In Emei, start by obtaining golden attributes.

Chapter 419 Emperor's Ascent

Gu Shaoan said in a deep voice, "She alone probably can't get this special medicine, but the Cihang Jingzhai behind her might be able to."

Seemingly noticing the coldness in Gu Shaoan's tone, Huang Xuemei asked, "Are you planning to take action against Cihang Jingzhai?"

Gu Shaoan nodded and said, "I have already given Cihang Jingzhai a chance, but they have repeatedly set their sights on me. Now they have even used drugs to set up a scheme. If we don't do something, Cihang Jingzhai will really think that everyone in this world is a fool who can be manipulated at will."

Cihang Jingzhai couldn't possibly be unaware of Qin Mengyao's actions this time.

In Gu Shaoan's view, it was most likely an arrangement by Cihang Jingzhai.

Otherwise, given Qin Mengyao's strength and knowledge, even if she obtained those medicines from yesterday, she wouldn't know how to use them, let alone rashly use them to devise a plan.

If it were before yesterday, Gu Shaoan might have considered the relationship between Cihang Jingzhai, the imperial court, and Bai Xiaosheng; at most, he would have killed Qin Mengyao.

Now, with the [Heavenly Sword] attribute and having successfully entered the Heavenly Sword Realm, looking across the entire Nine Provinces, only Zhang Sanfeng or those few old monsters in the Great Sui Kingdom can make Gu Shaoan feel wary.

Gu Shaoan was naturally able to act more freely.

Huang Xuemei seemed intrigued and said, "Hearing you say that, this play is definitely worth watching."

Upon hearing this, Gu Shaoan shook his head and said, "Cihang Jingzhai is also involved with other forces. It is not suitable for you to participate before you reach the Celestial Realm."

Huang Xuemei raised an eyebrow and said, "Is there a Celestial Realm expert behind Cihang Jingzhai?"

Gu Shaoan nodded in agreement: "Not bad!"

Huang Xuemei did not doubt Gu Shaoan's words.

After a moment's thought, Huang Xuemei said, "I will stay with my brother at the Flying Tiger Escort Agency for a month. Once we are reunited, I will head to the Emei Sect."

After calculating the time in his mind, Gu Shaoan said, "I'm going to Cihang Jingzhai later, so it's inconvenient to bring Cheng Shifei and Brother Fan with me. Let them stay in Dongyang Prefecture for the time being, and you can bring them along when you set off for Emei Sect."

Huang Xuemei could easily understand the hidden meaning in Gu Shaoan's words.

"You want to set off today?"

Gu Shaoan nodded and said, "Soon, some things will happen in the martial world. Not to mention me, even you and the Tianlong Sect should not be too active. It's better to finish these trivial matters as soon as possible so that you can have peace of mind."

Unless he lacks the ability, Gu Shaoan doesn't like to keep things to himself.

Moreover, since Gu Shaoan has absorbed the power from Huang Xuemei's body, he will need some time to refine it. Otherwise, it will affect his later ability to condense the three flowers of essence, qi, and spirit.

Seeing that Gu Shaoan had already made up his mind, Huang Xuemei said no more.

Considering that it was not appropriate to bring Cheng Shifei and Fan Sanshan with him on the trip to Cihang Jingzhai, Gu Shaoan entrusted Cheng Shifei to Huang Xuemei, asking her to deliver Cheng Shifei to the Emei Sect a month later.

With the destruction of the Round Moon Gate, Gu Shaoan was not worried about Cheng Shifei being in any danger while following Huang Xuemei.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Shaoan left three life-saving pills made from Tianxiang cardamom for Huang Xuemei.

After arranging and instructing everyone on the necessary matters, and having breakfast with Huang Xuemei, Gu Shaoan set off to leave.

After watching Gu Shaoan gracefully depart using his lightness skill, Huang Xuemei sat in the courtyard, looking at the main house, without getting up for a long time, with only a faint smile on her lips.

On February , the dragon looked up.

Nearly thirty miles from Wangjiang Prefecture, on the banks of the Baishui River, sunlight dappled the water like scattered gold dust, creating shimmering waves that resembled countless tiny blades gliding across the surface.

Gu Shaoan sat cross-legged on a slightly shiny stone.

His silhouette against the river resembled a silent statue.

A gentle breeze, carrying the salty smell of the river and the fresh fragrance of new green leaves, caressed Gu Shaoan's cheeks.

As his internal energy circulated, golden energy flowed around him like a golden stream, making Gu Shaoan appear even more ethereal.

After a moment, Gu Shaoan calmed his internal energy and, feeling the state of his body, shook his head.

The "Wedding Dress Divine Skill" is itself a top-tier internal energy cultivation method.

Moreover, when Huang Xuemei absorbed the power of the "Wedding Dress Divine Skill" into her body, it had already been refined and purified using the unique mental techniques of the "Wedding Dress Divine Skill".

This makes these skills powerful yet resilient.

Therefore, even with Gu Shaoan's current skill and his own internal energy, it took him nearly a month to refine 10% of the fifty years of internal energy originating from Huang Xuemei.

At the current pace, it would indeed be difficult to fully refine all these skills in less than six months.

The good news is that once all these skills are refined and honed, Gu Shaoan's own skill level will surge to 150 years.

If Gu Shaoan can focus on integrating the refined power of heaven and earth into his Qi seed within these six months, once the fifty years of internal energy within his body is refined, with the help of this newly added power, Gu Shaoan's Qi seed might be able to directly blossom into a flower.

Slowly standing up, Gu Shaoan looked up at the riverbank.

Looking along the river, Wangjiang Prefecture stands to the left, and one can vaguely see caravans and pedestrians walking along the official road.

On the right, in the distance over the Baishui River, the outlines of a continuous mountain range can be faintly seen, which is the location of the Emperor's Peak of Cihang Jingzhai.

Gazing at the distant, rolling mountains, Gu Shaoan's eyes flashed with coldness.

As the Qi Yuan circulated, Gu Shaoan instantly leaped into the air, covering ten zhang in a flash and landing on the river surface. He then lightly touched the water with his toes, creating a ripple before his figure suddenly rose higher, soaring like a dragon into the sky towards the distant mountains.

at the same time.

Behind Dita Peak.

Deep in the dense forest, the mist was like gauze. The dewdrops clinging to the pine needles were shaken by the wind and fell silently onto the withered leaves.

Yan Jing'an stood quietly among them.

Her toes were three inches off the ground, her clothes remained still, and her hair was perfectly combed, as if all the winds in the forest were circling around her.

However, around her, nearly a hundred semi-transparent sword energies swirled and circled like swimming fish.

The sword energy was not forged from metal, yet it was sharp and gleaming, thin as a cicada's wing and bright as frost. Each wisp of sword energy swept across the tree trunk without damaging the bark, but upon closer inspection, fine, almost imperceptible white lines appeared between the annual rings, as if "carved" by an invisible blade.

As the sword energy moved, a faint sword hum echoed through the forest.

The sound was not the sharp clang of metal striking metal, but rather like a clear spring striking a stone, or a cold star falling in the night, sometimes near, sometimes far, even causing the mist to tremble slightly.

It was clearly just a condensation of vital energy, yet it forcefully exuded the chilling and serene aura of a "real sword."

Yan Jing'an closed her eyes slightly and lightly made a sword gesture with her fingertips.

The sword energy changed its formation: first, it swirled around her like a hundred birds returning to their nest, layer upon layer; then, it opened and closed like a lotus flower, with the outer circle of sword energy slowly spreading out and the inner circle rapidly converging, the real and the illusory intertwined, faintly forming an invisible sword wheel.

Her breathing was extremely light, almost blending into the dampness of the forest. But with each exhale, the wisp of white mist on her chest was cut into fragments by the sword energy, and before it could fall, it was ground into even finer dust by the sharp edge.

As time went on, the buzzing sound emanating from the sword energy did not diminish but rather increased.

The strange sound of swords echoed throughout the entire forest.

In contrast, Yan Jing'an exuded an aura of saintly purity.

If a master were here, they would surely notice that an invisible force permeated the area within five zhang around Yan Jing'an.

It is clear that he has brought a martial art to the level of "converting the domain with intention".

However, at that moment, Yan Jing'an frowned slightly.

Immediately afterwards, the seemingly real sword cries in the dense forest suddenly stopped, as if a string on a musical instrument had been pressed down.

In the next instant, nearly a hundred semi-transparent sword energies trembled and dissipated in unison.

Yan Jing'an opened her eyes, a flash of annoyance in them.

“The founder of Cihang Jingzhai, the Di Ni Ancestor, left behind a record that if one can cultivate any martial art in Cihang Jingzhai to the level of transforming the domain with intention, and combine it with the characteristic of ‘Sword Heart Clarity’, one can use momentum to draw upon the power of heaven and earth.”

"My 'Other Shore Sword Technique' has reached the level of transforming the domain with intention. Why is it that even when I combine it with 'Sword Heart Clarity,' I can only draw upon the power of heaven and earth, but I can never draw upon the power of heaven and earth? Where exactly is the problem?"

Perhaps noticing the change in her own emotions, Yan Jing'an took a deep breath and silently recited Buddhist scriptures to calm her mind.

"Unable to draw upon the power of heaven and earth, in my current state, the only way to enter the Celestial Realm is through the Lesser Three Harmonies."

"But Fan Qinghui's protector is Song Que, the Heavenly Blade of the Great Sui Kingdom, and Ning Daoqi is also under her command. Among the martial artists in the Heavenly Realm, these two are hard to match. If I only enter the Heavenly Realm with the Lesser Three Combinations, how can I fight against Fan Qinghui in the future if Song Que helps me?"

"In the end, is it still necessary to face death?"

Then his gaze shifted slightly to the secret manual on the wooden table beside him.

Looking at the three words "The Secret of Longevity" on the cover of the manual, Yan Jing'an hesitated for a moment.

As the most difficult level in "The Compassionate Sword Manual", the word "Death Level" itself implies living towards death.

Once you step into this level, you'll feel like you've stepped halfway into the gates of hell.

Even though Yan Jing'an has already reached the stage of Condensing Qi into Qi, he still doesn't dare to try it lightly.

After hesitating for a moment, Yan Jing'an finally looked away from the book "The Secret of Longevity".

"It's a pity that Pang Ban is dead. Otherwise, with the effect of the colorless Yin-Yang Water, if I could absorb all the power of Pang Ban's 'Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique,' my essence, energy, and spirit would be complete. I could also use the special properties of the 'Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique' to break through the death barrier in one fell swoop. Not only could I enter the Heavenly Realm with the Great Three Harmonies Method, but I could also step into the realm of man and sword as one."

Thinking of this, Yan Jing'an bit her lip and couldn't help but curse Zhu Houzhao under her breath.

They clearly agreed to leave Pang Ban behind, but suddenly went back on their word halfway through.

This completely disrupted Yan Jing'an's plans.

His cultivation has stagnated.

As she pondered the matter more deeply, a sense of unease resurfaced in Jing'an's heart.

Just then, an elder from Cihang Jingzhai rushed into the back mountain.

It was Song Miyun, who had previously attended the Emei Sect's banquet with Qin Mengyao.

Upon approaching Yan Jing Nunnery, Song Miyun hurriedly said without even bothering to bow, "Master, a letter has arrived from Dongyang Prefecture saying that Mengyao has gone missing."

Upon hearing this, Yan Jing'an frowned slightly.

"Disappeared? What does that mean?"

Song Miyun hurriedly handed the note in her hand to Yan Jing'an.

Yan Jing'an took the note and found that it contained only a few lines of text.

It was only mentioned that Qin Mengyao had suddenly disappeared for three days, and the disciples of Cihang Jingzhai in Dongyang Prefecture had searched the entire prefecture but could not find any trace of her.

At this moment, Song Miyun, whose emotions had calmed down a bit, said, "Judging from the distance between Dongyang Prefecture and Dita Peak, it usually only takes about a month to receive the news. In other words, Mengyao has been missing for almost a month."

Not only Song Miyun thought of this, but Yan Jing'an also thought of it at this moment.

Yan Jing'an said in a solemn tone, "Mengyao has always been meticulous in her actions since she was a child. It's impossible for her to disappear for a month without a reason. I'm afraid something must have happened to her."

As she spoke, Yan Jing'an immediately thought of Gu Shao'an.

But the thought had barely formed when Yan Jing'an rejected it herself.

In Yan Jing'an's view, both Cihang Jingzhai and Emei Sect are prestigious and righteous sects. Even if Gu Shaoan discovers what Qin Mengyao did, considering Qin Mengyao's identity and Cihang Jingzhai behind her, Gu Shao'an, an Emei disciple, would not dare to kill Qin Mengyao directly.

"Could it be that the problem lies with Tian Zhongxing?"

However, just as Yan Jing'an was pondering this, a sharp aura suddenly entered her senses.

"A master swordsman has come up the mountain."

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