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"Brother, don't act rashly..."

Gu Chundong was greatly alarmed. She had never imagined that this was what Gu Mo had planned. More precisely, every move Gu Mo had made just now had been beyond her expectations.

She knew that Gu Mo's martial arts had always been far stronger than hers, and his inner strength had even improved last night. But Gu Mo was blind. No matter how many times stronger his inner strength became, what use would it be?

Yet before she could stop Gu Mo, it was already too late.

Gu Mo had drawn his blade and met them in battle.

Gu Mo had a blade in his hand—a very long Tang Blade. It was only because his blindness made movement inconvenient that he had been using it as a walking stick to feel out the road.

As Gu Chundong panicked,

Gu Mo slashed out, directly cutting down a blade wielder.

The saber technique he used was his family's inherited art, called the Mystic Void Saber Technique, passed down by his father in this life.

Both his parents had been martial artists. Since childhood, they had taught the Gu Mo siblings martial arts. Moreover, this saber technique was exceptionally exquisite, not considered low-grade even in the martial world. It contained seventy-two forms in total. The original Gu Mo had practiced only forty-eight forms before becoming a rising martial talent in the Linjiang County region, while he had been unable to learn the final and most exquisite twenty-four forms.

But last night, after the Nine Yang Divine Skill reached great mastery,

Gu Mo's martial realm had reached a level nearly akin to the Dao. Drawing upon the characteristics of the Nine Yang Divine Skill, he had directly mastered the Mystic Void Saber Technique as well. All seventy-two forms were clear within his heart.

Furthermore, the final twenty-four forms of the Mystic Void Saber Technique—the ones he had failed to learn for so many years—were the most difficult and the most exquisite.

The Mystic Void Saber Technique, just as its name implied, emphasized two words—mystic void.

Mystic meant mystery upon mystery, unfathomable and impossible to grasp. Void meant ever-shifting, where truth and falsehood could not be distinguished. Taken together, it was a blend of feints and substance, leaving enemies unable to fathom it and impossible to guard against.

Inside the inn, that group of Great Saber Gang Blade Wielders surged forward like ravenous wolves pouncing on prey. In an instant, blade and sword light crisscrossed through the hall, and the cries of battle shook the inn's window frames until they buzzed.

Yet Gu Mo remained unhurried. With his eyes covered, he relied only on the sound of wind and the faintest movements of footsteps to pinpoint his enemies' positions.

His body suddenly turned, and the long blade in his hand swept out like a Flood Dragon emerging from the sea. Cold light flashed, blood splashed across the scene, and the first man to rush forward clutched his throat and fell.

His blade did not stop. He continued slaughtering.

"This is the fiftieth form, Fallen Shooting Star..."

"This is the sixty-third form, Blossom Sees Buddha..."

"This is the fifty-seventh form, River Dream Butterfly..."

"..."

Gu Mo's blade weaved among his enemies. Blood sprayed in every direction, and wails rose without end, yet he continued demonstrating the Mystic Void Saber Technique to Gu Chundong.

The long blade danced in his hands into a wheel of silvery light. Every swing stirred up a cloud of blood mist. In the blink of an eye, several corpses lay scattered across the ground, while blood wound its way over the floor.

"Spread out, spread out!"

Zhang Xiong was already drenched in sweat. He had thought dealing with Gu Mo, a blind man, would be as easy as taking something from his hand. He had never expected the blind man to be such a capable fighter.

In his heart, he cursed the eighteen generations of ancestors of the Long Wind Escort Agency.

The reason he had dared to openly come and steal Gu Mo's money was because he knew Gu Mo's background. He was an escort expelled from the Long Wind Escort Agency, relying solely on his younger sister Gu Chundong for protection. And Gu Chundong's martial arts were not even sufficient for her to qualify as an escort at the Long Wind Escort Agency.

A young girl whose martial arts were merely at the level of an ordinary traveling guard, bringing along a blind man who had become useless—no matter how one looked at it, they should have been easy to deal with.

"Fuck his mother, he can fight this well? Even as a blind man, he's qualified to be an escort! Is the Long Wind Escort Agency fucking sick?"

Zhang Xiong cursed furiously in his heart, but he had no time to think further. He called for his subordinates to spread out and roared, "He's blind! Everyone spread out and throw things everywhere!"

Following Zhang Xiong's roar,

the other Blade Wielders all reacted as well.

Since Gu Mo was blind, he could only rely on sound to determine his enemies' positions. As long as they threw things around to disrupt his hearing, no matter how powerful his martial arts were, more than half of them would be crippled.

At once, the Blade Wielders began grabbing stools, bowls, wine jars, and other objects from the ground and hurling them toward Gu Mo. Some simply threw things wildly in every direction.

Sure enough,

Gu Mo's judgment was disrupted. Facing their encirclement, he was no longer as sharp as before. However, with Gu Chundong reminding him from the side, although he was affected, Gu Mo could still cope.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiong shouted, "Stop that stinking bitch!"

Immediately, several Blade Wielders surrounded Gu Chundong and attacked her.

Without Gu Chundong's reminders,

Gu Mo's situation instantly worsened, and danger began lurking at every turn.

Zhang Xiong seized an opening and launched a surprise attack from behind.

The great saber in his hand chopped toward the center of Gu Mo's back.

Excitement filled his heart.

With this strike, even if Gu Mo did not die, he would be gravely wounded.

However, in the next instant,

Zhang Xiong's expression froze.

Gu Mo had actually dodged it—and with astonishing ease. At the same time, he countered, gripping the hilt with both hands and slashing diagonally, directly severing Zhang Xiong's arm.

"Aah!"

Zhang Xiong let out a shriek. His arm and saber fell to the ground together. He roared, "You... you can see? You were pretending to be blind?"

Gu Mo snorted coldly and did not waste words.

He swung his blade backhandedly.

Zhang Xiong's head instantly flew into the air, his eyes wide in death.

Of course, he had not been pretending to be blind. He had only pretended to be affected by the interference.

There was no denying that Zhang Xiong's plan had been sound, but he had misjudged Gu Mo's inner strength. The inn was only so large; with Gu Mo's perception, he could easily sense anyone in any corner of it. Therefore, that interference plan had been utterly useless against him.

He had merely pretended to be affected in order to lure Zhang Xiong into lowering his guard.

Zhang Xiong had kept sending his subordinates to their deaths while hiding behind them and waiting for an opportunity. Even when he attacked, he would retreat from the battle circle after a single failed strike, leaving Gu Mo unable to find a chance to kill him. That was why Gu Mo had put on a small act.

With Zhang Xiong dead,

how could the remaining Blade Wielders under him still have any desire to keep fighting? All of them fled outside in a terrified rush.

Gu Mo sheathed his blade and stood still. Not a drop of blood stained his black clothes. Expressionless, he watched blood beads slowly drip from the long Tang Blade and said calmly, "Friends outside who have been watching the show, the money is right here with me. Would you like to come and try taking it?"

"There are more people?" Gu Chundong moved close to Gu Mo and asked nervously.

Gu Mo nodded slightly. After a while, he said, "They're gone. It seems they believe I'm qualified to keep these three hundred taels of silver."

"They all left?"

"They left."

"That's wonderful."

Gu Chundong immediately began searching the bodies. Altogether, she found over forty liang of silver.

The inn was very quiet at this moment.

When the battle had begun, all the guests had fled out in a rush. Now, only two people remained in the entire main hall, hiding behind the counter.

Unable to distinguish which one was the innkeeper, Gu Mo merely spoke toward the counter. "Innkeeper, I am truly sorry for breaking so many of your things. I will give you twenty liang of silver as compensation..."

The innkeeper stammered, "G-Great Hero... compensation, compensation... this lowly one does not want it. I only ask that you show mercy and let this small inn close early for the day. C-could you?"

Gu Mo naturally understood what the innkeeper meant. He was asking Gu Mo to leave and not remain at his inn any longer.

After all, Gu Mo had killed a Hall Master of the Great Saber Gang. The Great Saber Gang could not possibly let the matter rest. If Gu Mo continued staying at the inn, the innkeeper's troubles would become immense.

"Little sister, give the innkeeper twenty liang of silver. We're leaving!"

Gu Chundong obediently placed two large ten-liang silver ingots on the counter, then supported Gu Mo as they walked out of the inn.

Inside the inn, when the innkeeper and the waiter saw the Gu Mo siblings leave, both heaved huge sighs of relief.

"Innkeeper, what do we do now?"

"Report it to the authorities. What else can we do? How the yamen and the Great Saber Gang settle this has nothing to do with us. We won't open for business for the next few days!"

The waiter complained, "What kind of mess is this? These people really are..."

"Stop complaining," the innkeeper said. "We were lucky. Great Hero Gu is honorable—he deliberately waited until all the inn's guests had run out before making his move. He even paid compensation afterward. If we had encountered those unreasonable sorts, the two of us might have lost our lives. Sigh, among the heroes of the martial world, which great hero has not had a heap of innocent commoners die unjustly along the road to fame?"