After practicing his breathing until the latter half of the night, Lian Youming took out the Twenty-One-Eye Dzi Bead again. His five fingers curled lightly around it, and with a stir of consciousness, he visualized wisps of Qi Dynamics spilling from its eye holes and flowing into his body like water.
Feeling his mental fatigue rapidly dissipate, he rose to his feet and casually rubbed the knife wound on his face, which had already closed, before hurrying in the direction Gu Feiyan and her party had gone.
As he ran, he sorted through everything she had done in the past and gradually came to understand her thinking.
Gu Feiyan had not acted on a sudden impulse. She had been waiting for an opportunity all along.
She had faked her death Overseas to escape, intending to return to the country, contend for Grand Momentum, and ride its tide.
As long as she defeated the White Lotus Sect Master, Situ Wudi, and him, and secured the Grand Momentum of the Three Teachings, even the country's martial sects would have to join forces with her temporarily for the sake of the bigger picture.
Unfortunately, she had lost the contest for Grand Momentum.
As for the news of the Sword Immortal Inheritance, perhaps she had come across it by chance.
More unfortunately still, time was pressing, and she was running a little late.
Experts from every side kept appearing. Gan Xihu had come to China in person, Chen Baihu held the North, and Gong Baotian had arrived in the southern martial world. If she did not act now and the news leaked, what chance would she have left?
So she had to make her bid now, while the various sides were attacking one another and had their hands full.
And none of the helpers