The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

"You sons of bitches, the Great Brightness Cult! I'll fight you to the death!"

Amidst the angry shouts, the group of martial arts practitioners from Sichuan lost all fear and surged towards the Great Brightness Sect like a tidal wave.

An Qingwan, of course, wouldn't be idle either.

She had said she would keep all these people here, so now she was rushing faster than anyone else.

She was somewhat restrained in Moyu Valley, but now in Qingcheng Mountain, she has no scruples whatsoever.

So it is your Great Light Church that commits murder, so it is your Great Light Church that besieges?

What kind of bullshit Mind-Capturing Gu is this? What kind of bullshit Fearless of Pain and Death? What kind of bullshit Great Brightness Cult is this? I'll kill them all!

With a single, powerful punch, the burly man who was rushing towards him, afflicted by the Mind-Controlling Gu, immediately collapsed, his bones shattering.

With a swift and deadly kick, he sent several people blocking his way flying, their heads exploding like watermelons.

Someone tried to slow An Qingwan down with hidden weapons, but An Qingwan simply flicked her finger, and the hidden weapons flew back at several times the speed, piercing the eye sockets of the person who used them with a whoosh.

Although An Qingwan couldn't see, shouts could be heard all over the mountain.

Where there is a cry, there is a way.

As long as there is a path, her "sword" will never miss its mark.

A single sword can't kill many people in this complex mountainous terrain, but she has more than just one sword.

Fallen leaves, flying petals, flying sand and gravel, a blade of grass, a piece of cloth, even a drop of blood, can all be transformed into a sword in her hands.

The sword is the person; wherever the sword is, she is there too.

An Qingwan was originally only in one place, but now she is everywhere!

When have the people of the Great Light Cult ever experienced such a disadvantage?

After only a short while, his mentality completely collapsed.

"Run away!"

"An Qingwan is not even human. Even the Garuda King at this age doesn't have such martial arts skills!"

The people of Sichuan and Chongqing were so angry they laughed.

Humph, want to escape?

They all exerted their full strength, wielding swords and blades wherever they went, causing blood to splatter and rivers to flow.

Just then, the Moyu Valley group, who had been lying in ambush at the foot of the mountain, also charged out under the leadership of Gongsun Hongdie.

While they may not be as skilled in close combat as disciples of sects like Luoyan Sect, their efficiency in beating a drowning dog far surpasses that of others.

With ambushes ahead and pursuers behind, the members of the Great Brightness Cult had no choice but to take the most remote mountain paths.

But how could these outsiders possibly outrun the locals by taking shortcuts?

The killing continued until evening. Apart from a few people who stayed behind for questioning, all the other members of the Great Light Cult were killed.

"Spare me! Goddess, spare me!"

On Mount Qingcheng, the cries of the survivors of the Great Brightness Sect echoed throughout the mountains.

The sound was so piercing that it brought immense joy to the listener.

An Qingwan waved her hand: "Drag them away and question them separately. If they confess honestly, they may still have a chance to live. But if anyone dares to tell a lie, let him suffer the pain of being devoured by ten thousand insects!"

After the battle just now, these Sichuan martial arts figures have long since become completely subservient to An Qingwan.

Without saying a word, they dragged the people away and tortured them separately.

The cries faded into the distance.

An Qingwan stood there silently by herself.

The corpse of the Happy Taoist lay about ten feet away from her.

Just as Li Xintong said, the Happy Taoist became even more terrifying after being controlled by the Mind-Controlling Gu.

Although he lacked some agility and responsiveness, he also lacked some fear and pain. How could a person with superb martial arts skills who was completely unafraid of death not be terrifying?

That was no longer a human being, but a killing machine!

"I just don't know how many Mind-Capturing Gu the Great Brightness Cult possesses."

An Qingwan felt that it shouldn't be much. If it were, the Great Brightness Sect would have already sent numerous puppets to invade the Central Plains in a large-scale southward campaign. Why would they need to resort to such underhanded tricks?

Just as she was thinking, a sound suddenly came from in front of her.

"?"

An Qingwan lowered her head.

She heard it clearly; the noise was distinctly coming from the corpse of the Happy Taoist.

What kind of legendary, resilient king is this?

"Your heart has been shattered, your hands and feet severed, your chest is caved in, and your front is pressed against your back. Even so, you still have a breath left. What kind of skill is this?"

The Happy Taoist coughed and laughed at the same time: "This is the Longevity Book that my godfather comprehended on his own. Although this method cannot truly lead to immortality, it can still be considered an unparalleled skill. However, I owe it all to you. If it weren't for your punch that killed the Mind-Controlling Gu in my body, I would never have been able to wake up again."

An Qingwan nodded: "Godfather? Is he the famous Grand Eunuch?"

The Happy Taoist said, "It is him."

His voice suddenly turned forlorn.

"I was originally a dissolute young man in the capital. I had neither literary talent nor martial arts skills, so I did petty theft and helped others with their affairs."

An Qingwan nodded; she had heard Sikong Tingxue tell her these things.

The Happy Taoist said, "That night, a thief broke into the Ziwei Palace and caused chaos. On a whim, I went to the vicinity of the Ziwei Palace to watch the excitement, but I was accidentally caught up in the battle between my godfather and the thief. The thief took me hostage, and in his haste, he threw me out, just in time to knock me out of my balance."

Castration, isn't that the same as castration?

So you are...

The Happy Taoist said, “My godfather didn’t have to do anything. Even if it was my own fault, so what? He was the high and mighty Grand Eunuch, and I was just an orphan without parents. But my godfather was a kind man. The more he saw the intrigue and treachery in the palace, the more compassion he felt. When he saw my miserable state, he felt guilty and thought the fault lay with him. So he not only took me in as his godson, but also taught me the Book of Immortality.”

"Because of him, I was able to become the Joyful Taoist. Because of him, I was able to meet the emperor and rise rapidly in rank. When I became the emperor's henchman, binding women and sending them to the palace for his pleasure, it was he who stepped forward to dissuade me and told me not to go down the wrong path again. He treated me like his own son, giving me everything he had. There will never be anyone in this world who treated me better than him."

As he spoke, the Happy Taoist suddenly sighed.

“But my godfather didn’t know that the better he treated me, the more I hated him. No matter how glamorous I became, I could never go back to that. I was no longer a man. The thief was already dead, so I had nothing left to hate but him. In the end, when he was meditating, I shattered his heart meridian with a single palm strike. I thought, if I kill him, I won’t have to hate anymore. If I kill him, no one in the world will know that I am a eunuch.”

An Qingwan: "..."

The Happy Taoist said, “I have killed many people in my life, some evil, some good, and some innocent, but I have never regretted it. I was never a good person, so why should I regret it? If they blocked my way, then I would kill them. The only one is my godfather. Even now, I still remember the look in his eyes when he turned back to look at me.”

An Qingwan said, "He definitely doesn't hate you."

The Joyful Taoist's body trembled uncontrollably: "I'd rather he hate me."

An Qingwan asked, "What do you need my help with?"

The Joyful Taoist said, "As expected of the Goddess of Xiaoxiang, she saw through my purpose at a glance."

cough cough.

He coughed twice.

“I am about to die, but I cannot die like this. I must pass on my godfather’s life’s work, the Book of Immortality. I have placed the manual under my bed in the bedroom of a house in Yizhou, and that house is…”

The Happy Taoist gave an address.

“I still have two orbs of longevity energy here, one yin orb from my adoptive father, and one yang orb from my own body. I have spent five years trying to merge these two orbs of energy. If it were you, perhaps you could use this to advance further and reach the Grandmaster realm.”

An Qingwan asked, "Is there anything else I can help you with?"

The Happy Taoist said, “I have built a Renyi Manor in the suburbs of the capital. There are 100,000 taels of gold in the manor. You can take it if you want. I only hope that if you have time, you can help me take care of the people I keep in the manor.”

An Qingwan said, "Okay."

The Happy Taoist said, "I'll give you another piece of advice."

An Qingwan asked, "What advice?"

The Joyful Taoist said, “Your inner strength is so profound that it is close to divine. If you were to fight the Three Fools to the death, you would surely win. But if it is just a sword fight, your level is not as good as hers. Wait a little longer, wait a little longer. There is no need to be impatient and to avoid hurting your sword heart.”

An Qing nodded lately.

I'll just write that sentence down for now.

Taking advantage of this quiet moment, the Joyful Taoist gave the two strands of Longevity True Qi to An Qingwan.

An Qingwan doesn't actually need those two streams of true energy.

She possesses over thirty fully-level internal martial arts techniques, so she doesn't lack internal energy. However, she can't use this true energy herself, but she can pass it on to others.

After the transmission of skills was completed, the Joyful Taoist suddenly asked, "I only have one question now: how did you recognize me as the Joyful Taoist?"

An Qingwan said, "The smell."

"odor?"

The Taoist priest suddenly realized the truth.

When he first became a eunuch, he always had a strange smell on his body due to incontinence. From then on, he developed the habit of always spraying some kind of exotic fragrance on his body.

Even though he disguised himself as Yu Shenghan, he still retained this habit, never expecting that this habit would take his life.

Haha.

The Happy Taoist smiled.

As he laughed, his vision began to blur; as he laughed, he finally understood the words Liu Keren had spoken before she died.

overhead.

Yes.

Right above my head.

He saw a thread, a spider's thread, a spider's thread that led to who-knows-where.

"The more you lack something, the more you want to fill it, but some things cannot be filled."

"After striving for so long and gaining so much, what is it that you ultimately want?"

"Liu Keren doesn't know, and neither do I. I'm just climbing upwards, climbing along this spider silk."

The Happy Taoist raised his hand, just like Liu Keren had done that day, and reached out to grab the spider silk.

He gently scooped it up.

call out!

The spider silk broke, and his last breath dissipated.

An Qingwan sheathed her sword, ignoring Huanxi Daoren, and walked straight toward Lan Xiaogu and Gongsun Hongdie, who were facing off.

That life-giving energy was what she prepared for Lan Xiaogu and Gongsun Hongdie.

One yin and one yang, each person has half.

P.S.: Thank you Airbus A380 and Night Wind Feather for the blades.

Strange, the term "Mingjiao" doesn't seem to be a sensitive word today; there are no sensitive warnings from the backend.

Ninety-two years of immortality, a new legend in the martial arts world, An Qingwan! [3k]

Qingcheng Mountain.

Moonlit night.

On a giant rock.

Lan Xiaogu and Gongsun Hongdie each stood at one end.

The two of them had been standing there for almost fifteen minutes.

No one speaks.

Lan Xiaogu wanted to speak several times, but after opening her mouth, she swallowed back all her thoughts.

Ultimately, I don't know what role to play in speaking.