In Emei, start by obtaining golden attributes.

Chapter 111: Should we follow the proper procedures or get straight to the point?
The figure behind the screen did not stop her delicate work, as if the act of sewing was the most important thing in the world.

"Has it been confirmed?"

A voice rang out, its tone gentle and melodious, like fine silk gliding over cool pearls, yet it possessed a softness that could seep into one's bones, while also containing an undeniable authority, making one feel particularly conflicted.

When asked by the person behind the screen, Sang San Niang immediately replied, "Reporting to the Sect Leader, I have confirmed that the three people just now should be two disciples of Abbess Miejue, the leader of the Emei Sect, and a disciple of Elder Abbess Juechen, as mentioned in the news."

At this point, Sang Sanniang paused slightly before continuing, "But before Gu Shaoan left, his gaze lingered on me for a moment. This person has exceptionally sharp senses. I tried my best to conceal my aura, but I still couldn't completely avoid his perception."

"Oh?"

The needle tip seemed to hover in the air for an extremely brief moment, followed by a very faint laugh, like glass clinking together. The sound was not loud, but it had a strange penetrating power.

"The news said that this boy was capable of killing Ding Mian and Fei Bin in an instant. If the news is true, it is enough to show that although he is only a teenager, his strength is even greater than that of Zuo Lengchan. It is not surprising that he could detect it."

At this moment, a hand holding a needle was slightly raised. The jade-colored fingers gleamed with a warm yet cold luster in the dim candlelight. At the tip of the tiny embroidery needle, a cold glint flickered and shifted with the slight twisting of the needle.

"Can you determine their purpose in coming to Dengfeng Prefecture?" a gorgeous, effeminate voice asked, tinged with interest.

Sang San Niang frowned, her tone filled with helplessness: "Your subordinate deserves to die! Gu Shaoan is extremely cautious in his actions. When the three of them were talking, they were always surrounded by a layer of extremely subtle yet exceptionally resilient true energy, like a water barrier, completely isolating the sound inside."

"I tried my best to concentrate and observe, but I couldn't hear any sound. I could only vaguely make out from the lip movements of the two women next to him that they were saying things like 'Songshan Sect' or 'lure them out' or 'close the door and beat the dog'."

"Lure them out? Or trap them?"

The soft, feminine voice repeated these words, as if deep in thought.

But after the attack, his tone suddenly became more animated.

"Interesting. After killing Zuo Lengchan and a group of experts from the Songshan Sect, the Emei Sect actually sent several disciples directly to Dengfeng Prefecture."

At this moment, Sang San Niang continued to report: "Master, three disciples from the Songshan Sect just arrived. They should be disciples left here in Dengfeng Prefecture to guard the area. Judging from the behavior of those three disciples, they seem to have taken a liking to the two women beside Gu Shaoan. I noticed that the two female disciples beside Gu Shaoan moved first to lure the three disciples away before Gu Shaoan made his move."

"It seems that the goal of these three people may be the same as our purpose for this trip, perhaps also the Songshan Sect."

The Songshan Sect has been eating too well these past few years.

Although they were only a second-rate power, they exploited the other four sects by virtue of their status as the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, and the money they obtained each year was not less than that of the Sun Moon Divine Sect.

Over the past ten or twenty years, the wealth accumulated within the Songshan Sect has been considerable.

The Sun Moon Cult has spent a lot of money over the years, and now that they have learned of the deaths of Zuo Lengchan, Ding Mian and others, they naturally have their own ideas.

Behind the screen, the hand holding the needle suddenly stopped.

A few breaths later, that soft, feminine voice flowed out again, carrying a knowing and insightful quality.

“The Emei Sect is not like those deceitful and fraudulent sects of the Five Mountains Sword Sect. If they really coveted the gold and silver accumulated by the Songshan Sect over the years, the Emei Sect would not have sent only these three little guys.”

"However, their purpose is indeed a bit strange and puzzling."

Upon hearing this, Sang San Niang inquired, "Now that the Emei Sect has also gotten involved, should Elder Xiong and the others continue?"

Faced with Sang San Niang's question, the person behind the screen suddenly fell silent, as if they were also pondering what Sang San Niang had asked.

Only the faint sound of the embroidery needle piercing the embroidery cloth could be heard.

A moment later, just as Sang San Niang was about to lift her eyes to satisfy her curiosity, a soft, feminine voice rang out again from behind the screen.

"No rush, let's see what these three little guys are up to first."

Sang San Niang breathed a sigh of relief and immediately cupped her hands in response, "Your subordinate obeys."

No wonder Sang San Niang reacted this way.

Knowing about the deaths of Zuo Lengchan and others, and what happened within the Hengshan Sect that day, naturally spread to the Sun Moon Divine Cult as well.

The strength displayed by the Emei Sect is already quite frightening.

It is far beyond what the Five Mountains Sword Sect can compare to.

If it's not necessary, Sang San Niang really doesn't want to provoke the Emei Sect.

After speaking, Sang San Niang slowly rose in front of the screen, maintaining a bowing posture as she retreated.

Only after retreating to the doorway did he get up and open it.

On the street, Zhou Zhiruo and Yang Yan walked lightly, their figures graceful.

With their pretty faces and unique charm, the two naturally attracted a lot of attention when they traveled together.

Less than five zhang behind the two, the three disciples of the Songshan Sect were drawn to the two beautiful figures as if by a magnet.

The two women appeared to be walking leisurely, but their steps were actually light and quick.

Instead of heading towards the bustling main street, they turned left and right as if taking a casual stroll, and entered a relatively quiet alley.

The three disciples from Songshan who were following behind were overjoyed at the sight and quickened their pace, almost running to catch up with them.

The alley wasn't deep; it soon came to an end, a T-junction.

Just as the three disciples of the Songshan Sect chased into the alley, they saw the two women walk to the corner of the alley and turn right.

Being in Dengfeng Prefecture, Songshan Sect territory, and with their hearts captivated by the beauty, the three of them showed no suspicion or vigilance whatsoever, quickly following behind, seemingly impatient.

However, just as the three of them walked to the alley corner and turned right, before they could even see what was going on, Zhou Zhiruo and Yang Yan, who had been lying in ambush at the corner, made their move.

With her index and middle fingers joined together, driven by her refined internal energy, Yang Yan swiftly and instantly struck the "Shanzhong" acupoint and the "Zhangmen" acupoint under the ribs of one of the three Songshan Sect disciples with triangular eyes and another with a slightly plump figure.

With the two major acupoints sealed, the two men's bodies immediately stiffened, their smiles froze, and they were unable to move as if they had been subjected to a spell.

Yang Yan, having successfully landed a blow, was just about to withdraw her finger with satisfaction when...

He turned to look at Zhou Zhiruo.

Just then, Zhou Zhiruo's right hand, fingers outstretched like a sword, instantly struck seven acupoints on the last Songshan Sect disciple with a bulbous nose.

Each finger strike was incredibly precise, its force penetrating deep into the meridians.

The Songshan Sect member with the bulbous nose felt seven scorching auras instantly enter his body, sealing off all his energy pathways. He couldn't even mobilize a trace of internal energy, and his body became unresponsive, stiff as a piece of wood.

Even more astonishingly, as soon as the acupoint strike was completed, Zhou Zhiruo drew her sword with her left hand. The icy blade, carrying a chilling aura, was already firmly placed on the neck of the garlic-nosed Songshan disciple.

Yang Yan's eyelids twitched as she watched this action.

Over the course of three years, under Gu Shaoan's influence, Yang Yan became quite cautious in her actions and more thoughtful in her conduct.

However, Zhou Zhiruo was the one most affected.

This "steady" style—either not making a move at all, or making a move with terrifying precision, leaving no chance for the opponent to retaliate—is almost identical to Gu Shaoan's.

Just like now.

She only managed to seal two of the opponent's major acupoints, but Zhou Zhiruo directly sealed seven acupoints, not only sealing the opponent's power but also drawing her sword and pressing it against the opponent's neck.

Her cautiousness left her speechless.

This series of actions happened in the blink of an eye; the three people were subdued before they even had a chance to react.

His mind, which had just been clouded by beauty, instantly returned to normal, and he felt a chill run down his spine.

Especially the unfortunate fellow in front of Zhou Zhiruo, feeling the cold touch of the sword blade, the Songshan Sect disciple with the bulbous nose felt a chill run down his spine, and a layer of goosebumps rose on his skin.

Unable to hold back his trembling voice, he asked, "Who...who are you? How dare you lay a hand on us Songshan Sect disciples in Dengfeng Prefecture? Are you tired of living?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Yan gave a light snort, a sly glint in her large eyes, and said casually, "Oh dear, we've already hit you, why ask who we are? Of course we're the bad guys."

Before she could utter the last word, she noticed Zhou Zhiruo's sidelong glance and suddenly realized what was happening. She immediately spat twice and said, "Of course we are enemies."

He immediately picked up the scabbard in his hand and struck the heads of the two people on the ground who had been acupunctured and the one with a sword at his neck three times each, with considerable force.

"A bunch of lecherous bastards, you're unlucky to have fallen into my hands today!"

After saying that, Yang Yan ruthlessly lashed out with the scabbard of her sword at the two people in front of her.

The sound of the sword sheath striking flesh was exceptionally clear in the quiet alley.

The two disciples who had their pressure points sealed were powerless to resist and could only let out painful groans. Red marks quickly appeared on their bodies.

"Senior sister, why don't you give me a few hits to vent your anger!" Yang Yan was still not satisfied after hitting her a few times, so she turned to call out to Zhou Zhiruo.

Zhou Zhiruo had no intention of taking action, but after Yang Yan's words and seeing the three people's behavior of following her earlier, she realized that it was indeed hateful and deserved to be hit.

He immediately pursed his lips, and quickly raised the scabbard in his hand, slapping the face of the Songshan Sect disciple with the bulbous nose in front of him.

"puff!"

But when the scabbard struck the other person, Zhou Zhiruo found that the feel of this enemy's weapon was surprisingly good.

His eyes lit up immediately, and he raised his sword sheath again, gradually matching the frequency of the one next to him, striking three times per second, causing the person in front of him to cry out in pain repeatedly.

On a rooftop five zhang away, Gu Shaoan watched as the usually aloof and gentle Zhou Zhiruo was also swayed, and couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.

However, Gu Shaoan did not speak up to stop the two from doing so.

If the three Songshan Sect disciples had targeted an ordinary woman instead of Zhou Zhiruo and Yang Yan, their fate would have been predictable.

Facing these kinds of people, let alone just giving them a beating, even killing them on the spot would be their own fault.

A moment later, when Zhou Zhiruo and Yang Yan stopped fighting in the alley, the three Songshan disciples were bruised and battered, looking utterly disheveled. After resting for a while, Yang Yan's clear eyes swept over the three of them: "Alright, now, tell me honestly! Where is your Songshan Sect stationed in Dengfeng Prefecture?"

Zhou Zhiruo raised her longsword again and pressed it against the bulbous-nosed disciple, the blade pressed against his skin, and added, "Also, explain the number of the garrison personnel, their strength, and how they contact the Songshan Sect."

She didn't finish her sentence, but her cold gaze and the icy blade against her neck were more powerful than any threat.

The one-sided beating from the sword sheath earlier had already shattered the courage of these three Songshan Sect members. Now, faced with the threat from the two, they dared not hide anything and spilled everything they knew.

Soon, the two women also learned that the Songshan Sect's headquarters in Dengfeng Prefecture was located in a large mansion in the west of the city, in a relatively remote location.

There are fifty resident disciples in the academy, and all fifty are under the care of an elder of the Songshan School named Dong Xulai.

Although he was an elder, he had not yet reached the level of returning to the innate state.

After questioning them thoroughly and confirming the reliability of the information, Zhou and Yang exchanged a glance.

Zhou Zhiruo glanced around and, not seeing Gu Shaoan, first pressed acupoints near the ears of three Songshan Sect disciples, sealing their hearing.

He then looked at Yang Yan and asked, "Junior sister, now that the situation at the garrison location has been confirmed, what's the next step?"

Yang Yan thought for a moment, glanced at the three people in front of her, and said, "If there are fifty people, my senior sister and I only have twenty-five each, so it shouldn't be a big problem, as long as we prevent anyone from escaping in the chaos."

"Now that we have these three guys in our hands, we have a legitimate reason to go. We can take them with us without arousing suspicion. Once we get there, we can strike first and subdue them all."

Zhou Zhiruo thought for a moment and agreed.

The two men released the pressure points sealed on the triangular-eyed man and the tall, fat man's legs, allowing them to walk with difficulty, but their internal energy was still completely sealed.

Subsequently, under the "escort" of Yang Yan and Zhou Zhiruo, the three Songshan Sect disciples, with bruised and swollen faces and walking unsteadily, were dejectedly driven towards the Songshan Sect's headquarters in the west of the city.

Along the way, many passersby also cast their gazes at the scene.

But when they saw the long swords drawn by Yang Yan and Zhou Zhiruo, and the Songshan Sect disciples' attire worn by the three people in front of them, the people around them immediately looked away. They made their way through without anyone daring to go forward and make a fool of themselves.

Soon, led by the three disciples of the Songshan Sect, Zhou Zhiruo and Yang Yan arrived at a courtyard surrounded by high walls.

When the two Songshan Sect disciples guarding the gate of the mansion saw their three fellow disciples with bruised and swollen faces, and then saw Yang Yan and Zhou Zhiruo approaching with weapons behind them, they immediately realized that the newcomers were up to no good.

His expression immediately changed, and he turned and rushed into the doorway.

Immediately afterwards, shouts came from inside the house.

Seeing this, the two women did not chase after them, but walked unhurriedly behind the three disciples of the Songshan Sect.

Upon entering, they saw dozens of Songshan Sect disciples gathered in the front courtyard, all holding weapons and staring at them with hostile eyes.

When Dong Xulai, who was in the lead, saw the three disciples whose faces were swollen like pig heads, his expression darkened slightly. Then, he looked past the three disciples and saw Yang Yan and Zhou Zhiruo.

Looking at the two young, beautiful, and distinguished women, Dong Xulai felt a little uneasy. He spoke first, saying, "I am Dong Xulai, an elder of the Songshan Sect. I wonder how my disciples have offended you two ladies, causing you to treat my Songshan disciples in this way?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Yan sneered but did not reply. Instead, she turned to look at Zhou Zhiruo.

"Senior sister, how is it?"

Zhou Zhiruo nodded and said, "It's confirmed. With the three people in front of me, the number is just right."

However, the first thing they did upon entering was to start counting the number of people gathered in the front yard.

Yang Yan asked, "Should we follow the proper procedures or just go straight to the point?"

Zhou Zhiruo thought for a moment and said, "Let's be more direct! My junior brother said that we should try to take action instead of wasting words, so as not to cause any unforeseen complications."

Yang Yan nodded and said, "That's right, Senior Brother is definitely right!"

Seeing the two of them whispering and gossiping in front of him, Dong Xulai frowned.

However, before he could speak, Zhou Zhiruo and Yang Yan suddenly sprang up, their figures flitting like colorful butterflies among flowers.

With the "Three Appearances of the Divine Dragon" operating at full speed, the two moved incredibly fast, appearing in front of Dong Xulai almost instantly.

Yang Yan struck out with her palm straight at Dong Xulai's face. Her fair palm was steady yet swift as the wind, bringing with it a whistling sound.

Upon seeing this, Dong Xulai's expression changed, and he subconsciously activated his internal energy to unleash the Great Songyang Palm technique in an attempt to counter it.

But the next second, Yang Yan suddenly withdrew her hand, and two fingers appeared in front of Dong Xulai from another direction as he raised his hand, flying like flowers.

The owner of the finger was none other than Zhou Zhiruo, who had just set off with Yang Yan.

"be cheated."

Out of the corner of his eye, Dong Xulai caught sight of the long, slender fingers that had suddenly come into view, and his heart skipped a beat.

In such a short time, even if Dong Xulai realized something was wrong, his body didn't have time to react, and he could only let those two fingers press on several acupoints on his chest.

One of them lured the enemy into making a move, while the other seized the opportunity to strike pressure points.

They worked together very well.

In just one encounter, he subdued Dong Xulai, a martial arts veteran in his fifties.

Without stopping, the two charged directly towards the Songshan Sect disciples who had not yet recovered their senses.

The "Golden Top Cotton Palm" technique, in conjunction with the "Sunset Sword Technique," appeared frequently.

His palm strikes were fierce, his sword flashed, and his movements were as swift as a startled swan.

The existence of the "Yi Jin Duan Gu Pian" greatly improved the physical constitution of both Zhou Zhiruo and Yang Yan.

Yang Yan, in particular, although her physical attributes have not yet reached the "peerless" level, she is already much stronger than Zhou Zhiruo, whose physical attributes have reached the "excellent" level.

Even Gu Shaoan is not as good as Yang Yan in terms of natural talent.

Half of the eight extraordinary meridians in his body have been opened, and his internal energy is particularly rich due to the "Emei Nine Yang True Scripture".

In the past three years, apart from their own sparring, the only opponents they have faced are Gu Shaoan, Abbess Miejue, and Abbess Juechen.

Even among top-tier forces, there are few young people who can compare to the two girls.

Moreover, these are the lowest-ranking members of the Songshan Sect who wouldn't even qualify as elites in Dengfeng Prefecture.

The difference in their abilities can only be described as "worlds apart".

In just a few breaths, eight people were subdued by the two women.

If it weren't just about injuring without killing, the efficiency might have been even faster.

In less than a quarter of an hour, all the disciples of the Songshan Sect in the front yard were either immobilized by having their pressure points struck, or were knocked to the ground, crying out in pain.

After Yang Yan and Zhou Zhiruo successfully struck the pressure points of the group, she clapped her hands in satisfaction and sheathed her longsword.

Then he walked up to Dong Xulai, sealed Dong Xulai's power, and then released two acupoints on Dong Xulai's body to allow him to move.

"Now, take paper and pen and send a message to the Songshan Sect, explaining the situation here and stating that the people of your Songshan Sect are so audacious as to plot against us. Make sure that someone of importance in the Songshan Sect comes to give us an explanation in person, otherwise, you can weigh the consequences yourself."

After scanning his surroundings, Dong Xulai saw that Zhou Zhiruo and Yang Yan only injured but did not kill each other during their fight, and he knew that they did not intend to kill and did not want to go too far.

When he heard that the two of them were actually asking him to notify the Songshan Sect, Dong Xulai would never refuse. He immediately did as they said.

When the carrier pigeon fluttered into the air and headed towards the Songshan Sect, Dong Xulai felt a sense of relief.

But as soon as he turned his head, he suddenly found that Yang Yan's sword sheath had landed on his shoulder again, pressing down on his legs and making them bend slightly.

"Now, you personally tie them all up and make sure they're completely bound together."

Listening to Yang Yan's words and looking at Zhou Zhiruo who was watching him warily, Dong Xulai smiled bitterly to himself.

"Damn it, how did we end up with two such jinxes today?"

Thinking about it, Dong Xulai couldn't help but glare at the three Songshan Sect disciples who had brought Zhou Zhiruo and Yang Yan to their door. His eyes were truly sharp and piercing.

Half an hour later, under the action of Dong Xulai and the three Songshan Sect disciples with bruised faces, all the Songshan Sect disciples were tightly bound.

After personally tying up the helpless-looking Dong Xulai and throwing him at the foot of the yard, Yang Yan and Zhou Zhiruo moved two chairs over and sat down in the front yard to wait.

However, when the two looked up, they saw that Gu Shaoan had somehow appeared on the roof of the front yard, looking at them with a half-smile.

Yang Yan looked up and made a face at Gu Shaoan.

"You bad senior brother!"

But the next second, two whooshing sounds appeared.

When the bamboo skewers on the two candied hawthorns were firmly stuck in the armrests of their chairs, Zhou Zhiruo and Yang Yan's faces immediately lit up with surprise.

After taking a bite of the candied hawthorn, Yang Yan immediately gave Gu Shaoan on the rooftop a sweet smile.

Zhou Zhiruo smiled and said, "Thank you, Junior Brother."

As she ate the sweet and sour candied hawthorn, Zhou Zhiruo raised her beautiful eyes and looked at the figure on the roof. Instantly, the anxiety that had been hanging over her heart subsided.

Looking at the two women eating candied hawthorns below, Gu Shaoan on the rooftop smiled.

But the next second, Gu Shaoan's smile vanished, and his gaze swept towards the distance. When his eyes fell on the "pedestrians" he had seen several times before, a cold glint seemed to appear in Gu Shaoan's eyes.

　I've made up for the 1,000 words I owed yesterday!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)