Starting with a blind date with a female constable, you acquire the Nine Swords of Dugu.

Chapter 67 Killing Nangong Yin, Obtaining a Celestial Immortal (Please Subscribe)

"Holy Child—!"

The group of Heavenly Demon Cult members, their eyes blazing with fury, roared and charged at Gu Guanqi. A tidal wave of swordplay swept in, seven or eight men attacking simultaneously, their weapons whipping through the air, determined to tear Gu Guanqi to pieces.

Gu Guanqi held his Autumn Water Sword horizontally in front of him, its light as sharp as a bolt of lightning. With a single sweep, the weapons of the three men at the forefront were knocked away, blood spurting from their chests as they collapsed to the ground.

Without stopping, his sword spun with him, and he delivered two more strikes, the tips of which precisely pierced the throats of two cultists, causing blood to splatter.

Meanwhile, Nangong Yin's face had turned ashen.

She stared at Ji Xianyun's corpse, his head pierced by a long sword, her eyes filled with terror. Ji Xianyun, who had been invincible among the younger generation of the Heavenly Demon Sect, consistently suppressing her, was dead just like that.

She has always been very confident in her strength, believing that there may be many people below the Grandmaster level who can defeat her, but very few who can kill her. Among the younger generation, apart from the top ten on the Qilin Ranking, there is no one who can kill her.

Ji Xianyun is much stronger than her.

She was able to stand against Ji Xianyun within the Heavenly Demon Sect mainly because of her background and the advantage of her weapons.

In her mind, the person who could kill Ji Xianyun must be at least one of the top five on the Qilin Ranking.

But now, this young swordsman from a remote, impoverished place she only heard about after arriving in Linzhong County has actually killed Ji Xianyun, and killed him so easily.

"I feel like I'm dreaming!"

Nangong Yin muttered something.

While the demonic cult members were besieging Gu Guanqi, she flicked her wrists, and seven or eight flying rings flew out from her wrists at the same time.

The flying rings, entirely silver-white, traced their own unique arcs in the twilight—some high, some low, some straight, some curved—weaving and intertwining in the air like seven or eight nimble birds, their trajectories ever-changing. They sometimes intersected, sometimes separated, yet precisely avoided each other, enveloping Gu Guanqi from all directions.

Gu Guanqi swung his Autumn Water Sword repeatedly, the sword light as sharp as a bolt of lightning, deflecting three flying rings with a series of clangs. But these flying rings were completely different from the previous ones; they weaved back and forth in the air, sometimes left, sometimes right, sometimes up, sometimes down, their trajectories so unpredictable that they were impossible to fathom. He struck several more times, knocking down two more, but three flying rings still broke through the sword barrier and flew to within three feet of him.

In that very instant—

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The three flying rings exploded simultaneously.

In an instant, a large amount of poisonous mist erupted, accompanied by billowing flames. A massive wave of fire exploded in front of Gu Guanqi, engulfing the space within a radius of about ten feet around him. Thick smoke billowed up, a black column of smoke shooting straight into the sky, swallowing Gu Guanqi entirely.

"Gu Guanqi, we'll meet again!"

In that instant, Nangong Yin lightly touched the ground with her feet, her figure gliding out like a ghost, rushing swiftly into the forest.

Just then, a system notification sounded in Gu Guanqi's mind:

[Blind date event concluded]

[Reward: Max level "Celestial Immortal" skill, already issued]

Do you want to claim the reward?

Gu Guanqi ignored the system's voice, quickly circulated his internal energy, and pushed his palm forward.

Although he didn't know any palm techniques, he could still create powerful palm strikes with his internal energy, dispelling the poisonous mist and flames with a surge of true energy.

Taking advantage of this opening, Nangong Yin had already flown far away.

Her movements were unpredictable and ever-changing, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, sometimes high, sometimes low. Every step she took was completely unpredictable, making it impossible for anyone to predict her escape route.

In the blink of an eye, she had already darted several feet away and was about to disappear into the depths of the dense forest.

Gu Guanqi killed two members of the Heavenly Demon Sect who were blocking his way with a single sword strike, then fixed his gaze on Nangong Yin.

He knew very well that if Nangong Yin entered the forest with her agility, she would escape completely. After all, Yan Wangchuan was already seriously injured and unable to catch up, and his Golden Goose Skill was indeed lacking in terms of speed.

Immediately, Gu Guanqi swiftly drew a jade flute from his waist and held it to his lips.

He quickly began to play the "Blue Sea Tide Song".

The sound of the flute begins, initially calm, then gradually quickening, like the rising tide, with undercurrents surging, wave after wave, each higher than the last.

In an instant, the sound waves spread out in all directions like invisible blades.

The three Heavenly Demon Cult members at the forefront felt a roar in their heads, the world before their eyes suddenly distorted, their steps faltered, their weapons clattered to the ground, and they clutched their heads in pain, crouching down with blood seeping from their mouths and noses.

The others were also stunned by the sound of the flute, their movements became sluggish, their faces turned pale, and some of those with weaker internal strength were already swaying precariously.

At this moment, Nangong Yin had already reached the edge of the forest.

Her toes had already touched the fallen leaves in the forest.

At that very moment—

The sound of the flute suddenly rose, like a raging tide crashing against the shore, like a surging wave tearing through the sky.

That sharp sound wave pierced straight into Nangong Yin's mind.

Her body stiffened abruptly, and countless illusions appeared before her eyes. Her mind trembled violently, and she involuntarily paused in her steps.

Just this one meal.

Gu Guanqi quickly put away the jade flute with his left hand and flicked it with his finger.

The Finger Flicking Divine Power.

A steel ball shot out from the fingertip, silent and fast as a shooting star, leaving an almost invisible afterimage in the twilight.

Nangong Yin sensed something and tried to dodge, but the disturbance from the flute music had not yet subsided, and her body was still in a daze from the pause, so she had no time to react.

"puff-

'

The steel ball pierced through the back of Nangong Yin's head and exited through his forehead, creating a cloud of blood mist.

Nangong Yin's body stiffened abruptly. She took two steps forward and then fell straight down, landing among the fallen leaves, where she remained motionless.

The forest returned to silence.

As the sun dipped below the mountains, the last vestiges of crimson faded slowly on the horizon. Dusk rolled in from all directions, enveloping the surroundings in a hazy, golden hue.

Gu Guanqi stood still and tucked the jade flute into his waistband.

The system has been summoned by consciousness. [Blind Date Event Completed]

[Reward: Max level "Celestial Immortal" skill, already issued]

Do you want to claim the reward?

Immediately, Gu Guanqi silently recited "Receive".

In an instant, a profound and mysterious essence of swordsmanship surged into his consciousness like a sudden awakening. The sword intent was ethereal and otherworldly, as if descending from the heavens, untouched by the mundane world. Vast white clouds drifted, immortals soared through the air, and with the single strike of the sword, the world fell silent.

Countless sword techniques, sword intents, and sword principles floated in his mind like an inverted galaxy, or cascaded down like a waterfall, and were instantly integrated into his understanding. Those subtle and profound principles of swordsmanship were deeply engraved in the depths of his soul like a brand.

He slowly opened his eyes, a flash of brilliance in them disappearing before returning to calm.

The Celestial Immortal and the Nine Swords of Dugu represent two extremes. The Nine Swords of Dugu is perfect in actual combat, while the Celestial Immortal is perfect in artistic conception.

Gu Guanqi couldn't distinguish between high and low, as these were two completely different paths. The essence of the Dugu Nine Swords was to use no moves to defeat moves and to anticipate the enemy's moves, making it a deconstructionist sword of destruction.

The Celestial Flying Immortal, with its core principle of perfect execution and overwhelming the enemy with its artistic conception, is the ultimate weapon for perfectionists.

It has nothing to do with strength or weakness, but only with the user and their circumstances!