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Chapter 87 Two blows to the chest, one to the throat (Fourth update, please continue reading)
Gu Shaoan's timing was too sudden.

His sword is too fast.

There was no hesitation when drawing the sword; even the trajectory of the sword and the coordination of the sword moves were just right.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them had no chance to react before their lives were taken by the sword in Gu Shaoan's hand.

[Congratulations to the player for defeating an enemy. Achievement points +50]

[Congratulations to the player for defeating an enemy. Achievement points +50]

[Congratulations to the player for defeating an enemy. Achievement points +50]

Three notification messages appeared one after another in Gu Shaoan's eyes.

"You get 50 achievement points for killing one?"

Gu Shaoan's eyes flashed, and when he looked at the remaining two, his inner strength surged wildly, and his eyes revealed a murderous intent.

It was only when the third person had his throat pierced by Gu Shaoan that the remaining two finally came to their senses.

Upon seeing Gu Shaoan approaching with his sword, the remaining two men shuddered and hastily used their lightness skills to retreat.

As he backed away, he ripped the cloth strip off his shoulder and hugged the violin case he was carrying on his back.

However, both of them reacted quickly, with Gu Shaoan being even faster and more responsive.

Just as the two retreated and prepared to draw their weapons, Gu Shaoan's figure had already soared into the air, rushing towards the fourth person like a dragon.

He raised his longsword, which, under the sunlight, cast streaks of light and shadow.

Seeing Gu Shaoan charging through the air with his sword raised, the fourth man panicked and actually raised the case containing the guqin directly above his head.

The next instant, the sword blade collided with the wooden box.

The scene that the wooden box would have blocked Gu Shaoan's sword did not occur.

The moment the sword blade touched the wooden box, the Tianlong Sect disciple suddenly heard a sound of air being cut through.

But it wasn't the lightness of a sword cutting through the air; instead, it was incredibly heavy, containing hidden wind and thunder.

"boom!"

As a dull thud resounded, the sword strike, imbued with Gu Shaoan's immense strength and powerful internal energy, descended with the force of a thunderous slash, cleaving the seemingly sturdy zither case in two without any resistance, like a hot knife through butter.

The piano is broken and the box is cracked.

However, the force of Gu Shaoan's sword strike was still not exhausted.

The moment the cold blade severed the zither case, Gu Shaoan's right shoulder sank sharply, and the hilt of the sword slammed into his chest like a heavy hammer.

The terrifying force, combined with the energy of the Golden Summit Cotton Palm, made the Tianlong Sect disciple feel as if he had been struck in the chest by a galloping horse. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his body arched backward, and his back slammed heavily against the ground.

Upon closer inspection, one would notice that the chest of this Tianlongmen disciple was sunken, clearly indicating a broken sternum.

As his feet touched the ground, Gu Shaoan flicked his wrist, and the sword slashed across the neck of the Tianlong Sect disciple. Gu Shaoan bent his knees slightly and sprang up like a spring, rushing to the front of the last Tianlong Sect disciple with a goatee.

In the instant they were close, Gu Shaoan extended his arm lightly, his wrist as nimble as a snake, and the chilling longsword seemed weightless as it was thrust out silently and precisely at an extremely tricky angle!

"puff"

The sword tip moved like a venomous snake, swift and effortless, piercing his unprotected throat with a light and smooth motion!

The latter's body suddenly stiffened, and the violent glint in his eyes was instantly replaced by frozen terror and bewilderment.

Blood gushed from the sword tip and the wound in his throat. He made a hoarse sound as the violin case, which he had just opened, slipped from his hand and crashed heavily to the ground.

He clutched his throat, his body trembling violently, and slowly fell backward.

With lightning speed, like a rabbit leaping and a falcon swooping, it was a matter of seconds and a spark.

From the moment Gu Shaoan launched his attack to the moment the five corpses fell to the ground, the entire process took no more than five breaths.

There was no fierce fighting, no perilous battle.

There is only one breathtaking, pure, and utterly overwhelming speed, power, and skill.

Precise, efficient, and lethal! Fast! Accurate! Ruthless! Without the slightest hesitation.

On the mountain path, only the terrified neighing of horses and the muffled thuds of corpses falling to the ground could be heard.

The stench of blood began to spread, gradually growing stronger.

Zhou Zhiruo is alright.

After all, Zhou Zhiruo was by Gu Shaoan's side when he killed the bandits and slave traders. She knew that Gu Shaoan either didn't make a move at all, or when he did, it was a thunderous killing move, without holding back in the slightest.

But this was the first time Yang Yan had ever witnessed Gu Shaoan fighting against the enemy.

Everything that just happened was too fast and too abrupt.

Suddenly, Yang Yan only saw Gu Shaoan transform into a blur and rush forward, and then the five people fell down like grass being cut down.

His eyes simply couldn't keep up with Gu Shaoan's movements.

After withdrawing his longsword from the Tianlongmen disciple with the goatee, Gu Shaoan hesitated for a moment, then raised his sword again and stabbed the goatee twice in the chest.

[Congratulations to the player for defeating an enemy. Achievement points +50]

Immediately afterward, under Yang Yan's gaze, Gu Shaoan moved like a willow catkin, slashing two more times at each of the four corpses on the ground, before admonishing Yang Yan and Zhou Zhiruo who were watching him: "Junior sister, you don't know, but some people in this world are born with extraordinary talents. While ordinary people have their hearts on the left side of their chests, these people have their hearts on the right side."

Yang Yan blinked: "There are people whose hearts are on the right side?"

Gu Shaoan nodded and said, "That's right! So, junior sister, once you make a move in the future, you must make sure the enemy is completely dead. Afterwards, remember to finish them off with a few more blows, two to the chest and one to the throat, so as to avoid leaving any future troubles."

Having never fought an enemy before, Yang Yan assumed that what Gu Shaoan said was common knowledge for martial artists when facing an enemy.

He nodded seriously and said, "I've got it. Two strokes to the chest, one to the throat."

After responding, Yang Yan looked down at the five corpses on the ground.

"How dare these people be so bold? This place is less than ten miles away from my Emei Mountain gate. They know we are Emei disciples, yet they still dare to attack us."

Zhou Zhiruo said, "Junior brother, judging from their attire, these people don't seem to be ordinary martial artists. Perhaps they also have a master. Now that they're dead, won't there be more trouble?"

Gu Shaoan did not respond to the group. Instead, he squatted down, used the clothes on one of the corpses to wipe the blood off the Chengxin Sword, and then sheathed the blade.

He then turned to look at the woods a few feet away, bowed slightly in a graceful gesture, and said, "This disciple has something to ask you. Please show yourself, Uncle-Master."

The sudden words startled Zhou Zhiruo and Yang Yan, who were standing nearby.

At the same time, in a tree in the woods, Abbess Juechen, who was holding a few cotton needles in her hand, was also stunned for a moment when she heard Gu Shaoan bowing. How could she not know that Gu Shaoan had already guessed her presence?

After retracting the few cotton needles in her hand, Abbess Juechen lightly touched the tree branch with her feet and leaped up, covering several feet in the blink of an eye to stand in front of the group.

"Master!"

Upon seeing Abbess Juechen, Yang Yan's face lit up with joy. She rushed to Abbess Juechen and hugged her waist tightly, like a fledgling returning to its nest.

After Abbess Juechen smiled and patted her head, Yang Yan raised her head and looked at Abbess Juechen with a curious expression.

"So, Master, you've been following me in the shadows all day!"

Abbess Juechen's tone unconsciously carried a hint of doting as she said, "After all, this is your first time coming out with Shao'an and Zhiruo. If I didn't come along, what if you caused trouble for Shao'an?"

After saying that, Abbess Juechen looked at Gu Shaoan and asked, "When did you find out I was here?"

Facing Abbess Juechen, Gu Shaoan did not stand on ceremony and said with a smile, "Uncle is very meticulous. Even when you took me to Emei, you took good care of me. How much more so would you care about Junior Sister Yang Yan?"

"When I didn't see my master following me at the foot of the mountain, I guessed that he must be protecting me in secret."

“So this morning during the free clinic, I noticed my master at a tea stall at the end of the street.” Abbess Juechen suddenly realized, “No wonder. I was wondering why you, with your caution, would have taken Zhiruo and Yan’er back to Emei immediately when you saw these five people. It turns out you already knew I was following you in secret.”

Gu Shaoan scratched his head and chuckled.

Ignorance breeds fearlessness.

Gu Shaoan was well aware of the dangers of the martial world. Even though he now had profound internal strength as a foundation, he was always afraid of the unexpected.

Therefore, he never underestimates anyone when faced with a problem.

If he hadn't known that Abbess Juechen was nearby, Gu Shaoan would have done as Abbess Juechen said: as soon as he noticed the five people, he would have immediately led Zhou Zhiruo and Yang Yan onto their horses to maintain a distance from them.

Even if all else fails, he will try to get Zhou Zhiruo and Yang Yan to leave first so that he can focus all his efforts on fighting the enemy.

Then, Gu Shaoan changed the subject, pointing to the corpses on the ground and saying, "If I'm not mistaken, these people should be disciples of the Heavenly Dragon Sect. Now that I've dealt with them, will there be any problems afterward?"

Hearing Gu Shaoan's question, Abbess Juechen said irritably, "You're only asking now that the person has already been killed?"

However, when she spoke, Abbess Juechen's eyes still held a hint of a smile, showing no sign of worry.

Seeing Master Juechen's reaction, Gu Shaoan shrugged and said, "There's nothing I can do. My master knows that I never hold back when I make a move. The timing was perfect just now. If we dragged it out any longer, they would inevitably become wary and make their own move first."

After a pause, Gu Shaoan smiled and said, "Besides, wasn't the reason that Martial Uncle had been hiding in the background all this time to train his disciples and two junior sisters?"

Abbess Juechen raised her index finger and gently tapped Gu Shaoan's forehead: "Little monkey! You're quick-witted."

"Don't worry! If it were before, if you killed someone from the Heavenly Dragon Sect, I might have had to arrange some cleanup, but there's no need for that now."

Upon hearing this, Gu Shaoan already had a guess in his mind.

The next second, Abbess Juechen continued, "Three months ago, the Tianlong Sect was in turmoil, and the Six-Fingered Elder, who founded the Tianlong Sect, died from a qi deviation."

"The Blazing Fire Palace, Ghost Palace, and Rakshasa Gate, which originally belonged to the Tianlong Gate's territory, took the opportunity to join forces. Although they did not destroy the Tianlong Gate, they still severely damaged it."

"The Heavenly Dragon Sect is currently too busy to take care of itself, so killing a few of its mischievous disciples is no big deal."

"If the Tianlong Sect really dares to come to our door, then our Emei Sect will demand an explanation from the Tianlong Sect. Where do they get the confidence to disregard the rule that 'the calamity should not befall the healer'?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Shaoan nodded and said, "That's good."

As the group turned and headed towards Emei, Yang Yan asked curiously, "Master, what kind of force is the Heavenly Dragon Sect?"

After gathering her thoughts, Abbess Juechen said, "Within the Tianlong Sect, all disciples cultivate the sound-based martial art 'Tianlong Sound,' and their weapons are almost all instruments such as the qin, xiao, and guqin."

"The sect's ultimate technique is the 'Eight Sounds of the Heavenly Dragon,' along with the divine weapon, the Heavenly Demon Qin. When combined, the two can unleash terrifying sound waves that can kill without leaving a trace. Even martial artists who have returned to the Innate Realm can be devoured by the Qin's sound if they are not careful, making it quite formidable."

Yang Yan asked, "Does Emei also have sound-based martial arts?"

Abbess Juechen shook her head and said, "Sound-based martial arts are unique and rarely seen in the martial world. Otherwise, Elder Tianlong would not have been able to make Tianlong Sect a first-class force in just a few decades with the Heavenly Demon Zither and the 'Tianlong Eight Sounds'."

"Unfortunately, the 'Tianlong Eight Sounds' and the 'Tianmo Qin' are extremely difficult to learn. Apart from Elder Tianlong, very few people can learn the 'Tianlong Eight Sounds,' and the Tianlong Sect has no successors."

"Now that this has happened, the 'Tianlong Eight Sounds' and the Heavenly Demon Harp have become coveted items, attracting the covetous eyes of second-rate forces such as the Blazing Fire Palace and the Ghost Palace. I'm afraid that the Tianlong Sect will only be a flash in the pan and will soon disappear from the martial world."

This is why Abbess Miejue and her group valued Gu Shaoan so highly.

For a sect, the most important thing is the person who will carry on the legacy.

Otherwise, once they pass away and all the masters are gone, there will be no one in the sect who can take on the mantle, and the Emei Sect will be in a precarious situation like the Tianlong Sect is now.

As Abbess Juechen recounted the rise and fall of various factions and sects in the martial arts world, as well as the intricacies of martial arts inheritance, to Zhou Zhiruo and Yang Yan, Gu Shaoan's thoughts involuntarily drifted to the lone wolf-like figure at the gate of Jiading Prefecture.

This woman possesses extraordinary talent and an incredibly strong will. She was able to endure such excruciating pain from both inside and outside her without moving an inch, demonstrating exceptional potential.

Huang Xuemei's talent might even surpass Yang Yan's.

If we can bring her to Emei, ten years later, Emei will surely have another amazing martial artist who can rival the best of all the sects.

However, this thought had barely crossed Gu Shaoan's mind when he suppressed it again.

Completely different from Yang Yan.

Yang Yan was like a blank sheet of paper, with no martial arts lineage and a clean family background.

Once you enter the Emei sect, you can start learning from scratch. The mental techniques, sword techniques, and finger techniques are all authentic Emei methods, making you a true "Emei disciple".

However, Huang Xuemei carries the lineage of the Tianlong Sect, including the Tianlong Eight Sounds and the Tianmo Qin.

If Huang Xuemei were to join the Emei sect, she would inevitably continue to cultivate the even more powerful "Tianlong Eight Sounds".

So, does the martial art she uses belong to the Emei school?

The Emei Sect has no lineage of sound-based martial arts techniques and is never known for its sonic skills.

If we let her learn other Emei martial arts while she focuses on the "Tianlong Eight Sounds," wouldn't that cause the core techniques of the Emei sect to fall into the background and become secondary? What would become of the core identity of the Emei sect then?
The Heavenly Demon Harp is the supreme weapon of the Heavenly Dragon Sect. Is it included in the weapon list of Emei?
The Emei Sect has always valued its reputation. If its disciples were to use weapons that were not from the sect to travel the world, wouldn't that invite criticism and make people think that the Emei Sect coveted the treasures of other sects?
Most importantly, Huang Xuemei carries a blood feud, and once she encounters a renowned master in the Emei Sect, her cultivation will undoubtedly advance by leaps and bounds.

Once she has mastered her skills and is strong enough, revenge will be no problem.

But what happens after revenge? Should one choose to stay in Emei or rebuild Tianlongmen?
Having the power to protect herself and even seek revenge, what would be her first choice?
If it's the former, that's fine. But if it's the latter, then the Emei Sect has spent countless efforts and resources over the decades to cultivate a prodigy martial artist, only to end up benefiting the revival of the "Tianlongmen".

If Emei objects, will it cause conflict between the two sides, or even turn them into enemies?

Therefore, while it does happen in the martial arts world that someone with prior skills seeks out a master, it is not common.

Most sects and factions held the idea of ​​"keeping a respectful distance".

By the time Gu Shaoan and Zhou Zhiruo returned to the back of Mount Da'e, it was already completely dark.

There was no candlelight shining through Zhao Jingxuan and Bei Jinyi's bamboo courtyard.

The two had set off several days earlier to deal with a dispute in Xuzhou Prefecture. The journey was long, and they probably wouldn't be able to return for at least two or three months.

This led Zhou Zhiruo to practically move into Gu Shaoan's courtyard these past few days.

Time flies, and four months have passed in the blink of an eye.

The back of Mount Da'e in the twelfth lunar month has already transformed into a completely different world.

The biting north wind, whipping up heavy snowflakes, howled incessantly day and night, completely enveloping the once beautiful and pristine mountains in an endless expanse of pure white. The rolling hills lost their verdant green of spring and summer, leaving only undulating, dazzlingly pure snow-covered mounds.

The tall coniferous forest was bent over by the thick snow, its branches laden with glistening icicles. When the wind blew, what fell was not snow powder, but ice crystals, which refracted into tiny, cold glints in the dim light and made a crisp, shattering sound like jade breaking.

The whole world seemed frozen and sealed, falling into a grand and desolate silence, with only the howling wind and the rustling of falling snow as the monotonous yet eternal background music to this silent world.

In this soft, cotton-like, knee-deep snow curtain, a small figure darted and weaved nimbly, like a fish swimming upstream.

Gu Shaoan was still dressed in a light blue and white outfit, the thin clothes contrasting sharply with the biting cold. However, his face was rosy, his breath was thick and did not dissipate, and his internal energy flowed like a warm current through his limbs and bones, so that even in the dead of winter, he did not feel the slightest bit cold.

Each light touch of the toes on the fluffy snow was like a dragonfly skimming the water, leaving only a faint indentation that was almost instantly covered by the fresh snow, truly leaving no trace in the snow.

His figure sometimes swayed like drifting catkins, following the wind's path left and right, sometimes moved like a swallow darting through the forest, swiftly passing through the gaps in the snow-covered trees. His movements seemed complex and varied, yet they contained a natural and indescribable sense of rhythm, subtly matching the rhythm of the wind and snow.

Suddenly, he exerted his strength in front of an open snow slope, and with a soft shout, he stomped his feet hard on the ground, causing the deep snow pit to burst open instantly.

With a "boom," amidst the scattering of snow, his figure soared into the sky like a wild goose, carrying an indomitable momentum! He covered a distance of five zhang in an instant with a powerful leap, leaving a long trail of white dust behind him.

After a long while, it seemed to plummet from the heavens, only to abruptly stop a few feet from the snow, instantly releasing all its momentum.

When it landed, it felt as light as a feather, without disturbing a speck of dust.

At the same time, a notification popped up in the corner of Gu Shaoan's eye.

[Congratulations to player "The Three Appearances of the Divine Dragon" for reaching the Mastery level! Achievement Points +1000.]

【Dragon Appears Three Times (Mastery) - Current Proficiency: 1/50000】

　There will be another update today. The author will try to write as much as possible and update two more chapters, totaling 10,000 words!

　　
　
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