In Emei, start by obtaining golden attributes.

Chapter 409 Dangerous things should be nipped in the bud.

As soon as the words were spoken, a figure suddenly leaped out from the roof of the main house behind him and then floated down lightly.

Looking at Huang Xuemei in front of him, Gu Shaoan smiled.

Meeting Gu Shaoan's gaze, Huang Xuemei said calmly, "It's just that I suddenly realized you had guests on your way here, so I didn't show myself directly."

Then, before Gu Shaoan could speak, Huang Xuemei changed the subject, asking, "How credible is what this Holy Maiden of Cihang Jingzhai said?"

“It’s highly credible,” Gu Shaoan replied.

Huang Xuemei frowned unconsciously: "You trust her a lot?"

Gu Shaoan was pouring Huang Xuemei a cup of tea from the teapot, unaware of Huang Xuemei's expression at that moment.

"The relationship between Yuanyuemen and Cihang Jingzhai is not good, and judging from the current situation, she has no reason to lie to me about Yuanyuemen, so she is highly credible."

Huang Xuemei frowned and said, "How did she find out such information? Could it be that Cihang Jingzhai has spies planted inside Yuanyue Gate?"

Gu Shaoan said calmly, "Without informants, how could such secret information be discovered?"

After a moment of contemplation, Huang Xuemei asked, "What are your thoughts?"

Gu Shaoan said calmly, "No one in the world is foolish enough to sit and wait for the enemy to grow stronger."

As he spoke, Gu Shaoan looked at Huang Xuemei and asked, "How is your mastery of the罡元 (Gang Yuan)?"

Huang Xuemei shook her head, her tone tinged with frustration, and said, "It's almost there."

Gu Shaoan inquired, "What exactly is the situation?"

It involves one's own internal energy, which can be said to be the most core secret of a martial artist.

If anyone else dared to ask such detailed questions, they would only attract Huang Xuemei's chilling murderous intent.

But Gu Shaoan was different.

Huang Xuemei's trust in Gu Shaoan has now reached the point of almost complete blind obedience.

She immediately explained her situation to Gu Shaoan.

Gu Shaoan also became aware of Huang Xuemei's current situation.

Simply put, Huang Xuemei's current skill level has exceeded the limit that her meridians can withstand.

There is an upper limit to the amount of power that a person's meridians can withstand. Once this limit is exceeded, it will only damage the martial artist's meridians.

Huang Xuemei's internal energy is now far too profound.

Moreover, nearly 80% of these skills were not acquired through Huang Xuemei's own steady and solid cultivation.

This also means that even though Huang Xuemei has now refined the power she obtained from Mr. Six Fingers and Li Changbai, her meridians have not received enough nourishment.

This means that Huang Xuemei must have a higher level of control over her own internal energy to ensure that it operates for a long time without affecting her meridians.

After learning about Huang Xuemei's situation, Gu Shaoan carefully observed Huang Xuemei's complexion.

Sure enough, a hint of pink was found on Huang Xuemei's temples, which was not there yesterday.

It's clear that some problems have already occurred in the internal organs.

Immediately, Gu Shaoan raised his hand and placed three fingers on Huang Xuemei's wrist.

A few breaths later, Gu Shaoan circulated his internal energy into Huang Xuemei's body.

Huang Xuemei not only did not stop Gu Shaoan's actions, but even deliberately suppressed her own internal energy, allowing Gu Shaoan's internal energy to explore her body.

After sensing her condition, Gu Shaoan indeed discovered that Huang Xuemei not only had some hidden injuries to her meridians, but also some damage to her internal organs.

This is clearly due to the overload on the meridians over the past two years.

In response, Gu Shaoan asked, "Were you injured while cultivating last night?"

Huang Xuemei knew how skilled Gu Shaoan was in medicine, so she didn't try to be presumptuous and simply nodded.

A hint of impatience appeared between his brows.

Noticing Huang Xuemei's expression, Gu Shaoan withdrew his hand and said, "It's alright, it's just a small problem, nothing serious."

Then, before Huang Xuemei could ask, Gu Shaoan reached into his robes, took out a tiny wooden box about an inch in size, and handed it to Huang Xuemei.

Taking the wooden box, Huang Xuemei opened it with a hint of curiosity.

Inside, however, was a black pill the size of a soybean.

Amid Huang Xuemei's confusion, Gu Shaoan explained, "This is the Marrow Cleansing Pill, made from the Spirit Flower I once obtained from you. After taking it, it will elevate your physical constitution to a higher level."

"Once your physical constitution is improved, your meridians will also be widened and strengthened, and the problem of your meridians being unable to withstand the power when you circulate your internal energy will be solved."

Upon learning the effects of the Marrow Cleansing Pill, Huang Xuemei's eyes lit up, and she immediately popped the pill into her mouth.

Gu Shaoan was slightly taken aback: "I thought you would decline."

Huang Xuemei said calmly, "Having too many lice doesn't make you itch, having too many debts doesn't make you worry. I already owe you so much, one more won't make a difference."

Gu Shaoan smiled and shook his head, saying, "There's no need for that. After all, I got this Spirit Flower from you. Even many of the other auxiliary medicines used in the refining came from the secret vault of the Heavenly Dragon Sect. We also agreed before that I would give you one after the pills were refined."

Huang Xuemei opened her mouth to respond.

But after her lips parted slightly, she immediately closed them again, and her eyes also closed tightly.

Huang Xuemei could clearly feel a powerful medicinal force rising from her abdomen and then flowing into her dantian.

Under the impact of the Marrow Cleansing Pill, she could clearly feel that her dantian, which had been somewhat "full" due to excessive internal energy, was now like parched land meeting sweet rain, or like being gently but powerfully stretched and expanded in all directions by an invisible hand.

The inner wall of the dantian seemed to be coated with a warm luster, becoming more resilient and elastic. The total amount of qi that it could contain and nurture quietly increased by at least 30% in my perception. The faint "swelling pain" and "stagnation" caused by excessive power began to subside rapidly.

Immediately afterwards, this pure and vast medicinal power did not stop, but instead, originating from the dantian, it transformed into countless warm and supple streams, flowing along the meridians throughout the body and rushing to every part of the body!
In her introspective state, Huang Xuemei could clearly perceive the astonishing changes taking place in the meridians within her body, whether wide or narrow. Those meridians, which had been slightly "tight" due to long-term overwork, were being rapidly widened under the gentle nourishment of this medicinal power, much like a dried-up riverbed being soaked by spring rain and caressed by a spring breeze.

The inner walls of the meridians seem to be coated with a thin, invisible but real "film," which is exceptionally flexible and elastic.

After an incense stick's time, as the medicinal power in her body was fully digested, Huang Xuemei tried to mobilize a trace of her internal energy to accelerate its circulation. The slight stinging sensation that used to be caused by the high-speed flow of internal energy, like fine sand rubbing against the inner walls of her meridians, had now completely disappeared.

The vital energy flows through it, like water flowing through a reinforced and widened river channel, smooth and unobstructed.

The strength of the meridians themselves has undergone a qualitative leap.

Finally, and most obviously, the speed of the circulation of Qi!

As her dantian expanded and her meridians became wider and stronger, Huang Xuemei felt that the vital energy that had been surging in her meridians was now like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins, or a flood that had burst its banks. Its circulation speed was nearly three times faster than before she took the pill.

What's even more remarkable is that, under such high-speed operation, the Qi Yuan itself not only did not become uncontrollable, but also became more docile and pure due to the strength and smooth flow of the meridians.

She can manipulate each strand of vital energy more easily and precisely, condensing, differentiating, and attaching it to the musical notes.

This means that she can attack faster, her sonic blades will be more refined, and her attacks will be more swift and unpredictable, while the burden on her will be greatly reduced.

The dull pain in his internal organs caused by exceeding his power limit was quickly relieved and disappeared under the nourishment of the gentle medicinal power.

An unprecedented sense of "ease" and "penetration" spread throughout my body.

She slowly opened her eyes, her gaze sharp and bright. Her eyes, which had been slightly dimmed due to internal discomfort and anxiety, were now clear and bright, even more so than before.

Gu Shaoan had been quietly watching her, and now a slight smile appeared on his lips: "How do you feel?"

Huang Xuemei carefully felt the earth-shattering changes within her body and nodded, saying, "It's better than ever before."

Gu Shaoan raised his hand and placed his fingers on Huang Xuemei's meridians again, feeling her condition. Gu Shaoan couldn't help but marvel at Huang Xuemei's high talent. It was only a single Marrow Cleansing Pill that had enabled Huang Xuemei's physique to reach an unparalleled level.

Then, Gu Shaoan took out another pill and handed it to Huang Xuemei.

Without a second thought, Huang Xuemei swallowed the pills that Gu Shaoan handed her.

A moment later, Huang Xuemei felt as if her meridians and internal organs were being soaked in a hot spring, and the discomfort in her meridians was disappearing at an extremely fast speed.

By now, Huang Xuemei was well aware that the pill she had just taken had the effect of nourishing her meridians and internal organs.

"I originally intended to give you this after the matter of the Full Moon Gate was resolved in a few days. Since you have this problem now, it's perfect to use it now. Although it will reduce your control over your Qi, it can solve the problem of your meridians when you practice."

Having understood Gu Shaoan's meaning, Huang Xuemei asked, "When do we set off?"

Gu Shaoan said softly, "The Round Moon Gate is just outside Dongyang Prefecture, not too far away. Let's finish this cup of tea first!"

"After all, dangerous things should be nipped in the bud."

Upon hearing this, Huang Xuemei didn't waste any words. She took a few steps forward to the table, holding the violin case in one hand and picking up the teacup in the other. She took a small sip, tested the temperature, and then drank it all in one gulp. A murderous intent was already gathering in her eyes.

Gu Shaoan took Huang Xuemei's actions in the eye and smiled gently. He then finished his tea in one gulp, called over Lü Lin, and asked him to convey the message of his temporary departure to Fan Sanshan and Cheng Shifei. Only then did he and Huang Xuemei set off towards the Round Moon Gate.

At the beginning of the hour of You (5-7 PM), the sun was setting in the west. The remaining light was filtered by thick leaden clouds, leaving only a few wisps of dim, yellowish glow on the horizon, making the outlines of the mountains appear as imposing as if cast in iron.

Outside Dongyang Prefecture, the Round Moon Gate, standing amidst the mountains, resembles a giant beast lurking in the shadows, its high walls built of black stone appearing even more oppressive in the twilight.

At its entrance, there is not the magnificent archway one might imagine, but a narrow passage embedded in a thick wall, with crenellated stone walls extending on both sides, making it more like a small pass.

The heavy iron-clad wooden door was tightly closed, and several people were on duty in the small open space in front of it.

An elder of the Round Moon Sect, around fifty years old with a sinister face, was dressed in a standard black robe. He sat cross-legged on a flat rock beside the gate with his eyes closed. His breathing was long and deep, and there was a faint flow of true energy around his body, indicating that he was cultivating.

Not far away, eight young disciples, also dressed in black robes but in simpler attire, gathered together somewhat boredly, whispering about the recent rumors within the sect. Occasionally, the topic touched upon the Flying Tiger Escort Agency of Dongyang Prefecture, and their tone was full of indignation towards the audacious person and speculation about the sect leader's subsequent reaction.

As dusk deepened, a biting mountain wind blew, causing the robes of the group to flutter and carrying the rustling sound of branches and leaves rubbing together in the distance.

Suddenly, a disciple facing the mountain path seemed to catch a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head sharply, his pupils contracted, and he exclaimed in surprise, "Someone's there! And they're moving so fast!"

This exclamation was like a pebble thrown into still water; the elder who had been meditating in meditation instantly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound.

On the winding mountain path in the distance, two figures sped by like ghosts, their speed so fast that they left blurry afterimages in the darkening sky. In just a few breaths, they had covered most of the distance and were approaching the mountain gate.

"Such fast movement!" The elder was shocked. Such speed was not something an ordinary martial artist could possess.

He suddenly stood up, his internal energy surging, and stared intently.

As the two drew closer, their faces became clearly visible to him.

Ahead stood a tall, slender figure dressed in a long robe of gold and white. The scabbard of the long sword he held gleamed coldly in the dim light of the day.

Beside him was a woman in a crescent-shaped white robe, who seemed to be holding a long object in her arms.

When the elder of the Round Moon Sect met the woman's beautiful face and her icy, murderous eyes, he was suddenly startled, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

"Something's not right. We need to send a signal to the sect leader immediately."

Sensing something was wrong, the elder of the Round Moon Gate shouted sharply, his voice shrill with urgency. At the same time, he retreated rapidly, his hands already brimming with true energy, preparing to deal with the impending impact, and intending to retreat to a safer place inside the gate.

The disciples were also startled awake by the sudden turn of events and the elder's stern shout, and hurriedly reached for the signal flares in their pockets or waists.

However, just as the elder of the Round Moon Sect finished speaking...

"Zheng—!"

A short, sharp note, seemingly capable of tearing eardrums and piercing the soul, suddenly rang out without warning.

The moment the sound rang out, a sonic blade, resembling a wave of water, appeared out of thin air and swept across the neck of the elder of the Round Moon Sect.

The elder, who had been retreating rapidly, suddenly froze, his expression of shock freezing on his face.

A thin, invisible blade of sound, almost invisible to the naked eye, silently sliced ​​across his neck. There was no gruesome sight of blood splattering, only a faint red mark that appeared on his skin in an instant.

(End of this chapter)