In Emei, start by obtaining golden attributes.

Chapter 260 We must always look forward.
As Gu Shaoan's internal energy surged into Huang Xuemei's body, the internal energy and true essence within Huang Xuemei's body began to surge and churn like boiling water.

If these vital energies and true essences could be controlled by someone at this moment, perhaps they could forcefully squeeze out Gu Shaoan's vital energies.

But at this moment, these internal energy and true energy are like wild horses that have broken free of their reins, or like rootless duckweed. How can they compare with Gu Shaoan's internal energy?
When the equally powerful Qi energy surged in, Huang Xuemei's Qi energy and true essence were quickly suppressed.

Under the influence of Gu Shaoan's Yin and Yang energies and the "Great Shift of Heaven and Earth," the surging power of the "Wedding Dress Divine Skill" within Huang Xuemei's body suddenly slowed down.

As the surging internal energy within Huang Xuemei's body was slowed down, coupled with the medicinal power circulating within her, Huang Xuemei's complexion noticeably improved.

At this moment, Gu Shaoan suddenly asked, "Which meridians are not within the path of your cultivation technique?"

In response to Gu Shaoan's question, Huang Xuemei quickly explained the circulation route of the "Wedding Dress Divine Skill" internal energy cultivation method.

Upon hearing this, Gu Shaoan inserted the Yitian Sword, scabbard and all, into the ground. With his right hand, he manipulated his own internal energy and yin-yang energies to guide some of Huang Xuemei's internal power into some of her meridians. Then, he used the special acupoint sealing technique from the Nine Yin Manual to seal this power.

After an incense stick had burned, nearly half of Huang Xuemei's internal energy was sealed away by Gu Shaoan in this way.

Only then did Gu Shaoan withdraw his own internal energy and yin-yang energies.

Gu Shaoan sighed softly as he looked at Huang Xuemei, who was meditating cross-legged at the moment.

As a martial artist's internal energy cultivation reaches the level of condensing essence into qi, their own qi essence and origin become extremely pure.

The next step for a martial artist is to continuously purify their own internal energy through cultivation.

This is in preparation for the later condensation of the three flowers.

Gu Shaoan's current skill level can be described as pure and flawless.

If he were to rashly absorb the vital energy of others, although it wouldn't be considered self-destruction, it would be equivalent to polluting Gu Shaoan's pure foundation, which would be harmful to him.

Otherwise, Gu Shaoan's absorption of half of the Six-Fingered Man's internal energy would have actually been helpful to Huang Xuemei.

However, with Gu Shaoan's help earlier, and the effects of the pills, Huang Xuemei was able to digest the century-old internal energy in her body without much trouble.

Then, Gu Shaoan glanced at Li Changbai and Mr. Six Fingers, who were unable to move at the moment.

Both of them had lost all their power at this moment. Although they were not as fragile as ordinary people after losing their power due to the cultivation of their own power over the years, Gu Shaoan's actions just now had damaged their meridians to some extent.

Adding to the impact from the fall when Gu Shaoan threw them both away, their condition was definitely not good at this moment.

Considering their ages, if this isn't addressed, they might not see the sun rise tomorrow.

After thinking for a moment, Gu Shaoan took out another pill. As his energy burst forth from his fingertips, the pill instantly turned into powder and was then enveloped by Gu Shaoan's internal energy.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Shaoan flicked his finger, and the force of his finger mixed with the vital energy wrapped in the medicinal powder left a small finger hole on the shoulders of the two people.

As Gu Shaoan's finger strength and internal energy circulated within their bodies, the medicinal powder also dispersed within them.

After ensuring that the two would not die from internal injuries, Gu Shaoan went to the side and sat cross-legged.

The long night passed quietly as Gu Shaoan breathed deeply and steadily.

As the first ray of light, as pale as a fish's belly, pierced the windowpane and struggled to seep into the room that had been steeped in the cruelty and cold of the night, Gu Shaoan, who was sitting cross-legged in the shadows meditating, suddenly lifted his closed eyelids and looked at Huang Xuemei, who was diagonally in front of him.

At this moment, Gu Shaoan sensed that Huang Xuemei's true essence was surging continuously within her body.

The power of the Wedding Dress Divine Skill, which had been violently clashing within her and almost tearing her apart, now flowed gently through her body like water.

After a long while, Huang Xuemei exhaled a breath of stale air and slowly opened her eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, a divine light shone in them.

Then she shifted her gaze slightly to Gu Shaoan beside her.

When their eyes met and Gu Shaoan's face was reflected in her eyes, the coldness in Huang Xuemei's gaze melted away like spring snow.

Gu Shaoan got up and walked to Huang Xuemei, then reached out to take her pulse.

After feeling it for a moment, Gu Shaoan released his hand.

"There are still some issues, but the impact is not significant."

As he spoke, Gu Shaoan raised his hand and pressed a few more acupoints on Huang Xuemei's body. After glancing at the two people by the wall, he said to Huang Xuemei, "Don't overuse your internal energy for now. I'll be waiting for you at Tingyu Pavilion."

"it is good!"

Huang Xuemei nodded.

Seeing this, Gu Shaoan turned around, took a few steps out of the room, and then used his lightness skill to quickly fly towards the direction of Tingyuxuan.

Just as Gu Shaoan stepped out the door, Huang Xuemei slowly turned around.

As her gaze fell upon Mr. Six Fingers and Li Changbai, Huang Xuemei's calm eyes instantly turned cold and sinister.

Half an hour later.

In the pavilion perched on the cliff next to Tingyuxuan, the fire in the small red clay stove on the table is burning brightly, and the kettle on the stove is boiling, causing steam to rise.

The aroma of tea, mingled with the morning dew and mountain breeze, evokes a sense of tranquility and closeness to nature.

Sipping his fragrant tea, Gu Shaoan gazed at the distant mountains, which were faintly visible in the clouds and mist, while his mind drifted back to what he had heard the night before.

The crisp mountain breeze, carrying the slight chill of morning dew on the grass and trees, swept across the pavilion and dispersed the rising steam from the tea stove.

After a few cups of tea, a figure appeared like a wild goose soaring through the sky, entering the pavilion in a few leaps.

Smelling the faint scent of blood emanating from Huang Xuemei, Gu Shaoan poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to her.

"Has it been dealt with?"

Huang Xuemei took the teacup and gave a soft "hmm".

There were still some bloodstains on his raised hand.

As the tea entered her mouth, its distinct warmth slid down her throat and into her body. She could clearly feel a warm sensation spreading through her body.

This caused Huang Xuemei to unconsciously open her mouth and exhale a breath of turbid air mixed with a bit of white mist.

Whether it was the tea or the people around her, Huang Xuemei's previously boiling murderous intent calmed down.

After a few cups of tea, Gu Shaoan suddenly raised his hand and placed it on Huang Xuemei's wrist.

The movement was a bit abrupt, but Huang Xuemei didn't show any resistance whatsoever.

However, when Gu Shaoan's fingers touched her wrist, Huang Xuemei's gaze naturally fell on Gu Shaoan as well.

I just quietly gazed at that handsome face in front of me, and I never got tired of it.

After a few breaths, Gu Shaoan said, "It's a pity that a lot of this power has been lost."

The combined skill levels of Li Changbai, Mr. Six Fingers, and Huang Xuemei should amount to approximately 150 years.

However, Gu Shaoan had never practiced the "Wedding Dress Divine Skill" and was unaware of its mental cultivation path.

Previously, he had forcibly used acupressure techniques in conjunction with his internal energy and the "Great Shift of Heaven and Earth" to transfer the power of the "Wedding Dress Divine Skill" back into Huang Xuemei's body, which inevitably led to the loss of some of his power.

In addition, the energy flowed backward after returning to Huang Xuemei's body, causing further loss.

This means that the internal energy within Huang Xuemei's body at this time is only about 120 years.

It is estimated that Huang Xuemei will lose a considerable amount of energy by the time she fully refines her power.

The remaining power within Huang Xuemei's body might only reach the level of eighty or ninety years.

It has decreased by nearly 50%.

The damage was nothing short of terrifying.

Huang Xuemei said softly, "It was obtained by accident, so there's nothing to regret." If Gu Shaoan hadn't been there, not only would she have lost these skills, but she herself would have had difficulty preserving them.

Seeing Huang Xuemei's open-mindedness, Gu Shaoan smiled gently.

He then said, "It wasn't entirely safe to temporarily seal away Miss Huang's internal energy last night."

"After you've dealt with your matter, come to me again. Only after I administer the medicine and acupuncture can I completely seal off these internal energies in your body and you will be fine."

"Once your foundation is solidified, I will use acupuncture and medicine to draw out the sealed power within your body."

For Huang Xuemei, a century of skill was still far too much to handle.

If one is not careful, these terrifying true energies will still erupt and burst Huang Xuemei's body apart.

The only solution is to have Huang Xuemei fully consolidate her internal energy before refining the rest of her internal energy.

Gu Shaoan's acupressure technique alone is not enough to seal Huang Xuemei's power for too long.

It still needs to be combined with medication and acupuncture.

Huang Xuemei nodded first, then said, "Thank you for this!"

Gu Shaoan said nonchalantly, "You owe me another favor. It seems that it will be difficult for Miss Huang to repay this favor."

Huang Xuemei didn't speak, but just drank her tea while turning her head to look into the distance, seemingly lost in thought.
evening.

Inside the Tingyuxuan cottage, Huang Xuemei took the pills handed to her by Gu Shaoan, popped them into her mouth, and then sat cross-legged.

As Huang Xuemei gently closed her eyes, Gu Shaoan lightly stroked the wooden box containing silver needles beside her with his right hand.

The next second, under the influence of Gu Shaoan's energy, dozens of silver needles were pulled up and then fell into Huang Xuemei's body.

As Gu Shaoan gently flipped his right wrist, the yin and yang energies of the "Great Shift of Heaven and Earth" caused the silver needles that had just landed on Huang Xuemei to tremble.

At the same moment the silver needles trembled, Gu Shaoan would sometimes channel his energy into his fingers and tap Huang Xuemei's body.

It wasn't until a quarter of an hour later that Gu Shaoan managed to control his internal energy and remove the silver needles from Huang Xuemei's body.

As Gu Shaoan put the silver needles back into the box, he said, "The power is completely sealed. Miss Huang will not need to worry about triggering these sealed powers when she uses her own true energy."

Huang Xuemei nodded slightly and stood up.

After a moment's thought, Huang Xuemei asked, "Would you like to have a few drinks?"

Gu Shaoan's gaze fell on Huang Xuemei's face, and after a moment's thought, he nodded gently.

Half an hour later, in the pavilion next to Tingyuxuan, lanterns were hung high, and several small dishes and delicacies were placed on the table.

On the ground, there were already more than a dozen empty wine bottles.

At this moment, a slight blush had appeared on Huang Xuemei's cheeks.

Gu Shaoan did not stop him from doing so.

Some emotions just need to be vented.

Keeping it bottled up inside is never a solution.

After drinking the wine in her glass again, Huang Xuemei refilled her glass herself.

The wine in the glass was warm and clear enough to reflect the lanterns hanging along the eaves of the pavilion, but it failed to reflect the darkness and complexity in people's hearts.

Huang Xuemei suddenly spoke up: "Isn't it ridiculous? The person I once regarded as my only family turned out to be the real enemy who plotted against and harmed me. Even the ten years of careful teaching were nothing more than an attempt to cultivate me as a Gu worm."

Faced with Huang Xuemei's question, Gu Shaoan pondered for a few moments before sighing and saying, "The evil in people's hearts is hard to guard against, and this matter is not Huang's fault."

Before heading to Nantong Mansion with Huang Xuemei, Gu Shaoan thought that Huang Xuemei's relationship with Mr. Six Fingers was similar to his relationship with Abbess Miejue and Abbess Juechen.

Who would have thought?

The so-called deep bond between master and disciple, the seemingly solid cloak of teacher's kindness shrouded in a warm aura, is actually a cruel deception meticulously crafted over decades.

As an observer, Gu Shaoan was surprised by this incident, but not by much.

The martial arts world will always be like this.

It provides a boundless, unfettered stage for desire.

Power, wealth, fame, and even the elusive yet maddening pinnacle of martial arts—whatever one pursues, there will always be someone who will trample on their moral bottom line inch by inch.

Even a small amount of benefit is enough to breed evil in people's hearts.

Not to mention, when faced with the immense temptation of changing one's fate, especially prolonging one's own existence or reaching the pinnacle, the bestial instincts in people's hearts are too easily and completely aroused.

A teacher need not be more virtuous than his student, nor a student more respectful than his teacher. Relatives can turn against each other, and close friends can draw their swords.

Therefore, the most dangerous thing in the martial arts world is always the human heart.

At any time, the most dangerous and the most difficult to defend against are never those insidious, cunning, or even powerful enemies, but rather the people around us.

This is why the entry for "[The Abbess's Favor]" is gold.

From the very beginning, the entry "[The Abbess's Favor]" was prepared for the Emei and Hengshan sects.

Its purpose is to ensure that those who possess this entry have a sect and a group of elders in this unpredictable and treacherous world where people's hearts are hard to fathom.

Tea was replaced with wine, and several jars of mellow, rich, and potent aged wines were added to the stone table.

The mountain breeze swept across the cliff, carrying a cool dampness, but it couldn't dispel the resolute yet enigmatic aura emanating from Huang Xuemei.

Gu Shaoan did not stop her, but simply sat quietly to the side, drinking with her and listening to what Huang Xuemei had to say, occasionally chiming in with a few words.

Huang Xuemei's originally cold gaze gradually softened with the rising effects of the wine, revealing a hazy mist. Her heart, frozen for many years, seemed to have been gently pried open by the wine and by this silent yet serene protection.

Wine enters my sorrowful heart.

At first it was a light sip, then a shallow sip, and finally it turned into an almost resolute pour.

The spicy sensation burned her throat and seared her heart, seemingly trying to melt away all the cold memories of the past, yet it also made her feel even more dizzy and lightheaded.

As night deepened, the fire in the stove dimmed.

Gu Shaoan looked at the girl beside him, whose eyes were unfocused, whose cheeks were flushed, and whose posture was already swaying unsteadily, and finally sighed softly.

He stood up and reached out to help.

But when he first met Huang Xuemei, the drunk Huang Xuemei leaned over him as if she had no bones, her entire delicate body almost completely nestled into his arms.

Gu Shaoan's body stiffened slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. He wrapped one arm around her slender and supple waist and the other around her weak legs. With a little effort, he picked her up and carried her to Tingyu Pavilion, which was not far away.

The night breeze seemed a bit cooler, causing the wind chimes under the eaves to tinkle almost inaudibly.

The person in his arms seemed to find it cold and subconsciously snuggled closer to his warm chest. The warm breath, carrying the scent of wine, sprayed onto his neck, causing a slight shiver to run through him.

Pushing open the door to one of the clean and elegant rooms, a faint scent of sandalwood wafts out.

Gu Shaoan walked a few steps to the bedside, bent down slightly, and gently put Huang Xuemei down from his arms.

"There are many people in this world who are suffering and unfortunate, but we must always look forward."

After leaving those words, Gu Shaoan slowly turned and left the room.

After the door closed, Huang Xuemei, who had been lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes.

Although her cheeks were still slightly flushed, there was no trace of drowsiness in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)