In Emei, start by obtaining golden attributes.

Chapter 246: Women are not allowed to stay in college

Seeing that he still remembered her, Sun Xiaohong immediately beamed with joy, her smile as radiant as spring sunshine melting snow. Her inner joy and vitality seemed to warm the entire second floor of the drab little tavern.

Without the slightest hesitation, she stretched out her slender, fair fingers and gently peeled off the edge of her cheek, revealing a human skin mask.

That ordinary, unremarkable face vanished instantly.

What appeared before Gu Shaoan and Huang Xuemei was a face full of vitality.

Her skin was a healthy, warm wheat color, radiating youthful glow and vitality, as if bathed in sunlight. Her features were already exceptionally bright and expressive, but now, without the mask, her eyes shone even more brilliantly beneath her elegant eyebrows. Her gaze was clear and lively, brimming with spirit. Her nose was straight and charming, and her lips naturally held a bright, confident, and slightly mischievous smile.

Combined with her already pretty and outstanding face, she is like a wild rose blooming freely in the sunlight, unpretentious and naturally radiant.

She smiled brightly at Gu Shaoan, her voice clear and melodious: "Hello, Brother Gu."

At this moment, Sun Xiaohong radiated a dazzling light, completely different from her ordinary appearance after her disguise, which made Huang Xuemei, who was standing quietly to the side, take a second look.

Sun Baifa, who was smoking a pipe nearby, couldn't help but grin when he saw this scene.

In response, Sun Baifa asked curiously, "Where do you find someone who takes off their human skin mask and reveals their true face after just meeting them? Are you very familiar with this kid?"

Sun Xiaohong smiled and said, "We've known Brother Gu for several years now, how can we not be familiar with each other?"

Faced with his own granddaughter's rebuttal, Sun Baifa couldn't help but roll his eyes, inwardly cursing, "Girls grow up and leave home."

Then, glancing at Gu Shaoan's face and then at Sun Xiaohong, Sun Baifa couldn't help but take a few puffs of his pipe.

After sitting down with Huang Xuemei, Gu Shaoan smiled and looked at Sun Baifa.

With a smile playing on his lips, he said, "I never realized before that your storytelling was just a bunch of nonsense."

Knowing what Gu Shaoan was referring to, Sun Baifa said confidently, "When Pang Ban fought you, I wasn't in Emei. How would I know about your fight? Besides, it involves a battle between you and Pang Ban at your level. Even if I told the truth, would those people understand?"

As he spoke, Sun Baifa looked up at Gu Shaoan, a hint of amazement flashing in his eyes.

"When I met you a few years ago, I guessed that with your talent, you would definitely have a place among the top masters in the future. I just didn't expect that in just a few years, your strength would have reached this level."

"Such talent is second to none in the past few hundred years."

Gu Shaoan said gently, "Senior is too kind."

Sun Baifa tapped the ash inside his pipe, glanced at Huang Xuemei, and then looked at the zither case behind her.

Looking at the intricate patterns on the instrument case, a hint of doubt flashed across Sun Baifa's face.

"The pattern on this violin case looks somewhat familiar. Let me think..."

A few breaths later, Sun Baifa's eyes flashed, and he said with some surprise, "Heavenly Demon Harp? You are the successor of that Six-Fingered guy?"

Huang Xuemei frowned when she saw that Sun Baifa recognized her at a glance.

"Does the senior know your master?"

Sun Baifa said slowly, "Decades ago, your family's founder, Six Fingers, challenged me to a fight over the ranking of weapons."

As he spoke, Sun Baifa took a puff of his pipe, a look of reminiscence on his face.

"Time really flies! In the blink of an eye, decades have passed. It's just a pity that things have changed and people are no longer the same."

Seemingly feeling that the topic was a bit heavy, Sun Bai sighed and then changed the subject.

"Speaking of which, what brings you to Tianxiang Tower?"

Gu Shaoan asked, "Senior, is there something wrong with Tianxiang Tower?"

Sun Baifa glanced at Gu Shaoan and said, "We're all old foxes, what are you pretending for, you little fox?"

Upon seeing this, Gu Shaoan said, "So you already knew, senior."

Sun Baifa shook his head and said, "Don't think of the old man as too divine. He's just been telling stories at Tianxiang Tower these past few days, and suddenly noticed something was wrong today."

As he spoke, Sun Baifa frowned, as if he had thought of something.

Then he looked at Gu Shaoan and said, "Kid, this Lin Xian'er is no ordinary person. I advise you to stay away from her."

Gu Shaoan nodded and said, "This junior understands, thank you for the reminder, senior."

Sun Baifa raised an eyebrow in response to Gu Shaoan's reply.

After thinking for a while, Sun Baifa asked, "Do you know who's behind Lin Xian'er?"

Gu Shaoan smiled as he accepted the wine glass from Sun Xiaohong, took a sip, and then asked, "Senior, are you referring to Shangguan Jin Hong behind Lin Xian'er, or the forces behind Shangguan Jin Hong?"

"Ok?"

Hearing Gu Shaoan's words, Sun Baifa's hand, which was stuffing tobacco into his pipe, suddenly stopped. He looked at Gu Shaoan with some surprise: "You kid, how do you know so much?"

Then, Sun Baifa looked at Gu Shaoan with some suspicion and said, "You didn't do something to offend them, did you?"

In response to Sun Baifa's question, Gu Shaoan chuckled and said, "Does Senior think I'm the kind of person who causes trouble everywhere?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Baifa said meaningfully, "You don't seem like the type to cause trouble, but with your current talent, trouble will inevitably come knocking on your door."

Gu Shaoan nodded in deep agreement: "In the world of martial arts, some things are simply unavoidable."

Immediately afterward, Sun Baifa glanced at Huang Xuemei, who had a puzzled look on her face, and a doubt arose in his heart. Then he looked at Gu Shaoan, raised an eyebrow, and transmitted his voice with his internal energy: "This little girl doesn't know the situation yet?"

Gu Shaoan also transmitted his voice using his internal energy, saying, "The affairs of the Azure Dragon Society are unusual, and it's not convenient to make it known to everyone."

Upon hearing Gu Shaoan's reply, Sun Baifa pondered for a moment before asking, "After several years apart, are you planning to do what you did last time, or just have a simple chat and a few drinks?"

Gu Shaoan smiled and said, "Senior didn't take the initiative last time like you did this time."

Sun Baifa said disdainfully, "A few years ago, you were just a little guy who had just returned to the Innate Realm. How bored must this old man be to think of bullying a junior like you?"

After a pause, Sun Baifa continued, "But now! This old man is curious, what level has your strength reached now? Even a fierce person like the Demon Master Pang Ban is no match for you."

Gu Shaoan replied, "I hope I won't disappoint you, senior."

As they spoke, the group got up and went downstairs.

After a stick of incense.

On a plain ten miles outside the city.

The bright moon hung high in the sky, and its cool moonlight poured down like silver sand, illuminating a flat and open wilderness ten miles outside the city gate.

The night wind rustled softly through the knee-high withered grass, making the vast, silent wilderness seem even more desolate. In the distance, the city's outline was reduced to a blurry silhouette in the darkness. Gu Shaoan and Sun Baifa stood silently facing each other, three zhang apart.

His ever-present pipe was now casually held in his hand, the bowl still glowing with faint, lingering red light under the cold moon.

Not far away, Huang Xuemei and Sun Xiaohong stood to one side.

Compared to Sun Xiaohong, who was staring intently at Gu Shaoan without moving, Huang Xuemei's gaze was fixed on Sun Baifa.

In Huang Xuemei's perception, although Sun Baifa's figure was still hunched over, he stood there like an old spear driven into the earth, exuding a majestic aura as solid as a mountain and as if he had endured countless trials and tribulations, which spread outwards invisibly.

Moreover, when Huang Xuemei used her lightness skill just now, she had difficulty sensing the aura within Sun Baifa's body.

This is enough to show that Sun Baifa's internal strength level far surpasses hers.

With such profound cultivation, he also knew Mr. Six Fingers, the founder of the Heavenly Dragon Sect.

This made Huang Xuemei quite curious about Sun Baifa's identity.

All was silent except for the rustling of the night wind through the wild grass, as if whispering for the upcoming showdown.

The moonlight, like mercury spilling onto the ground, clearly imprinted the two figures on the vast earth.

A few breaths later, Sun Baifa casually beckoned to Gu Shaoan with his dry, pine-bark-like fingers.

"Kid, this old man's bones aren't so tough anymore, so take it easy!"

Gu Shaoan smiled and said, "You flatter me, senior."

As soon as he finished speaking, the moment his internal energy began to circulate, Gu Shaoan's figure suddenly blurred. Gu Shaoan's figure seemed to disappear into thin air, and then in the next instant, he suddenly appeared a foot in front of Sun Baifa as if he had torn through space.

Its speed was so fast that it was truly like "a dragon soaring through the sky," moving like a startled swan, with unstoppable momentum.

As they drew near, Gu Shaoan twisted his wrist, his five fingers forming a palm, and lunged straight at Sun Baifa's chest.

The solidified Qi energy, mixed with terrifying power, condensed into a golden dragon-shaped energy.

The moment the energy condensed, it seemed as if Gu Shaoan's entire body was coiled around a dragon, and the head of the golden dragon encompassed Gu Shaoan's hand.

As the palm pressed down from the air, a deep and majestic "dragon's roar" suddenly rang out.

Under the influence of the "soaring dragon's momentum," the sudden burst of dragon roars became even louder and more powerful.

The overwhelming force of the palm strike mixed with the palm wind, making the surrounding palm wind as cold as the winter wind. Before it even reached his body, it made Sun Baifa's thin old robe flutter loudly, and even the withered grass under his feet was pressed down and flattened.

Before the palm strikes, the momentum arrives first.

Feeling the fierce and domineering force of Gu Shaoan's palm, Sun Baifa's pupils contracted sharply.

His withered old face showed no sign of slackness. He raised his left hand and met the attack with a palm strike.

Sun Baifa's palm strike appeared unremarkable, even exhibiting a sluggishness characteristic of the elderly.

As their palms collided, there was no force or shockwave.

It wasn't that Gu Shaoan and Sun Baifa's palm strikes and internal energy were insufficient.

It was because both of them had compressed and condensed their palm force and internal energy into one.

At the very moment their palms met, both men sensed the extraordinary power of the other's strike.

In Sun Baifa's perception, Gu Shaoan's palm strike carried a fierce and domineering force, embodying an indomitable and unyielding will.

In Gu Shaoan's keen perception, Sun Baifa's seemingly hasty palm strike was also extraordinary and exquisite in its force.

It was not a forceful, overwhelming power, but rather a dense, continuous, layered flow, like the undercurrents beneath the deep sea, one wave after another rising.

It was clearly just one palm strike, but the force of the palm strike was as if it were dozens of palm strikes stacked together. Each layer of force was extremely flexible, like an invisible flow of water, interlocking and connecting with each other in a wonderfully subtle way.

Under the influence of this unique "Thousand Waves" soft palm force, Gu Shaoan's powerful and unparalleled "Regretful Dragon" palm force was like a boulder thrown into a deep sea whirlpool, constantly being dissolved and dispersed by the layered and endless flexible force.

It's as if even the greatest power would be worn away by these endless, cyclical waves.

However, just when Sun Baifa thought that his unique strength, honed over a century, was enough to neutralize the attack and even allow it to retaliate, his withered face suddenly changed drastically.

In Sun Baifa's perception, a more refined, purer, and more domineering palm force, like the purest diamond drill bit, suddenly burst forth from Gu Shaoan's seemingly exhausted palm with an incomparably ruthless manner.

Under this palm strike, the layers of palm force contained in his hand were instantly crushed to dust.

Immediately afterwards, the remaining, extremely pure torrent of power mercilessly poured into his body through the meridians of his arm.

"Ok!"

The next moment, Sun Baifa let out a muffled groan. His worn-out cloth shoes scraped violently against the soft ground with a "hiss" sound, and he couldn't help but take half a step back.

Once he regained his balance, Sun Baifa suddenly raised his head, staring in astonishment at Gu Shaoan opposite him.

"Wait a minute! You kid, you've really mastered making light work of heavy things?"

Meeting Sun Baifa's astonished gaze, Gu Shaoan smiled gently, "I must thank you for your guidance back then, senior."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Shaoan accelerated the circulation of his internal energy. He casually raised his right palm again, but the overwhelming power that made heaven and earth tremble had already been gathered once more.

The majestic roar of the dragon resounded through the silent moonlit night, louder and more powerful than before.

The wind howled, and the invisible pressure, like a tangible tide, surged down on Sun Baifa once again.

"That stinky boy."

Seeing Gu Shaoan attacking without hesitation again, even with Sun Baifa's composure, he almost cursed out loud on the spot.

It's because back then, he instructed Gu Shaoan on the skill of "treating light things as heavy," and Gu Shaoan has now learned it.

However, he, the one giving guidance, is still stuck at the level of "effortless mastery".

Now, Gu Shaoan is using the technique of "making a mountain out of a molehill" to turn the tables on him.

For a moment, Sun Baifa felt a sense of frustration, as if "teaching a disciple would starve the master."

Despite his inner grumbling, Sun Baifa reacted swiftly to Gu Shaoan's second slap.

Her footwork instantly became unpredictable, like an incredibly slippery eel or a willow catkin drifting in the wind. Just before Gu Shaoan's palm strike was about to hit her, she actually "swam" out through the gap in the palm wind generated by Gu Shaoan's palm strike.

　I'm releasing both chapters together! This will save everyone from having to wait several hours!

　　
　
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