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Chapter 435 A mountain is not famous because of its height, but because of the immortals who dwell there.

After sheathing the Heaven-Slaying Sword, Gu Shaoan said, "Master Zhang's strength still amazes this junior."

Gu Shaoan's words came from the bottom of his heart.

The key points of the Tai Chi Classics are "using stillness to control movement, slowness to defeat speed, softness to overcome hardness, weakness to overcome strength, and striking after the opponent but arriving first".

Its core principle is "to strike after the opponent has made a move, and to use the opponent's strength against them."

When facing Gu Shaoan just now, Zhang Sanfeng did not use these characteristics at all. He simply neutralized all of Gu Shaoan's attacks with Yin-Yang Qi.

If we're really going to be serious, Gu Shaoan probably believes that based on the "later strike, first strike" principle of the Tai Chi Classics, Zhang Sanfeng would have countered Gu Shaoan the moment he made his move.

This is enough to show just how much water Zhang Sanfeng had hidden.

But Zhang Sanfeng rolled his eyes at what he heard.

"What are you so amazed about? With your Heavenly Sword Realm, if the old Taoist priest were to face you at your age, you could kill him eight hundred times over in a single breath. I don't know how you've managed to cultivate to this level in this crappy place like the Emei Sect."

Recalling the Heavenly Sword Realm ability that Gu Shaoan had revealed in his actions, and the elegant demeanor of condensing wind, rain, flowers, and grass into a sword with a casual flick of his finger from afar, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

"Even an old Taoist priest couldn't produce so much sword energy while standing still."

Just as Zhang Sanfeng finished speaking, a voice rang out from the side.

"So what if it's a shabby place? A mountain is not famous because of its height, but because of the immortals who dwell there; water is not sacred because of its depth, but because of the dragons that inhabit it."

"My Emei Mountain is beautiful and has a profound cultural heritage. If a disciple like Shao'an doesn't join my Emei, would he join someone's Wudang instead?"

"Master Zhang should be glad that Shao'an joined my Emei Sect. Otherwise, if a disciple with Shao'an's talent joined the Wudang Sect, and after being taught by Wudang, he were completely manipulated and seduced by that so-called Holy Maiden of Cihang Jingzhai, that would be a small matter. But it would be much more interesting if he were to turn on his own master and kill him."

At this point, Abbess Miejue smiled and said, "Looking at it this way, not letting Master Zhang take Shao'an away a few years ago actually saved Master Zhang's life. Otherwise, with Shao'an's talent, if Master Zhang had been completely unprepared and had been struck by Shao'an's sword, he would probably have had to go and meet Grandmaster Guo Xiang."

Zhang Sanfeng: "."

Zhang Sanfeng shouted, "You think you're so great? Does your disciple's strength have anything to do with your extinction? If this brat had really joined Wudang, I could have easily taught him, and he might have already condensed the Three Flowers by now."

Abbess Miejue's eyes narrowed: "Bragging! You're telling me that if Shao'an can condense the Three Flowers now, why don't you say he can directly step into the Sitting Illumination Realm like Zhang Laodao? What? Are you planning to directly pass on your skills to Shao'an and then go down to see Patriarch Guo Xiang?"

"You think you can just teach them casually? Two third-generation direct descendants have both fallen into ruin, being treated like fools. And you still think you can mislead the younger generation?"

There's a saying that you shouldn't hit someone in the face or expose their shortcomings, but Abbess Miejue is now doing both.

Even Zhang Sanfeng's face turned red at this moment.

I'm so annoyed.

For a moment, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but curse Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu several times in his heart.

But there's something Zhang Sanfeng really couldn't refute.

Of the three generations of direct disciples of Wudang, only Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu remain.

As a result, when Qin Mengyao arrived, both of the third-generation direct disciples were completely captivated by her.

If it's just one person, you could say they're stupid.

If both are like this, outsiders who don't know the situation would just think that the Wudang Sect really has some problems in teaching its disciples.

"That's going too far! Do you really think this old Taoist priest is made of clay and won't dare to lay a hand on me?"

"Ha! Master Zhang is the strongest in the world. How could he not dare to make a move against me, the leader of Emei Sect? Back when the six major sects gathered at Wudang, I was the only one who sincerely came to congratulate Wudang Sect on its birthday. In the end, I was still slapped by Master Zhang in front of the other five sects."

"Bullshit, someone has their eye on your Emei Sect's Heaven-Reliant Sword, and this old Taoist is just finding a reason to protect it."

"So, does that mean we can start now? Don't you have any dignity?"

"What good is face if you don't have the ability? Who's going to give you face?"

Seeing Zhang Sanfeng and Abbess Miejue arguing back and forth, Huang Xuemei looked on with a look of astonishment.

Clearly, no one expected that the legendary number one martial artist in the Great Wei Kingdom and Abbess Miejue would be like this in private.

At this moment, Gu Shaoan's voice, transmitted through telepathy, rang in Huang Xuemei's ear.

"Master and Zhang Zhenren have always been like this. They bicker and argue in private, but they actually have a very good relationship. You'll get used to it in the future."

Upon hearing this, Huang Xuemei smiled gently and replied in kind via telepathy: "The martial world is dangerous and people's hearts are unpredictable. It is a fortunate thing to have people like this who expose each other's shortcomings."

"Moreover, I can also sense that Master Zhang dotes on his master."

Gu Shaoan smiled and nodded: "That's true."

Needless to say, Abbess Miejue, as the head of a sect, although she doesn't put on airs in front of Gu Shaoan, Juechen, and Juejue, still has to be mindful of her boundaries.

Although Zhang Sanfeng was the number one martial artist, how many people in the world could catch his eye?
How many people would dare to argue with Zhang Sanfeng like an ordinary person?

One slap and your ashes will be scattered.

When Gu Shaoan first saw Zhang Sanfeng and Abbess Miejue bickering, he felt that the two, though they were the leaders of a sect, were more like a close elder and junior.

Furthermore, Abbess Miejue had truly let go of some of her past grievances against Zhang Sanfeng.

Otherwise, why would he argue with Zhang Sanfeng like this?

Watching the two arguing fiercely without any regard for their status, and then looking at Gu Shaoan watching the show with a smile, without any intention of intervening, Huang Xuemei suddenly felt that the Emei Sect was indeed a good place.

At this moment, Huang Xuemei understood why Gu Shaoan often mentioned the Emei Sect when he was away from home.

If Huang Xuemei were in such a sect, with such elders, she might also, like Gu Shaoan, prioritize the Emei Sect in everything.

And so, in the gentle sunlight and warm mountain breeze of the back mountain, Gu Shaoan and Huang Xuemei stood side by side watching as Abbess Miejue, with her words "I have a disciple like Shaoan," made Zhang Sanfeng so angry that the fat on his face trembled. Only then did Gu Shaoan, who had just brewed fresh tea, step forward and welcome the two into the pavilion.

Even after several cups of tea, Zhang Sanfeng was still reminiscing about his verbal sparring with Miejue. He felt he hadn't quite performed well.

Compared to Zhang Sanfeng, Abbess Miejue had a smile on her face and looked relaxed and at ease.

My mood was even more pleasant than when I stepped into the Condensing Yuan Formation Realm.

After a short while, Gu Shaoan spoke up: "I heard Master Zhang mention the situation of the Celestial Realm martial artist in the court who condensed the Lesser Three Harmonies. I wonder if Master Zhang also knows anything about the remaining two Celestial Realm martial artists in the court?"

Hearing Gu Shaoan's question, Zhang Sanfeng replied lazily, "It's alright, I know a little bit about it."

Gu Shaoan continued, "I wonder how my strength compares to those two Celestial Realm warriors from the imperial court?"

"Compared to you?"

Zhang Sanfeng seemed surprised that Gu Shaoan would ask this question. He gave Gu Shaoan a strange look and then said, "Of the two remaining Celestial Realm martial artists in the imperial court, the one who entered the Celestial Realm through the Great Three Harmonies is named Zhu Qiyang. He is also a member of the royal family. By calculation, Zhu Houzhao would call him his great-grandfather."

"Another one is named Wang Yizhao, an ancestor of the Wang family in the capital. He was a military noble. Although he entered the Celestial Realm with the Lesser Three Harmonies, he created a Mountain Blade Technique based on the Army's Breaking Formation Blade Technique. It is extremely powerful and its reputation is no less than that of the Heavenly Blade Technique in the Great Sui Kingdom."

Finally, Zhang Sanfeng changed the subject, saying, "However, although these two are quite strong, in a one-on-one fight, they are somewhat inferior to you, kid."

From Zhang Sanfeng's perspective, the sword energy that Gu Shaoan had previously gathered was not simply a mixture of the Qi of Heaven and Earth, the power of Heaven and Earth, and the strength of Heaven and Earth.

Almost every sword aura contained the sword techniques from Sword One to Sword Eight in Gu Shaoan's "Emei Sword Manual".

The reason it seemed so easy to solve was because it was Zhang Sanfeng who was facing these sword energies.

But not everyone in the world has the strength of Zhang Sanfeng.

From Zhang Sanfeng's perspective, even a martial artist with the Great Three Harmonies skill would be like a puppet on strings when faced with Gu Shaoan's chess and sword techniques, which combined the power and momentum of heaven and earth.

Not to mention Gu Shaoan's final sword strike, which even amazed Zhang Sanfeng.

Any martial artist at the Celestial Realm who dared to take Gu Shaoan's sword head-on would be severely injured, if not killed.

Upon hearing Zhang Sanfeng's words, Abbess Miejue and Huang Xuemei, who were standing nearby, were both startled and looked at Gu Shaoan with surprise on their faces.

Both Abbess Miejue and Huang Xuemei knew that Gu Shaoan was very strong.

However, even Abbess Miejue didn't know the exact level of Gu Shaoan's strength, let alone Huang Xuemei.

Who would have thought that Gu Shaoan, whose internal energy cultivation level was only at the Condensation of Qi, was already strong enough to deal with a martial arts master who had entered the Celestial Realm through the Great Three Harmonies and the Unity of Three Elements.

Gu Shaoan thought for a moment and said, "If those two people from the imperial court join forces, do I have a chance of winning if I fight them both alone?"

Zhang Sanfeng frowned again, and after thinking for a while, he replied, "I only fought with that Zhu Qiyang a few decades ago. I don't know how much my strength has improved over the years."

"If it's a one-on-one fight, I'm not your match. But if the two of you team up, I'm afraid your chances of winning are only fifty percent."

"Fifty percent?" Gu Shaoan frowned slightly, seemingly dissatisfied with this chance of winning.

Seeing Gu Shaoan's furrowed brows, Zhang Sanfeng almost laughed in anger.

"Those two experts from the imperial court are from over a hundred years ago, even older than this old Taoist. They're almost three or four hundred years old combined. How old are you, kid? With your Qi Condensation Realm level, you're not satisfied with a 50% chance of winning against two experts at the Celestial Realm?"

Gu Shaoan shook his head and said, "The next thing requires me to show some strength, so I must first understand whether my strength is enough to deal with the imperial court."

Finally, before Zhang Sanfeng could ask, Gu Shaoan pondered for a moment and then asked, "Does Master Zhang think that the martial arts of those two Celestial Realm experts in the imperial court are stronger than my last sword strike, 'Sword Eleven - Flying Immortal'?"

Zhang Sanfeng understood Gu Shaoan quite well, knowing that Gu Shaoan was not one to speak without reason.

The fact that Abbess Miejue personally made a trip to Wudang to secretly invite him to the Emei Sect must mean there was something to discuss.

Therefore, she remained patient in the face of Gu Shaoan's repeated inquiries.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and said, "Zhu Qiyang is skilled in the 'Shadowless Heaven-Shaking Palm' collected by the imperial court. The palm technique is swift and fierce, and he himself has reached a very high level of mastery in palm techniques. His strength is not low."

"Your martial arts have improved greatly over the past few decades. In terms of strength, you are roughly equivalent to Meng Chixing. However, your sword strike is too special. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it has reached the extreme of the Celestial Realm. According to my estimation, his strongest killing move should not be more powerful than your sword strike."

Although she didn't know what Gu Shaoan's purpose was, seeing how much he valued this matter, Abbess Miejue couldn't help but say, "You haven't fought Zhu Qiyang for decades. How can you be sure of Zhu Qiyang's strength? What if he has also entered the Sitting Illumination Realm like you?"

Zhang Sanfeng glanced at Abbess Miejue, a disdainful smile curving his lips.

"The old Taoist said that he had not fought him decades ago, but that does not mean that he was unaware of his strength over the past few decades."

Abbess Miejue raised an eyebrow and asked, "When was the last time you saw him?"

Zhang Sanfeng smacked his lips and said, "Last year, I guess!"

Gu Shaoan asked, "After you left Wudang?"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said, "Since I'm just idling around anyway, I thought I'd go to the palace to see if I could find out anything, so I can find out what that little emperor is up to."

"I happened to sense that old bastard Zhu Qiyang was cultivating, so I took a look."

Upon hearing this, the others understood why Zhang Sanfeng was so clear about Zhu Qiyang's strength.

In response, Abbess Miejue glanced at them sideways and said, "Ha! The number one martial artist in the Great Wei Kingdom actually resorts to such despicable acts as spying in the dark."

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Abbess Miejue as if she were a fool and said, "If you don't sneak around, do you expect me to come out openly? Don't you think the martial arts world of the Great Wei Kingdom is chaotic enough already?"

Gu Shaoan was not surprised by what Zhang Sanfeng said.

In Gu Shaoan's view, Zhu Qiyang's strength in the imperial court was indeed as Zhang Sanfeng had said, roughly equivalent to that of the already deceased Meng Chixing and Bai Xiaosheng, whose power had not yet fully recovered.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have died in the Yuan Dynasty later.

After confirming the relative strengths of the enemy and ourselves through Zhang Sanfeng, Gu Shaoan felt reassured.

Currently, Gu Shaoan's greatest reliance, besides his greatly increased strength after entering the Heavenly Sword Realm, is his two attributes: [Indestructible Vajra] and [Immovable as a Mountain].

(End of this chapter)