In Emei, start by obtaining golden attributes.

Chapter 415 The First Seven-Colored Entry

Currently, among the entries that Gu Shaoan possesses, the highest level are only the two orange entries: "Immovable as a Mountain" and "Indestructible Vajra".

Thanks to these two orange entries, Gu Shaoan had the confidence to defeat a figure like the Demon Master Pang Ban at a crucial moment, even though his internal energy had just entered the level of Condensing Yuan into Gang.

Even now, Gu Shaoan's greatest confidence comes from the effects of these two orange-colored keywords.

As for the highest-level seven-color entry, it has not been obtained in the past twelve years.

Unexpectedly, it was obtained from a special achievement chest acquired after killing Ren Zhenbei.

Thinking it over, Gu Shaoan activated the "Seven-Colored Entry Card" on a whim.

Three breaths later, as Gu Shaoan was slightly nervous, a notification message suddenly popped up in front of him.

[The entry "Heavenly Sword (Seven-Colored)" has been obtained.]

Gu Shaoan's eyes narrowed suddenly as he looked at the new term in the notification message.

"It's this entry?"

Before Gu Shaoan could think further, a surge of unique swordsmanship information and insights suddenly flooded into his mind.

Gu Shaoan felt a "buzz" in his mind, as if something had been suddenly knocked open.

Immediately afterwards, information and insights related to swordsmanship began to flood into the depths of his consciousness like a torrent bursting its banks.

The understanding of sword techniques and the theories of swordsmanship accumulated over the past ten years kept churning in Gu Shaoan's mind.

During this process, Gu Shaoan's understanding of swordsmanship also improved at an extremely rapid pace.

The door to swordsmanship was completely opened for Gu Shaoan.

Just as Gu Shaoan was digesting the torrent of sword knowledge in his mind, his thoughts seemed to be seized by an invisible giant hand, violently pulled away from his body, and thrown into the boundless sky.

At this moment, Gu Shaoan's perception suddenly changed. The world was still the world, but it was completely different from the world he had seen before.

What he "saw" was a vast sea of ​​clouds churning like swords, sharply slicing the sky.

What you "hear" is the rushing and roaring of mountains and rivers, its momentum like the symphony of millions of swords.

What one "feels" is the omnipresent, sometimes fierce, sometimes gentle, sometimes swift, sometimes lingering, presence of the sun and moon revolving and the seasons changing...

Sword energy.

Clouds are like swords, ethereal and unpredictable, gathering and scattering at will.

The wind is a sword, penetrating everywhere and cutting through the invisible.

The mountain is like a sword, thick and majestic, its power overwhelming.

Water is a sword, both soft and strong, flowing endlessly.

Light and shadow are like swords, alternating between fast and slow, creating a balance between reality and illusion.

Even the mysterious and ever-flowing energy of heaven and earth, which draws all things in the darkness, has now transformed into the most magnificent and primordial invisible ocean of "sword intent" in his perception!
All of this, in his perception at this moment, has shed its original form and revealed another quality of theirs, or rather, the infinite possibilities that can be interpreted and controlled by the concept of "sword".

Through this continuous process of enlightenment, the sword intent within Gu Shaoan's body is growing stronger at a visible rate.

As Gu Shaoan's sword intent grew stronger, the power of heaven and earth surrounding Dongyang Prefecture seemed to be affected and began to flow.

Along with this, a special aura began to quietly spread from Gu Shaoan.

At the same time, Huang Xuemei, who had just returned to her room, suddenly felt an indescribable palpitation.

Although the room was still the same, with the same table, chairs, and bed, Huang Xuemei perceived that the surrounding air had transformed into sharp sword energy.

It was as if one had suddenly been thrown into a boundless mountain of swords made up of billions of sharp blades.

He was surrounded by countless sharp sword tips pointing at him.

In an instant, Huang Xuemei felt her hair stand on end, and her protective aura was activated.

As her body was filled with vital energy, Huang Xuemei finally felt the discomfort and overwhelming pressure subside.

Even so, that feeling of being constantly on edge still lingers.

Feeling uncomfortable, Huang Xuemei turned her head to look in the direction of Gu Shaoan's room.

"The aura emanating from him during cultivation is already so terrifying; just how powerful has he become?"

At the same time, this mysterious and oppressive aura quickly enveloped the entire courtyard where the Flying Tiger Escort Agency was temporarily residing.

Everyone inside and outside the escort agency felt as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on them, or as if they were being stared at by countless cold and sharp eyes. Their breathing became difficult, their hearts beat faster involuntarily, and a chill ran uncontrollably from their tailbone straight to the top of their head.

East of the city.

Qin Mengyao, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly felt a strong sense of palpitation.

Under the influence of Sword Heart Clarity, Qin Mengyao was able to clearly sense a powerful sword intent.

Its sword intent was as vast as an abyss, and as ethereal as the will of heaven.

"Such a strong sword intent... Could it be that there is a sword master at the third level of swordsmanship in Dongyang Prefecture?"

As her thoughts raced, Qin Mengyao opened her eyes and subconsciously looked in the direction from which the sword's intent had come. Then, as if she had thought of something, Qin Mengyao's lips parted slightly.

"No, that location is Flying Tiger Escort Agency. Could it be that Gu Shaoan has reached the realm of oneness with the sword?"

Before Qin Mengyao could think further, a buzzing sound suddenly entered her ears.

Turning her head to look, Qin Mengyao was surprised to find that the sound came from her sword, which had been with her for nearly ten years.

Seeing the sword trembling, Qin Mengyao quickly reached out and grabbed it.

When Qin Mengyao got her hands on the longsword, she found that the sword's vibrations not only did not decrease, but actually intensified, as if it wanted to break free from her grasp and fly away.

In response, Qin Mengyao could only circulate her own true energy and use her Sword Heart Clarity to suppress the sword in her hand.

"To be able to interfere with my Qingyou Sword from such a distance with sword intent, such sword intent must be the realm of man and sword as one."

However, Gu Shaoan was completely unaware of everything happening outside.

At this moment, Gu Shao'an's mind was still completely immersed in the endless torrent of sword energy between heaven and earth.

Observe, learn, and integrate.

I don't know how much time passed; it might have been a moment, or it might have been a long time.

Within Gu Shaoan's sword intent, which had unknowingly grown a hundredfold, a special spark of inspiration suddenly emerged.

Immediately afterwards, the originally ethereal sword intent began to surge into Gu Shaoan's Qi Sea and then collapsed and condensed.

Until it condenses into a grape-sized, refined sword pellet.

The next moment, Gu Shaoan felt a slight tremor throughout his body.

The terrifying sword intent that permeated the entire Flying Tiger Escort Agency receded like a tide, vanishing without a trace in an instant.

The bodyguards and guards in the courtyard gasped for breath, looking at each other in disbelief, their foreheads covered in cold sweat, as if they had just woken up from a nightmare, still shaken but not knowing what had happened.

The feeling of being constantly on edge was no longer there in Huang Xuemei's room.

It was only then that Huang Xuemei belatedly realized that her back was already soaked with cold sweat.

But the atmosphere inside the room changed drastically in the next second.

As the sword pellet trembled within Gu Shaoan's body, the power of heaven and earth surrounding the entire Dongyang Prefecture seemed to be summoned and began to converge and surge wildly towards Gu Shaoan and the room where he was.

The air was violently stirred up, producing a muffled whistling sound, instantly creating a fierce gale inside the room.

The tables, chairs, and benches were blown about, and the paper window frames rattled violently, as if they were about to be torn to shreds at any moment.

As the power of heaven and earth surged forth, it did not enter Gu Shaoan's body. Instead, it spontaneously condensed into tiny sword energies, each about an inch long, three feet away from him.

These sword energies were as fine as cow's hair, crystal clear, yet incomparably sharp.

They were not still, but as if they had a life of their own, swirling around Gu Shaoan who was sitting cross-legged, following some indescribable and mysterious trajectory, rapidly spinning, shuttling, and colliding.

In an instant, the room was filled with crisscrossing "sword energy," densely packed, as if a rain of swords composed of countless tiny blades had fallen, or a hazy mist composed of sharp edges, enveloping Gu Shaoan's figure.

As the sword energies intertwined, any table corners or chair backs touched by these spontaneously condensed, scattered sword energies inside the room instantly broke, shattered, and turned into dust, as if sliced ​​by the sharpest, invisible blade.

There was no deafening explosion, only a fine, continuous sound of cutting and shattering.

In the blink of an eye, the once tidy room was riddled with holes and covered with fine sword marks, a complete mess.

In the next room, Huang Xuemei, who had just breathed a sigh of relief as the sword intent's pressure dissipated, also felt a strong sense of palpitation at the same time.

Turning her head, she discovered that wisps of sword energy had somehow appeared beside her.

One strand, like a willow branch, sliced ​​through her condensed protective aura and continued to drift lightly towards her.

In an instant, a chill ran down Huang Xuemei's spine.

However, at that very moment, Gu Shaoan, who was inside the main house, seemed to have sensed something and frowned slightly.

In an instant, the wisp of sword energy, which was less than three inches away from Huang Xuemei, drifted toward the main house.

As the sword energy inside the house drifted towards Gu Shaoan's room, Huang Xuemei gasped for breath, suddenly feeling as if she had survived a calamity.

Without a second thought, Huang Xuemei grabbed the guqin case beside her, moved with lightning speed, smashed open the window, and leaped out without hesitation.

Just as she rushed out of the house and out of the yard, Huang Xuemei ran into Cheng Shifei and Fan Sanshan outside the yard.

At this moment, Cheng Shifei was slumped on the ground, soaked to the bone, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

Although Fan Sanshan was barely able to stand, his face was as pale as snow, and beads of cold sweat kept dripping down his cheeks.

It was clearly affected by the aura that had just dissipated from Gu Shaoan's body.

Seeing Huang Xuemei rush out of the courtyard, Fan Sanshan opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask a question.

Before Fan Sanshan could even utter a word, Huang Xuemei raised her hand and struck the two of them from a distance.

(End of this chapter)