In Emei, start by obtaining golden attributes.

Chapter 433 Let this old Taoist see your Heavenly Sword Realm

The presence of Lang Fanyun and his wife on the mountain did not cause any change for Gu Shaoan and the others.

For the next period of time, everything remained as usual.

It wasn't until the end of April that Huang Xuemei, along with Cheng Shifei, Fan Sanshan, and a group of Tianlongmen disciples, arrived at the Emei Sect.

When Gu Shaoan and his two companions arrived at the Golden Summit Hall, they immediately noticed the disciples of the Heavenly Dragon Sect outside the hall.

Upon entering the main hall, one sees rows of large boxes, thirty or forty in total, arranged in an extremely neat manner.

"With this kind of commotion, could it be that they've moved everything from the Round Moon Sect back to the Emei Sect?"

After briefly glancing over the wooden crates, Gu Shaoan's gaze shifted to Huang Xuemei, Cheng Shifei, and Fan Sanshan, who were seated on one side of the guest area.

Abbess Juechen and Abbess Juejue sat at the head of the table.

As Gu Shaoan and the other two entered the hall, Huang Xuemei, Cheng Shifei, and Fan Sanshan stood up one after another and took the initiative to greet them.

Fan Sanshan stood up and bowed, speaking little but steadily: "Young Master Gu."

Gu Shaoan first smiled and returned the greetings to Fan Sanshan and Cheng Shifei, then looked at Huang Xuemei.

Compared to Cheng Shifei and Fan Sanshan, Gu Shaoan was less formal with Huang Xuemei and greeted Yang Yan and Zhou Zhiruo.

After the two women arrived, Gu Shaoan coughed lightly and then introduced them to each other.

Zhou Zhiruo and Yang Yan were not petty people. Moreover, on the first day Gu Shaoan returned to the Emei Sect, the two women had already learned about the situation from Gu Shaoan. They were more curious about Huang Xuemei than resentful or dissatisfied.

Seeing Yang Yan and Zhou Zhiruo's reactions, Huang Xuemei's expression softened considerably.

At this moment, Abbess Juechen raised her hand and pointed to the boxes inside the hall.

"Shao'an, Miss Huang said that these are all things that were sent to Emei after the destruction of the Round Moon Gate, as agreed with you."

Gu Shaoan nodded slightly: "That is indeed the case."

Then Gu Shaoan glanced at the boxes on the ground and changed the subject, saying, "There are quite a lot more things than I expected."

Huang Xuemei stated frankly, "The Round Moon Sect is a demonic sect, and the martial arts they practice are mostly unorthodox and unorthodox techniques, which are not suitable for a prestigious sect like the Emei Sect. Therefore, their manuals are not suitable, so I took it upon myself to send those manuals back to the Heavenly Dragon Sect. As for the medicines, money, and the Round Moon Sect's wealth, I sent them all over."

Upon hearing this, Juechen and Juejue secretly nodded in approval of Huang Xuemei's thoughtfulness.

The Emei Sect is a prestigious and orthodox sect with its own inherited martial arts.

What Abbess Miejue valued most was the orthodox lineage.

Even when the Emei Sect was a second-rate force with relatively few advanced martial arts techniques, the likes of Miejue would have scoffed at the martial arts of a demonic sect like the Round Moon Sect. Let alone the Emei Sect today.

After a moment's thought, Gu Shaoan asked, "If we give all of these to the Emei Sect, won't it have an impact on your Tianlong Sect?"

Huang Xuemei shook her head and said, "The Round Moon Gate has been established for hundreds of years and has a profound foundation. However, many of its businesses are not within the Round Moon Gate, but are other businesses or industries. Incorporating those businesses into the Heavenly Dragon Gate would not yield less profit than this money."

"Moreover, with me here, no one in the Tianlong Sect dares to have any objections."

Although Huang Xuemei was only stating the facts, her kiss and seemingly innate domineering aura made Juechen and Wujue take notice.

Seeing this, Gu Shaoan then looked at Juechen and Juejue and said, "I would like to trouble my senior uncle to find some disciples to count and record these items and send them to the storeroom."

The Abbess nodded and immediately gave orders to the other disciples in the main hall.

While Abbess Juechen and Abbess Juejue were busy working in the main hall, Gu Shaoan led Cheng Shifei and Fan Sanshan to the East Bamboo Forest.

However, just as Gu Shaoan and his companions stepped out of the main hall and headed towards the East Bamboo Forest, a voice suddenly rang in Gu Shaoan's ears.

"Shao'an, come to the back mountain."

Upon hearing the voice, Gu Shaoan immediately recognized it as Miejue's voice and paused.

After a moment's hesitation, Gu Shaoan said, "Senior Sister, you and Junior Sister Yan'er should take Brother Cheng and Brother Fan to the East Bamboo Forest first. Miss Huang and I have something to discuss."

As he spoke, Gu Shaoan used a secret telepathic communication technique to say to Zhou Zhiruo and Yang Yan, "Master and Master Zhang have arrived."

Upon hearing Gu Shaoan's telepathic message, Zhou Zhiruo and Yang Yan immediately understood and nodded in agreement without making a sound.

After the others left, Gu Shaoan led Huang Xuemei straight to the back mountain.

When the two arrived at Abbess Miejue's courtyard, the first thing they saw was Zhang Sanfeng and Abbess Miejue sitting at a bamboo table.

However, the ointment used to disguise Abbess Miejue's face had already been wiped off, restoring her original appearance.

"Master, Master Zhang."

Upon hearing Gu Shaoan's address, Huang Xuemei knew perfectly well the identities of the two people in front of her.

Especially when their gaze fell upon the seemingly stout and unremarkable old Taoist priest, a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes.

After calming down slightly, Huang Xuemei bowed and said, "Junior Huang Xuemei greets Master and Master Zhang."

With her gaze falling on Huang Xuemei, Abbess Miejue smiled.

"Shao'an has already told me about what happened between you. From now on, we are family, so there's no need for such formalities. Just call me whatever Shao'an calls you."

Upon hearing this, Huang Xuemei's heart stirred, and she immediately spoke again, "Master."

Upon hearing this, Miejue couldn't help but reveal a satisfied smile.

Then he looked at Zhang Sanfeng to the side, with a hint of smugness in his eyes.

However, Zhang Sanfeng was completely oblivious to Miejue's boastful reaction and just looked at Gu Shaoan with suspicion.

Zhang Sanfeng's reaction startled Abbess Miejue, who couldn't help but look at Gu Shaoan.

However, when her gaze fell on Gu Shaoan, Abbess Miejue did not sense any problem.

Abbess Miejue asked, "Old Taoist Zhang, what are you looking at?"

Zhang Sanfeng glanced at Abbess Miejue, then a disdainful smile appeared on his lips.

"If you don't understand, go play somewhere else. Do you really think you're something special just because you've reached the Qi Condensation stage?"

However, Miejue was not angry at Zhang Sanfeng's words. Instead, she looked at Gu Shaoan curiously again and asked, "What do you mean?"

However, Zhang Sanfeng ignored Abbess Miejue and looked at Gu Shaoan again.

After a moment's thought, Zhang Sanfeng asked with a hint of uncertainty, "What level are you at in your swordsmanship, kid?"

Gu Shaoan was not surprised by Zhang Sanfeng's question.

Zhang Sanfeng's current martial arts level has surpassed the Celestial Realm and reached another level.

With Zhang Sanfeng's perception, how could he not sense the changes in Gu Shaoan's aura after he entered the Heavenly Sword Realm?

Moreover, as soon as Gu Shaoan entered the courtyard, he sensed the fluctuations of sword intent within Zhang Sanfeng's body.

It was clearly the sword intent within him that stirred when it sensed Gu Shaoan's aura of the Heavenly Sword Realm.

Gu Shaoan replied truthfully, "Heavenly Sword Realm?" Upon hearing Gu Shaoan mention this realm, both Abbess Miejue and Huang Xuemei looked doubtful.

Zhang Sanfeng raised an eyebrow and asked, "A higher realm after man and sword become one?"

Gu Shaoan nodded and said, "That's right."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng murmured, "As expected, I knew that the third realm of swordsmanship was not the end of swordsmanship. There are indeed higher realms."

Then, Zhang Sanfeng flashed and moved directly to Gu Shaoan's side, placing one hand on Gu Shaoan's shoulder.

The next moment, Gu Shaoan's vision blurred, and he found himself outside the courtyard.

This scene made Gu Shaoan's eyelids twitch involuntarily.

As martial artists progress, the difficulty of improvement increases significantly.

Therefore, for a master, even the slightest improvement in martial arts skills can cause a significant change in their strength.

Not to mention that Gu Shaoan and Zhang Sanfeng were two whole levels apart.

It's not an exaggeration to say that they are worlds apart.

Therefore, Gu Shaoan knew that there was bound to be a gap between himself and Zhang Sanfeng.

However, as he entered the Heavenly Sword Realm, Gu Shaoan believed that even if there was a gap in strength between him and Zhang Sanfeng, it wouldn't be too big.

At least, it was enough to make Zhang Sanfeng use 50% or 60% of his true strength.

Only now, Gu Shaoan realized that he couldn't even track Zhang Sanfeng's movements, and that his previous thinking had been too optimistic.

"As expected of Zhang Sanfeng, who in the future will be able to force a group of masters to retreat and seek second best by his own strength, he really cannot be judged by ordinary standards."

For a moment, Gu Shaoan was also curious about how much of Zhang Sanfeng's strength he could force out after he entered the Celestial Realm and combined it with the fourth realm of swordsmanship.

While Gu Shaoan was in a daze, Abbess Miejue and Huang Xuemei also used their lightness skills to quickly leap out from the courtyard next to them.

Zhang Sanfeng removed his hand from Gu Shaoan and took a step back.

This seemingly casual retreat instantly transported Zhang Sanfeng to a distance of five zhang (approximately 10 meters).

Even with Gu Shaoan's current eyesight, he could only vaguely catch a glimpse of a shadow.

"Come! Let this old Taoist see your Heavenly Sword Realm."

The Heavenly Sword Realm has greatly enhanced Gu Shaoan's abilities, but at present, Gu Shaoan can only measure his strength by comparing himself to martial artists like Meng Chixing and Tu Baichuan, whom he has already encountered.

But just guessing isn't safe enough.

One of the reasons Gu Shaoan asked Abbess Miejue to invite Zhang Sanfeng to the Emei Sect was to confirm his own strength through Zhang Sanfeng.

Therefore, Gu Shaoan did not waste any words in response to what Zhang Sanfeng was saying at this moment.

After inserting the Heaven-Slaying Sword into the ground, Gu Shaoan took a step forward. As his internal energy circulated rapidly, the sword pellet in his brain also began to tremble rapidly.

Immediately afterwards, both the Qi and sword energy spread out from Gu Shaoan like a flood, instantly covering a radius of thirty feet around him.

Just as the sword intent and the qi energy enveloped the entire back mountain, Abbess Miejue and Huang Xuemei, who were about ten feet away from Gu Shaoan and Zhang Sanfeng, both felt a tightness in their hearts, as if they were being stared at by something terrifying, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end.

Furthermore, an indescribable pressure seemed to press down on the two of them out of nowhere. Even though they circulated their internal energy, they still felt a tightness in their chests.

But in the next instant, both of them felt the discomfort suddenly dissipate.

It was clear that Gu Shaoan had deliberately controlled his own internal energy and sword intent so that they did not affect the two of them.

On the other hand, Zhang Sanfeng, feeling the energy and sword intent filling the surrounding air, was also somewhat surprised.

Zhang Sanfeng was well aware of Gu Shaoan's skill level; it was incredibly profound.

Combining Gu Shaoan's own understanding of martial arts, it is not difficult for him to use his intention to create a domain that allows his energy to cover an area of ​​thirty feet.

But sword intent is different.

Compared to a martial artist's skill level, improving one's sword intent is much more difficult.

Even Zhang Sanfeng's sword intent, now at the third level of swordsmanship, can only cover a radius of ten feet around him.

"How did this kid cultivate to such a level of sword intent?"

It was after Gu Shaoan formed a special area with his Qi and sword intent that his aura suddenly changed.

It was as if one's entire being had merged with this world, and one's aura suddenly became ethereal.

Sensing the change in Gu Shaoan's aura, Zhang Sanfeng clearly felt the sword intent within his body trembling continuously.

At the same time, the biting mountain wind on the back of Mount Emei suddenly stopped for a moment, and then disappeared without a trace.

And at this moment, the chaotic forces of heaven and earth in the back mountain suddenly began to move in an orderly fashion.

In time, the countless strands of sword energy reached Zhang Sanfeng.

"Sword One: Spring Willow"

If ordinary sword energy is like a sudden storm, with the power to destroy mountains and split rocks, then Gu Shaoan's sword energy is more like a warm breeze in March in Jiangnan, with the wind carrying the water's essence, and the water's essence entwining with new willows.

The sword energy did not come straight, but rather with an extremely gentle arc, brushing in from all directions, like slender willow branches, layer upon layer, one layer after another.

What's even stranger is that these sword energies are clearly extremely fast, and in theory, the sound of them tearing through the air should be like tearing silk, but at this moment there isn't even the slightest whistling of wind.

Faced with the endless spring willows, Zhang Sanfeng could clearly sense that these sword energies were not only formed by Gu Shaoan's internal energy and the wind of heaven and earth, but also by the power of heaven and earth that had been forcibly "woven in".

Although few in number, they are extremely pure, like fine steel wires hidden among willow branches.

If one were to use ordinary protective qi to resist it, the surface would be unharmed, but the internal meridians would be gradually cut open by that sharp force that "goes with the flow".

It's not about killing with a single blow, but about subtly infiltrating, entangling, and wearing you down; by the time you realize it, you're already chilled to the bone, your clothes are not torn, but your bones and blood are already damaged.

"How wonderful it is that spring arrives silently."

Zhang Sanfeng secretly praised him, then casually raised his sleeve as if brushing dust off his shoulder.

The movements were extremely slow, as slow as an old Taoist priest waving his sleeve to shoo away mosquitoes in the courtyard.

But the moment he raised his sleeve, the surrounding "momentum" changed.

It wasn't the brute force of coercion, but rather like someone suddenly and gently stirring a pool of spring water; the water remained water, but the ripples took on a direction.

The force that Zhang Sanfeng brought from his sleeve was not great, but it was extremely smooth and rounded, like Tai Chi push hands, borrowing and discarding without leaving a trace.

Thus, the sword energy that should have been sharp and penetrating turned into something like willow branches meeting the spring breeze.

Strands of energy were drawn in by his sleeves, their sharpness was dissipated, and the power of heaven and earth was pushed aside.

The sword energy was still there, but it no longer contained any strength. It only turned into a thin layer of bluish-white mist three feet in front of Zhang Sanfeng, and then silently dissipated into the air.

(End of this chapter)