This was also one of the Gu Clan's foundations, and one of its strongest. Thus, nearly all the Gu Clan experts devoted to pursuing the path of the innate secluded themselves within the Scripture Depository.
At the very heart of the Scripture Depository were four manuals personally placed there by the ancestor.
Hunyuan Divine Skill, Free-and-Easy Imperial Wind, Gu Sword Formula, and Innate Divine Skill.
Yet very few had truly mastered any of these four divine arts.
Time flowed on, and half a year passed in the blink of an eye.
It was now the third month of spring. Jiangnan was naturally filled with flowering trees and flocks of orioles fluttering about, but the bitterly cold northern lands still carried a sharp chill in the air.
At noon that day, on the main road leading to Zhongdu, a donkey carried a man slowly along the road.
The man did not even hold the reins of the little black donkey beneath him, letting it wander as it pleased. With his hands pillowing his head, he lay on its back, utterly relaxed and carefree.
Behind him, a middle-aged man rode a horse and followed along.
Listening to the clip-clop of donkey hooves rising and falling against the ground, Gu Hui's thoughts also surged. After a long while, he could not help muttering, "That impulsive fool Qiu Chuji made a bet with the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan!"
He was sacrificing himself just to save face.
He had originally intended to lend them a hand, but he had not expected it to have already happened.
He knew as well that the so-called wager had merely arisen from a misunderstanding.
Qiu Chuji had been pursuing the traitor Wang Daogan when he clashed with the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan along the way.
The two sides