath.

After a few breaths, Gu Shaoan murmured softly, "Sure enough, after four years, these guys from the Ghost Hand Gang still make people feel so uneasy and murderous."

After saying that, Gu Shaoan slowly turned around.

The murderous intent was boiling.

Seeing this, Gu Santong shook his head and said, "It seems that everyone in this winery today is probably not going to live much longer."

Su Xin's gentle gaze fell on the female corpse, her eyes filled with growing pity.

Immediately afterward, Su Xin gritted her teeth and said, "These people deserve to die."

Finally, Su Xin turned to look at Gu Santong, her eyes reddening: "Santong."

Although it was just a soft call, Gu Santong understood Su Xin's meaning perfectly.

In response, Gu Santong patted Su Xin on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry! No one in this manor will escape today."

After saying that, Gu Santong embraced Su Xin, and as he leaned forward, he vanished without a trace, like a ghost.

The clouds thickened, making the night even darker.

A cool breeze was blowing.

It was truly a dark and stormy night.

Inside a room in the side courtyard of Sihai Winery.

The air was thick with the stench of cheap liquor.

The walls were blackened by years of smoke and fire, and in the corners of the room, you could even see grayish, fluffy spider webs.

A table full of leftovers was haphazardly piled on the central wooden table, oil congealed on the rim of a chipped earthenware bowl, and several fat flies buzzed around it.

Three men dressed in dirty, tight-fitting clothes, their shirts open to reveal their hairy, unkempt chests, were sitting around a table.

A burly man with a thick waist and broad shoulders, and a hideous scar on his face, was picking at the bits of meat between his teeth with a greasy finger.

Another man, relatively tall and thin with a slightly sinister look and a pointed face, held a half-bowl of murky wine, his eyes already somewhat glazed over.

Bai Zhenshan, sitting at the head of the table, exuded the most refined aura.

Although he was over forty, Bai Zhenshan was still fit and strong, in no way inferior to those young men in their twenties.

His hands had large knuckles, and the fingertips and the area between his thumb and forefinger were covered with thick calluses, clearly indicating that he was skilled in hand techniques.

His cheeks were thin, his cheekbones were slightly prominent, and his long, narrow, triangular eyes gleamed with the slickness and ruthlessness of someone who had spent years navigating the underworld.

Although there were several empty wine bottles on the ground, Bai Zhenshan's eyes remained clear.

"Brother Bai."

At this moment, the burly man with the scarred face next to him let out a burp reeking of alcohol, then squinted his eyes and asked curiously, "I heard that a few months ago when our gang leader led a group to wipe out the Meishan Clan, you went along too?"

When this was mentioned, the sharp-faced man next to him seemed to become interested as well.

"By the way, I heard that Mei Jiangxue, the daughter of the current head of the Meishan family, has been a beauty since childhood. At only fourteen years old, she has already blossomed into a stunning beauty, like a fairy. Is that true?"

Looking at the two faces in front of him, filled with excitement and curiosity, Bai Zhenshan chuckled softly.

His voice was hoarse, like sandpaper scraping: "Hey, in the martial arts world, other news may be false, but most news related to beauties is true."

"That Mei Jiangxue is indeed so tender that you could squeeze water out of her. How should I put it? Compared to the top courtesan of Chunhua Tower, her face looks like it's been chewed by a dog."

The two people next to Bai Zhenshan looked on with suspicion as they listened to what he said.

"Really? It's that good-looking?"

Bai Zhenshan said with certainty, "Would I lie to you? You haven't seen it. That little vixen's appearance is simply stunning, especially her eyes, which are so watery. One look at them can melt your heart."

As if he had thought of something, Bai Zhenshan couldn't help but smack his lips.

"What a pity! After all the experts from the Meishan family were dealt with, that little girl disappeared somewhere."

"The gang leader and our brothers, along with those bastards from the Sihai Hall in Meishan Family Village, ransacked Meijiabao inside and out, even searching the dog holes, but they still couldn't find that little girl. The gang leader and the people from Sihai Hall were so angry that they cursed and swore for a long time."

"Didn't find it?" The sharp-faced man deflated like a punctured balloon, his face filled with disappointment.

"What a damn pity. If we could capture him, we brothers could take turns enjoying his company. If the young leader takes a liking to him and forces him to stay, we might be able to enjoy the good life after a few years when he gets tired of him. Hehe."

He rubbed his fingers together, his eyes darting around lewdly, as if imagining some unsavory scene.

Bai Zhenshan glanced at the two of them and said irritably, "What's the point of having a good look? If the young master really sets his sights on you, you'll be dead."

"And can eye candy feed you? Or can it be exchanged for real money? Is that all you're capable of?"

He put down his wine glass, leaned forward slightly, and lowered his voice, his hoarse voice filled with seduction and greed.

"You know, she's the only eldest daughter of the Mei family, a lady from a prestigious family, and she's so beautiful."

"If we could capture them alive, they would be priceless."

"If we resell it, not to mention the gang leader and the others, even just us brothers can easily get several hundred taels of gold each."

He grinned, revealing teeth stained yellow from cheap tobacco: "With money, would you still care about this run-down Chunhua Tower in the city?"

"When the time comes, we brothers will take our gold and go straight to the Dream Pavilion in Baiyang Mansion, stay for a month or two, and have those top courtesans take turns serving us. That would be real bliss."

The scene depicted by Bai Zhenshan is clearly very persuasive.

The scarred, burly man slapped his thigh, his eyes gleaming like a hungry wolf, and shouted excitedly, "Yes, yes, Brother Bai is the real deal!"

However, just as the three of them were indulging in the beautiful dream described by Bai Zhenshan under the influence of alcohol, a detached voice suddenly pierced through the murky and noisy air in the room and quietly entered the room.

"You may not be able to stay at Dream Back Tower, but I have a nice place that would suit you all."

As the voice rang out, three faint yet sharp sneers suddenly pierced through the doors and windows, landing precisely on the three people's bodies.

Immediately afterwards, a few crisp "ding-ding-ding" sounds came from beneath the three people's feet.

It was the sound of three copper coins hitting the floor.

Just as the three people's pressure points were sealed, the door to their room was suddenly pushed open from the outside by a powerful force.

As the door was pushed open, a cold wind mixed with a slight smell of blood blew into the room.

When Bai Zhenshan, who was facing the gate, saw Gu Shaoan and the other two outside the gate, he also noticed the several corpses lying motionless on the ground in the courtyard behind them.

As for the battle outside, the group didn't hear a sound from beginning to end.

There can only be one possible scenario for this to occur.

Those Ghost Hands gang members outside never got a chance to speak before they died.

Thinking of this, Bai Zhenshan's heart sank.

The fear that rose up his spine and the beads of cold sweat on his forehead instantly sobered him up completely.

Seemingly noticing Bai Zhenshan's gaze, Gu Shaoan's eyes swept over the other two before settling on him.

When Bai Zhenshan met Gu Shaoan's indifferent gaze, he felt a chill run down his spine.

(End of this chapter)