I Only Remember That His Leg Techniques Were Fast

Gu An did not feel happy about his rapid breakthrough; a string remained taut in his heart, fearing that someone might arrive.

The Taixuan Sect was so vast, and it was rare to see a soul within a hundred miles of Medicine Valley, so surely he wouldn't disturb any great cultivators, right?

Just as Gu An was thinking this, he suddenly sensed two powerful auras approaching from afar, even stronger than those of Chu Jingfeng back then.

Speak of the devil!

He was in the middle of the cultivation growth process between the fourth and fifth levels of Foundation Establishment, making it inconvenient to stand up; even if he ran now, it would be difficult to shake those two off.

Big trouble!

Gu An nervously sensed the two approaching auras. When the distance between both sides was less than a hundred feet, the two stopped, separated by a mountain peak.

He was in a dim forest, wearing a dark green robe, and with the dust swirling around him, it was difficult for anyone to see his true face.

Sensing that the two did not force their way over, Gu An breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed the other party was also wary of him and dared not disturb him rashly.

Gu An's cultivation continued to grow. Because the commotion around him was too great and he was separated by a mountain, he could not hear the conversation between the two, which kept him from ever letting his guard down.

By the time he broke through to the fifth level of Foundation Establishment, the two on the other side of the mountain still had not moved.

The speed of Gu An's cultivation growth began to slow. He raised his right hand and pressed it against the tree trunk behind him, connecting his internal spiritual power to the wood. A cyan light appeared on the trunk, flowing around his palm.

Once the cyan light connected end to end, he withdrew his right hand and tore a wooden mask directly from the trunk.

He pressed the mask onto his face, then used his other hand's fingers to carve out two eyes on the mask. The carved sections fell away, and with that, a complete mask appeared on his face.

Spiritual energy was still drilling into his body, but he was already able to stand up.

Seemingly sensing that the heaven and earth spiritual energy was trending toward calm, a loud, resonant voice arrived:

"I wonder which fellow daoist is breaking through here, and why not do so within your own cave dwelling?"

This voice was extremely stern, clearly suspecting that Gu An was not a disciple of the Taixuan Sect.

Gu An hesitated over whether to answer.

He was merely a chore disciple; if it were discovered that he had successfully reached Foundation Establishment within a few years of entering the sect, even if he could successfully enter the outer sect, there would still be risks ahead!

The commotion he caused tonight was too great. If those two learned his identity, it would inevitably be known by a third or fourth person. What if someone harbored malicious intent toward him?

It was no wonder Gu An overthought things; having been a servant since childhood, he had seen enough of the sinister nature of humanity.

While Gu An used grass vines to tie the mask in place, he pondered, his eyes flashing with a cold glint that shone in the night.

No!

He could not be exposed!

Gu An did not want to get into trouble; even becoming an outer sect disciple was not a good thing for him.

The Taixuan Sect would not feed disciples for free; outer sect disciples all had to take on sect missions, and it was inevitable that they would fall into life-threatening danger.

Once his cultivation was completely stabilized, he stood up. His face was obscured by the mask, revealing only his eyes, and cyclones still circled his body.

At this moment, he sensed two auras rushing over from the mountain; clearly, the other party had already pegged him as an intruder.

Gu An dared to remain silent because he had judged that the other party's cultivation was not that strong. If they had made him feel like he was no match for them, he wouldn't have been able to think so much.

He immediately turned and dashed into the depths of the forest.

Whoosh—

A sound of air being torn came from behind Gu An. He looked back to see a cold glint speeding through the dim forest, snapping tree branches along the way. Behind the cold glint was a woman.

This woman was dressed in white, her right arm extended straight, palm facing the sword hilt, connected by spiritual power. The blade erupted with sharp sword qi, unstoppable, like a startled swan flying through the forest.

In an instant, her sword had reached behind Gu An, less than half a foot away.

Gu An's left foot landed, his body twisting backward while his left leg crouched down, and the blade flew just past him.

The woman in white widened her eyes. The night cast her face into darkness, but the sword light happened to shine on her eyes, and these bright, stunning eyes were filled with astonishment.

No sooner said than done!

As Gu An crouched, he kicked his right leg backward. This kick landed on the abdomen of the woman in white. A massive force, the likes of which she had never experienced, struck her. Her consciousness instantly went blank, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

Bang!

The woman in white flew backward, knocked over a large tree, and then fell onto the grass, her life or death unknown.

"How dare you!"

A furious shout came. Gu An fixed his eyes on the source and saw a figure in green light rushing over, leaving behind a trail of afterimages.

So fast!

Gu An's eyes could not keep up with the other's movement technique. In his panic, he directly unleashed the Gale Absolute Shadow Leg.

He had no combat experience; when he dealt with the Greed-Hatred Demon Ghost, he had merely slapped it. Therefore, facing a powerful opponent, he dared not get close at all.

Spiritual power poured into his right leg. He shifted back one step and kicked out fiercely.

With this kick, a gale rose from the flat ground, whistling toward the figure in green light.

The figure in green light was a man holding a sword. His pupils dilated suddenly, filled entirely with the shadows of legs.

Dust flew into the air as rows of trees were smashed to the ground. A barrage of leg shadows, carrying the force of a landslide, engulfed the sword-wielding man, sweeping across a distance of over ten zhang with overwhelming momentum.

Gu An retracted his leg and turned to plunge into the darkness.

The forest gradually fell into silence. When the dust settled, the sword-wielding man was seen lying on the ground, motionless.

At dawn.

Ye Lan walked out of her room. Her gaze habitually drifted toward the courtyard of her senior brothers. Through the low courtyard wall, she caught sight of their figures.

They are truly diligent; I cannot let them leave me behind.

Ye Lan thought to herself as she hurried over.

Arriving in the courtyard, she walked quickly to Gu An's side and greeted him obediently, "Senior Brother."

Gu An nodded at her with a smile.

"Senior Brother, are you doing chores today?" Ye Lan asked curiously, as Gu An had changed into a set of cloth robes—his old clothes, which he only wore when gathering herbs.

Gu An replied, "Yes, I plan to find some time to head up the mountain this afternoon."

Ye Lan didn't think much of it and continued, "There was a strong wind last night that made me afraid to cultivate; I was worried the spiritual energy would become chaotic and affect my circulation during the Qi absorption process. Senior Brother, I heard Senior Brother Meng mention that you encountered an attack by demons. What was the situation like back then?"

Gu An introduced the situation while watching Xiao Chuan and Lu Jiujia practice the Residual Wind Leg.

He was always patient, no matter who it was.

Half an hour later, the junior brothers and sisters departed one by one. Gu An welcomed his own time to relax. He lay under a tree, holding the Travels of the Green Hero in one hand and playing with the White Spirit Mouse in the other, feeling quite content.

At this moment, his mind was still occupied by the two people he had encountered last night.

I held back my strength; I shouldn't have killed them, right?

Gu An felt a bit uneasy. After all, he had no grudge against those two.

Without a grudge, Gu An did not want to kill.

Harboring such worries, Gu An spent a somewhat agonizing day.

The sun set and the moon rose, and by noon the next day.

Gu An, who was reading while standing by the wooden fence, suddenly caught a glimpse of figures at the entrance of the valley. He focused his eyes and realized there was more than one person.

A man and a woman!

Gu An secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they aren't dead.

He used the Dragon Force Divine Origin Technique to suppress his cultivation to the third level of Qi Refining, not fearing being recognized.

Soon, Cheng Xuandan walked out of the pavilion. He hurried to the two people, cupped his hands in a salute. Standing before him were a woman in white and a man in blue.

The woman in white had a cold and stunning face, with skin as fair as congealed fat, almond-shaped eyes, and willow-leaf eyebrows. She held her sword scabbard in her right hand, and her entire being exuded a cold, arrogant aura that kept strangers at a distance.

The man in blue was also handsome, with a tall, upright posture and a magnificent brocade robe, though his face was somewhat pale.

They were both outer sect disciples of the Taixuan Sect; the man was named Shi Yang, and the woman was named Li Xuanyu.

Facing Cheng Xuandan, Shi Yang revealed a smile and stated the purpose of their visit.

After hearing his words, Cheng Xuandan replied, "No one else has come to our Medicine Valley in the past two days."

Cheng Xuandan had lived for a hundred years and had experienced everything, so he appeared very calm.

Shi Yang looked toward the Medicine Valley and said, "Could you gather your disciples here?"

Cheng Xuandan had no objections. He turned, focused his Qi into his dantian, and called out loudly. Upon hearing him, Gu An and the others all ran over.

"Xiao Chuan, go and fetch your Senior Brother Meng as well," Cheng Xuandan instructed.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Chuan immediately turned and ran to find Meng Lang.

Shi Yang and Li Xuanyu began to size up the three of Gu An. Both of them frowned, saying nothing.

Cheng Xuandan remained silent, waiting for Meng Lang to arrive.

Gu An took this opportunity to probe the lifespans of the two outer sect disciples. It had been too urgent the night before, and he hadn't had time to check their lifespans.

[Li Xuanyu (Foundation Establishment Stage, 4th Level): 24/245/1670]

[Shi Yang (Foundation Establishment Stage, 5th Level): 25/298/1304]

Good heavens!

They were both geniuses, with Foundation Establishment cultivation in their twenties, and their maximum lifespans reached over a thousand years. Among them, Li Xuanyu's maximum lifespan was even higher than Li Ya's.

They both share the surname Li; could this woman also be from the royal family?

Gu An was secretly shocked. Fortunately, he hadn't revealed his identity the night before.

Not long after, Xiao Chuan brought a visibly irritable Meng Lang over.

When Shi Yang saw Meng Lang, he narrowed his eyes. He sent a voice transmission to Li Xuanyu beside him, saying, "Junior Sister Li, this kid's aura is chaotic, showing signs of a cultivation deviation. Although his cultivation is very low, perhaps he is related to the person we are looking for."

Li Xuanyu stared at Meng Lang, her cold eyes seemingly trying to see right through him.

Meng Lang felt their gazes and, seeing their extraordinary attire, immediately restrained his expression. He lowered his head and walked over to stand beside Gu An, with Xiao Chuan following closely behind.

Cheng Xuandan opened his mouth to ask, "The night before last, a mysterious cultivator was breaking through a realm a dozen miles outside of Medicine Valley, suspected to be a spy from the Demonic Path. Have you seen anyone else these past few days?"

Good grief!

Even Demonic Path spies are here now!

Gu An complained inwardly, though he furrowed his brows and put on a nervous expression.

Meng Lang widened his eyes and shouted, "Don't tell me there's another demon invasion?"

"Another? What do you mean?" Shi Yang stared at Meng Lang and asked.

Meng Lang couldn't hold his tongue and immediately recounted the incident involving the Greed-Hatred Demon Ghost. Upon hearing that the matter even implicated an inner sect disciple, Shi Yang's expression shifted slightly.

Is it this dangerous in the vicinity?

Shi Yang suddenly lost the desire to continue the investigation.

Gu An seized the opportunity to ask, "Seniors, did you two come face-to-face with that Demonic Path spy? Can you provide us with any clues?"

The others nodded; hearing the words "Demonic Path" made them all tense up.

Shi Yang pondered and said, "It was too dark that night; I only remember that his leg techniques were very fast."

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