Master of Martial Arts, please enjoy a drunken revelry in the martial world.

Although the Qianchou Si in the capital is gone, the Qianchou Si near the capital still exists.

Gu Qianbei wanted to send a message; it was very simple.

But Haitang was unaware of these things, so she couldn't help but worry.

Therefore, Gu Qianbei said that he could use his secret forces to transport supplies and that he himself would not leave Qixia Town.

Only then did Haitang feel at ease to write the letter, which she eventually handed to Gu Qianbei.

Gu Qianbei appeared to have gone out, but in reality, he used the "Wine Tracking" technique to directly arrive at Qianchou Si, the closest place to the capital.

After putting the letter away, Gu Qianbei secretly inquired about some more information.

After learning that he had not become a wanted criminal, Gu Qianbei smiled with satisfaction.

Although he wasn't afraid of being wanted, avoiding trouble would be the best option.

But Gu Qianbei also knew that he must have been placed on the wanted list of the Dragon Guard Manor.

There must be a trap waiting for him outside.

As long as he shows himself, Zhu Wushi will definitely lead a group of people to besiege him again.

Although I'm still not afraid, it's still troublesome nonetheless.

"It seems I really need to leave the Ming Dynasty for a while."

Gu Qianbei murmured to himself, then returned to Qixia Town.

"Did you deliver the letter? Why did it take so long?"

Haitang breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Gu Qianbei return.

"It took some effort to find the person."

Gu Qianbei smiled and didn't elaborate further.

"Haitang, let's leave Qixia Town tomorrow."

I'm afraid that if this information is exposed, it will implicate everyone at the inn.

Gu Qianbei said in a low voice.

"it is good."

Haitang didn't have any objections to this, but she was somewhat reluctant to leave Daming.

"Haitang, don't worry, we'll be back sooner or later."

Zhu Wushi's good days won't last long.

Upon hearing this, Haitang remained silent.

She is feeling conflicted right now.

She did not want Zhu Wushi to succeed in his rebellion, nor did she want him to be purged.

Feelings are something you can't just cut off easily.

Gu Qianbei also saw through Haitang's thoughts, and immediately stopped talking about it.

Things always happen eventually.

"Haitang, you have lost all your internal strength, but you will have to train it back."

I have a martial art here called the Northern Darkness Divine Art, which was passed down from the Free and Unfettered Sect.

It requires the complete loss of internal energy to cultivate, which is most suitable for your current situation. Why don't you give it a try?

Although this internal skill can absorb the internal energy of others for its own use, it can also refine the Northern Darkness True Qi on its own even without absorbing internal energy, making it far stronger than ordinary internal skills.

Gu Qianbei began promoting the Beiming Divine Skill to Haitang.

He currently possesses numerous internal energy cultivation manuals, but few are suitable for Haitang.

This Northern Darkness Divine Art is the most suitable.

If Haitang were willing to absorb internal energy, she could recover her original strength in just a few months.

"The Northern Darkness Divine Art? The Carefree Sect?"

Haitang was taken aback upon hearing this, as if she had thought of something and found it somewhat unbelievable.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Haitang's expression, Gu Qianbei asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

"Qianbei, do you know who my master is?"

"Of course I know that. It's that Young Master Wuhen."

This person is said to be extremely mysterious, possessing vast knowledge of astronomy, geography, medicine, divination, and astrology—a true polymath.

"That's right. My master once told me that his master's name was Xiaoyaozi, who founded a sect called Xiaoyao Sect and took in four disciples."

However, my great-master was so disappointed in these disciples that he left the legacy of the Xiaoyao Sect to them and went out to roam the world again.

More than a decade later, my grandmaster met my master and took him as his disciple.

That's how the Master Without Trace came to be.

I never imagined I'd hear the name of the Free and Unfettered Sect again today, and it would be from you.

"Such a thing exists?"

Gu Qianbei was also surprised upon hearing this.

Is Wuhen Gongzi a disciple of Xiaoyaozi?

Upon closer inspection, they do indeed look very similar.

The character of Wuhen Gongzi is too similar to that of the Xiaoyao Sect.

They are all good-looking, all talented, and highly skilled in martial arts.

After a brief moment of surprise, Gu Qianbei smiled and said, "Then this must be fate."

Haitang, whose current leader of the Xiaoyao Sect is named Xiaoyuer, is my friend.

I also helped him become the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect.

He won't have any objections if I let you cultivate this Northern Darkness Divine Art.

So you don't need to feel any burden.

If you don't like that, I have other options.

Haitang shook her head slightly.

"I don't dislike it. I am a disciple of the Free and Unfettered Sect, so it's perfectly normal for me to learn Free and Unfettered Sect martial arts."

"It's just that even my master didn't know this Northern Darkness Divine Art, yet I've managed to learn it."

"If Young Master Wuhen doesn't know the Northern Darkness Divine Art, then what martial art does he practice?"

Gu Qianbei asked curiously.

"It seems to be a martial art created by my great-grandmaster. However, I lack the talent, so my master did not pass it on to me."

Actually, after my master learned that I was going to become a secret agent for the imperial guards, he stopped teaching me much martial arts.

At this point, Haitang expressed some regret.

Gu Qianbei seemed to be deep in thought.

It seems that Young Master Wuhen discovered something, which is why he was unwilling to give Haitang any more guidance.

"Haitang, would you like to go back and see your master?"

"Of course I want to."

But my master is as elusive as a dragon, I can't see him even if I want to.

Haitang smiled bitterly.

As his name suggests, very few people in the martial arts world have ever seen the man who is known for his inconspicuousness.

He comes and goes without a trace; only those he wants to see can see him, and those he doesn't want to see have no chance of seeing him at all.

That's a bit of a pity.

I'm really eager to experience the charm of this Mr. Wuchen.

By the way, where did you learn your skills before? Perhaps we could go and take a look.

"That's a valley on the border of the Ming Dynasty. If we're leaving the Ming Dynasty, we'll be passing through there."

"Then we'll go take a look. Maybe your master is still over there."

"it is good."

"Then what about this Northern Darkness Divine Art?"

"I cultivate."

Haitang didn't hesitate; she accepted the martial art directly.

She didn't want to become a useless person who could only be protected by Gu Qianbei; she wanted to become a strong person.

She doesn't want something like this to happen a second time.

The feeling of being passively protected by the one you love is just too painful.

If Gu Qianbei were to die because of her, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

Therefore, improving one's own abilities is the top priority.

She wants to become stronger!

Seeing Haitang's fighting spirit, Gu Qianbei felt relieved.

He was genuinely worried that Haitang would become despondent because of Zhu Wushi, which would be a huge waste.

Haitang had an extremely solid foundation in martial arts, so she quickly mastered the basics of the Northern Darkness Divine Skill.

"As expected of the sect's signature martial art, it is indeed extraordinary."

This is far superior to any internal energy cultivation method I've learned before.

As Haitang felt the changes in her body, she couldn't help but sigh.

"Drinking this bowl of wine should make your cultivation process smoother."

"it is good."

Gu Qianbei poured a cup of peach wine and handed it to Haitang, who drank it all without hesitation.