In Emei, start by obtaining golden attributes.

Chapter 267 is truly sinister.

Gu Shaoan narrowed his eyes as Li Ruohai suddenly moved to approach him.

In the instant of instinctively mobilizing his own vital energy, his waist slightly sank, his spine arched like a dragon's bow, his right palm was raised loosely, his five fingers slightly bent, and his palm facing down.

A palm strike, seemingly slow but actually powerful and swift, landed on Li Ruohai's chest.

The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms – The Dragon Regrets!
In an instant, a heavy, concentrated, and terrifying aura, like a mountain collapsing, spread out.

"Roar—"

At the same time, a deep, powerful, majestic, and domineering dragon roar resounded from the palm of Gu Shaoan.

A powerful surge of internal energy and palm force instantly poured out from Gu Shaoan's palm, condensing into a pure golden dragon-shaped energy.

However, in the next instant, Gu Shaoan frowned slightly as he sensed Li Ruohai's wide-open defenses and the complete absence of any killing intent.

Under the influence of the Yin and Yang energies in "The Great Shift of Heaven and Earth", the angle of the right hand that was slapped out suddenly changed, changing from slapping Li Ruohai's chest to slapping his shoulder.

He prepared to unleash the "Soaring Dragon Momentum" and integrated it into his palm, while his palm power and internal energy suddenly dissipated by 70%.

Just as Gu Shaoan reduced the power of his palm strike, Li Ruohai rushed to Gu Shaoan's side.

It was as if he had deliberately offered himself up to be hit; his shoulder slammed solidly into Gu Shaoan's palm.

In the rush, Gu Shaoan only withdrew his internal energy and palm strike, but the force in that palm strike was real.

The palm strike, combined with the remaining internal energy, would be difficult for even a martial artist like Li Ruohai, who had condensed his internal energy into internal energy, to withstand without taking the initiative to defend himself.

Almost as soon as the palm struck Li Ruohai's shoulder, the sound of bones breaking rang out.

Immediately afterwards, Li Ruohai let out a muffled groan, and then his body flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

Li Ruohai forced himself to take a breath, his body spun several times in the air before landing on the ground.

A mouthful of blood quickly spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Master!"

Seeing Li Ruohai being sent flying backwards, Feng Xinglie's expression changed drastically, and he rushed to Li Ruohai's side immediately.

Without looking at Feng Xinglie beside him, Li Ruohai smiled at Gu Shaoan and said, "I didn't expect Young Master Gu to react so quickly. He withdrew his palm strike as soon as he realized something was wrong and shifted the position of his palm from his chest to my shoulder."

Gu Shaoan frowned slightly, looking somewhat puzzled, and asked, "What does Sect Leader Li mean by this?"

In response to Gu Shaoan's question, Li Ruohai replied, "Although this incident was orchestrated by someone behind the scenes, the problem also originated from within my Evil Sect. As the sect leader of the Evil Sect, I failed to manage my subordinates properly and should bear the primary responsibility."

“As Li’s disciple, Feng Xinglie’s wife is actually someone planted by the Demon Master’s Palace of the Great Yuan Kingdom. As his master, Li is also to blame.”

"It is only right that I should receive a slap from Young Master Gu."

In the end, Li Ruohai suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Ok?"

Seeing Li Ruohai's reaction, Gu Shaoan frowned slightly.

No one knew the true power of Gu Shaoan's palm strike better than Gu Shaoan himself.

Almost the instant before Gu Shaoan noticed something was wrong, the palm strike contained 70% of its force had already been withdrawn by Gu Shaoan.

If it were a martial artist at the Acquired Realm or even the Reverted to Innate Realm, they would likely be severely injured by Gu Shaoan's palm strike.

But Li Ruohai on the other side was a martial artist who had condensed his inner energy into a powerful force.

With the long-term nurturing of the Gang Yuan, one's physique is already stronger than that of ordinary people, not to mention the protection of the Gang Yuan.

Even if the remaining force didn't tear it away, breaking Li Ruohai's shoulder bone and causing his blood and qi to surge was the limit.

That way, Li Ruohai wouldn't have to spit out another mouthful of blood.

And the amount of bleeding is so large.

Almost as soon as Gu Shaoan was puzzled, Li Ruohai began to circulate his internal energy, seemingly adjusting his breathing with it.

In reality, the sound quietly reached Gu Shaoan's ears.

"I would like to trouble Young Master Gu to accompany me in a play."

"Ok?"

Hearing the words that reached his ears, Gu Shaoan was slightly taken aback.

But when he saw Feng Xinglie next to Li Ruohai, he immediately realized what was going on.

Then, Gu Shaoan couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

After a moment's thought, Gu Shaoan nodded slightly as he met Li Ruohai's gaze.

Immediately afterwards, Li Ruohai exhaled a breath of stale air and planted the twelve-foot-long red spear into the ground.

"The previous slap was due to my lax management of my subordinates, which allowed a villain like Zong Yue to become the deputy sect leader. I apologize to the Emei Sect and Young Master Gu for this offense."

"As Feng Xinglie's master, although I taught him martial arts, I did not teach him the ability to judge people. This caused Feng Xinglie to misjudge people and marry a vixen, almost putting Young Master Gu and the Emei Sect in a trap. I beg Young Master Gu to take action."

Before he could finish speaking, Feng Xinglie said urgently, "This is my fault, how can it be attributed to Master? If anyone should be punished, it should be me who takes this blow from Young Master Gu."

However, in response to Feng Xinglie's words, Li Ruohai merely glanced at Feng Xinglie sideways before shaking his head.

"You've fallen into depravity and self-pity for a woman who went to great lengths to deceive you. You've lost all your spirit. Now, you may have the internal energy cultivation level of Qi Condensation, but your actual strength is only a fraction of what it used to be."

"Do you even deserve to be targeted by someone like Young Master Gu?"

Feng Xinglie's face stiffened for a moment, then he quickly said, "But it's all my fault, what does it have to do with Master?"

Upon hearing this, Li Ruohai said helplessly, "Silly child, I am your master. Your affairs are my affairs. From the moment I accepted you as my disciple, your affairs have become my affairs!"

As he spoke, Li Ruohai's inner energy surged, and a terrifying burst of energy suddenly erupted from his body, sending Feng Xinglie flying beside him.

With his gaze fixed on Gu Shaoan, Li Ruohai said in a deep voice, "Please, Young Master Gu, make your move."

The voice was solemn and resolute.

In Feng Xinglie's eyes, Li Ruohai at this moment seemed as majestic as a mountain.

"Her acting skills are quite good."

Looking at Li Ruohai across from him, Gu Shaoan smiled inwardly, but showed no emotion on his face.

With his gaze fixed on Feng Xinglie, Gu Shaoan said in a calm tone, "Young Master Feng, remember this, this palm strike should have landed on you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Shaoan let out a low shout.

Immediately, his body surged with internal energy.

As the powerful energy surged, the sheer force it generated was like a strong wind passing by.

As Gu Shaoan's feet suddenly stepped outwards, his spine undulated like a great dragon, and a vast and powerful force, seemingly originating from the heart of the earth, was instantly drawn into and condensed in his dantian using his unique breathing technique!

Next!

"hold head high--!!"

A loud and majestic dragon roar suddenly erupted from Gu Shaoan.

A surge of powerful internal energy and unique palm force poured out like a tidal wave, then condensed into a dragon-shaped energy three zhang in size in front of Gu Shaoan's palm.

As Gu Shaoan raised his right hand, the nine dragon-shaped energies surged rapidly and then merged into one.

Ultimately, it condensed into a ten-zhang-long dragon-shaped energy, its power shaking the heavens. Just one glance was enough to give Feng Xinglie a sense of awe.

The next second, Gu Shaoan took a step forward and instantly appeared in front of Li Ruohai, pushing out his right palm and slapping Li Ruohai's shoulder again.

"Pop, pop, pop"

A series of sounds, like bubbles bursting, echoed in the air. It was as if even the air itself could not withstand the terrifying force contained in that palm strike and was about to explode.

"boom!"

As if the air trembled, Feng Xinglie saw Li Ruohai's body being thrown high into the air before crashing into the stream.

At that moment, Feng Xinglie felt a buzzing in his head, and his five senses seemed to be amplified several times over.

Everything around us slowed down!
Even the pained expression on Li Ruohai's face as he flew through the air was incredibly clear.

Gu Shaoan, who was in the distance, seemed to sense something and suddenly looked towards Feng Xinglie.

Feeling the wisps of spiritual energy emanating from Feng Xinglie, a hint of surprise flashed in Gu Shaoan's eyes.

Li Ruohai's body slammed heavily to the ground with a dull thud, causing even the pebbles on the streambank to tremble slightly.

The blood mist spurting from his mouth was particularly glaring in the sunlight, specks of crimson staining his chin and neck, and even splashing onto Feng Xinglie's clothes. His face, already pale from the pain, now had an even more shocking deathly pallor.

"Master——"

The fierce roar of the wind shattered the tranquility of the mountain stream, filling it with boundless fear and heart-wrenching pain.

Gu Shaoan's earth-shattering second palm strike, which seemed to destroy everything, shattered his last shred of hope and excuse for his downfall like a heavy hammer.

He saw his master's body being sent flying like a tattered sack, the spraying blood pouring down on his soul like molten iron.

All the resentment caused by Jin Bingyun's betrayal, all the self-pity and gloom, were instantly burned away in front of their master's blood-stained body, leaving only overwhelming regret and fear.

He practically crawled to Li Ruohai's side, then knelt heavily in the icy stream with a "plop." The water soaked his knees, but he seemed oblivious. His trembling hands tried to wipe the blood from Li Ruohai's face, but he was afraid of hurting his master, so he was at a loss.

Tears streamed down her face like a burst dam, mingling with sweat and dust, and her voice became hoarse and distorted from extreme grief.

"Master, Master, how are you? It's all my fault. It's all my fault! Don't scare me."

Li Ruohai lay on the ground, his chest heaving violently. Each breath aggravated the pain in his shattered left shoulder and the tremors in his internal organs, with fresh blood constantly oozing from the corner of his mouth.

He barely managed to raise his uninjured right hand and press down on Feng Xinglie's frantically outstretched hand; his palm was cold but strong.

With Feng Xinglie's help, Li Ruohai managed to sit up and began circulating his internal energy.

After a long while, Li Ruohai finally opened his eyes again and looked at Feng Xinglie, who was in tears, with a complicated expression.

A few breaths later, Li Ruohai's extremely faint voice slowly rang out.

“Xing Lie”.

Feng Xinglie quickly said, "Master, your disciple is here, your disciple is here."

Li Ruohai took a few difficult breaths, stared into Feng Xinglie's eyes, and said with a hint of helplessness, "I have warned you long ago that you should think twice before you act."

"But if one day you really do something wrong, you should hold your head up and face it, instead of running away."

"Remember this: my disciple, Li Ruohai, has had your spirit completely extinguished for the sake of a vixen who schemed to get close to you. Is it really worth it?"

Feng Xinglie hurriedly shook his head: "This disciple knows his mistake, this disciple already knows his mistake."

Li Ruohai said with a firm tone, "Remember, you are my disciple, Li Ruohai's disciple. My disciple is not someone who can be defeated by heartbreak... an incompetent fool."

"Do you understand?"

The last few words carried an undeniable severity and a profound sorrow.

at the same time.

Not far away, Gu Shaoan stood quietly in place, the surging qi around him had long since subsided, and he had regained his calm and composed demeanor.

His gaze swept over Feng Xinglie's face, who was lying on the ground weeping, and then landed on Li Ruohai, who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, his breath weak, and his face as pale as paper. His eyelids twitched involuntarily.

Li Ruohai's nickname is "Evil Spirit".

This is because Li Ruohai's actions have always been eccentric, giving people a sense that he is both righteous and evil.

His marksmanship was supernatural, and his gun skills were extraordinary, hence the name "Evil Spirit".

Gu Shaoan hadn't expected that Li Ruohai's behavior would be so sinister during their first meeting.

He conspired with someone he knew absolutely nothing to put on such a show for his disciple.

It has to be said that it does have a somewhat sinister feel to it.

This is completely different from the image of Li Ruohai that Gu Shaoan remembered.

However, after glancing at Feng Xinglie beside him, Gu Shaoan couldn't help but nod in approval.

It shows their good intentions and deep love.

He can be considered a good teacher.

By the stream, Feng Xinglie listened to his master's extremely weak yet weighty words, and felt the cold yet iron-like grip on his wrist. He felt as if his soul had been struck by an invisible giant hammer.

"Disciple understands."

Looking at Li Ruohai, who was pale and barely breathing, Feng Xinglie felt an overwhelming sense of regret rising in his heart.

Even Feng Xinglie felt immense hatred for himself at this moment.

He hated himself for causing his master, who had treated him like his own child since childhood, to be so seriously injured because of a woman who had approached him with ill intentions.

However, just as Feng Xinglie finished speaking, Li Ruohai's voice rang out.

"Just understand."

As he spoke, amidst Feng Xinglie's tearful eyes, Li Ruohai slowly turned around, then scooped up some water from the stream to wash his face, and then slowly stood up.

With the surge of his inner energy, in just a few dozen breaths, his wet clothes were dried and looked brand new.

Seeing Li Ruohai suddenly stand up and act as if nothing had happened, Feng Xinglie was stunned.

"Master?"

Seeing Feng Xinglie standing there dumbfounded, Li Ruohai smiled gently and then took out a string of candied hawthorns from his pocket.

"Here! This is what your teacher bought for you. Just like when you were little, the hawthorns are all big."

Feng Xinglie was still a little stunned when he received the candied hawthorn.

After a long while, he finally spoke, dazed, "Master, what were you doing just now?"

Li Ruohai said, "Of course it's all acting. So, have you figured it out?"

Hearing Li Ruohai's words, Feng Xinglie nodded blankly, then stood up, looked at Li Ruohai, and then at Gu Shaoan.

Immediately afterward, when Feng Xinglie looked at Li Ruohai, his eyes instantly turned resentful.

In response, Li Ruohai said irritably, "Stop looking at it, hurry up and tidy yourself up. You're all unkempt, you look older than your teacher."

Hearing Li Ruohai's words, Feng Xinglie said "Oh" and then turned and walked towards the courtyard.

However, he would turn back every few steps while walking.

When they arrived at the courtyard gate, Feng Xinglie, having figured everything out, was filled with rage.

Looking at the candied hawthorn in his hand, Feng Xinglie couldn't help but sigh and shake his head with a wry smile.

After exhaling a breath of stale air, he bit off a piece of candied hawthorn from the candied hawthorn and put it in his mouth.

The sweet and sour taste instantly dispelled the last trace of gloom in my heart.

He then strode towards the other courtyard.

　Originally, this chapter was written in the normal style, where Li Ruohai gets slapped by the protagonist! But it felt a bit too rough, and considering Li Ruohai's nickname "evil spirit," I rewrote it!
　　
　
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