On horseback, Gu Hui reviewed what he had gained over the past eight years.
Setting aside the divine manuals, he was now unmatched in both medicine and poison. With poison alone, even a top-tier martial artist could fall victim to his schemes if they were not careful.
Besides that, with the help of the Nine Yang Manual, he had deduced both the Hunyuan Skill and the Zixia Divine Skill to the point where they could open six of the Eight Extraordinary Meridians.
However, the Zixia Divine Skill and Hunyuan Skill now carried an added streak of masculine force, losing some of their original essence.
It could only be blamed on his lack of knowledge and the too few divine manuals he possessed.
"Whoa..."
"What is it, Senior Brother?"
Seeing Gu Hui's horse come to a stop, Yue Lingshan asked in confusion.
"Junior Sister, I suddenly remembered something. Let's make a trip to Zhongtiao Mountain before returning to Mount Hua."
"Ah? Great..." Yue Lingshan's face lit up with delight.
Half a month later, the two riders arrived at Zhongtiao Mountain at noon.
"Gu Hui, chief disciple of Mount Hua, has come to pay respects to Uncle-Master Feng Buping, Uncle-Master Cheng Buyou, and Uncle-Master Cong Buqi."
His powerful inner energy carried his voice up Zhongtiao Mountain.
Before long, three middle-aged men indeed appeared, followed by a group of young men and women.
There were only seven young disciples in the group, and even the strongest had merely just entered the second tier.
At that moment, curiosity, hatred, and wariness intertwined in the eyes of the three men.
The young men and women, meanwhile, were filled with defiance and hatred.
"Heh heh, boy, are you Gu Hui, Yue Buqun's chief disciple of Mount Hua?
You've made quite a name for yourself these