170: Chapter 170: It’s Not Just a Strike, It’s Killing People 170: Chapter 170: It’s Not Just a Strike, It’s Killing People Looking at the envelope on the ground, Gu An lowered his eyebrows and remained silent.
A light breeze blew, taking the envelope some distance away.
Then, Gu An finally raised his eyebrows to look at the person in front of him.
Both individuals had pleasing appearances.
One could call them handsome and beautiful.
Their cultivation was not bad either.
However, he did not know why they were giving him such a hard time.
Would they act the same if Senior Sister Duanmu were here?
He didn’t think so.
Perhaps it was because he looked slightly older and bore the marks of logging.
So they looked down on him.
Clothes make the man.
It must be that he didn’t look respectable enough, and upon reflection, it seemed to be his own problem.
“What are you looking at?
Pick it up.
Surely you can’t expect us to do it for you?” The man spoke.
Gu An sighed inwardly.
Then he stepped forward swiftly, striking with a palm as fast as lightning.
Boom!
The other party was at the Golden Core stage and was always alert, maintaining physical strength.
So when Gu An’s palm strike descended, the opposing force began to battle it.
However, under Gu An’s palm, their power shattered, and then the palm struck the opponent’s cheek.
Slap!
A crisp sound followed by distortion, then a crackling.
It was the sound of a skull breaking.
The man was sent flying as if hit by a mountain, crashing into the ground and leaving a crater.
The Immortal was astounded, even somewhat incredulous.
But her hand was already clutching a Spirit Sword, her fingers motioning to cast a spell.
She retreated, increasing the distance.
“Very well, you even dare to attack – Heavenly Thunder, come rolling down!”
Gu An watched as the opponent raised their sword, and the high skies thundered in response.
It bore a pervasive sense of threat.
He could not hesitate; the wind howled furiously.
As the thunder was drawn, Gu An was already upon the opponent.
“It’s too late; what Golden Core Early Stage can breach my defense now…”
Before the person could finish speaking, a force like water, the Heavenly Gang Qi, broke through the defense, smashing the Magic Treasure, and the fist struck their head.
Boom!
The Immortal was sent flying.
At that moment, thunder flashed and thundered down fiercely.
Gu An’s left hand condensed Gang Qi and matched it with a palm.
Boom!
Dust rose everywhere.
The struck Immortal from Qingcheng Sect was terrified, but the opponent should be feeling the pain as well.
“So strong.” Gu An’s voice fell, and he was already in front of the Immortal, stepping down as she observed in horror.
Bang!
His foot crushed the opponent’s head.
Her hand gathering for an attack went limp and drooped.
Blood splattered everywhere, covering the man who had just stood up.
He could not suppress his anger and turned to flee.
Gu An was slightly stunned, then stretched out a finger, pointing through the air.
Soul-shocking.
The Perfect Soul-shocking Finger could now be exercised through the ether, albeit with a lower success rate when directly confronted.
Instantly, the opponent could not move, terror evident in their eyes.
In agony, Gu An had already grabbed the opponent’s neck.
At this moment, the person came to their senses, looking at Gu An who was already grasping their neck and pleaded, “Let, let me go, we won’t demand compensation.”
“Why only say it now?
My senior sister cautioned me against initiating a fight,” Gu An remarked with a sense of sorrow.
“Then, why did you still fight?” the puzzled opponent asked.
Gu An shook his head, then squeezed firmly.
His grip completely shattered the opponent’s neck.
He then dropped the body to the ground, coldly stating, “I didn’t lift a finger; I just killed someone.”
He collected the Storage Treasures of the two, and Gu An sprinkled out some red beans.
Planting Beans into Soldiers.
Nine late-stage Foundation Establishment Red Armor Soldiers began to clean up the battlefield, and took the opportunity to deliver a finishing blow.
Gu An sat in the pavilion, examining two Storage Treasures.
He had obtained a total of over two thousand six hundred Spirit Stones, in addition to two Magic techniques, two Spirit Swords, and five bottles of Elixir Pills.
It wasn’t considered very rich.
Just over a thousand Spirit Stones per person.
If he saved up, he would also have three thousand Spirit Stones.
But he had never spent any.
If spent on cultivation and Magic Treasures, it would definitely not be enough.
Overall, it still counts as being wealthy.
As for the two techniques, one was named “Heavenly Thunder,” and the other was an ancient and worn manual named “Prison Cage.”
Heavenly Thunder was the Swordsmanship just used, resonating with the sword to summon Heavenly Thunder.
Prison Cage was incomplete, but resembled a Hand Technique—using the palm as a prison cage to crush the captive within.
Gu An was somewhat interested in Prison Cage.
It was just not easy to comprehend, especially incomplete, making it even harder.
But he could try the technique value.
As for the Elixir Pills, they were all ordinary.
Selling them should fetch a few hundred Spirit Stones.
This haul was quite good.
Looking at the now clean mountain peak, Gu An instructed the Red Armor Soldiers to deal with the bodies.
After that, he retracted them.
Then, he sat in the pavilion and read, it was “Prison Cage.”
He wanted to first understand the beginning, then use the technique value.
To see if he could get a grasp on it.
Until evening, Gu An only had a rough understanding.
Looking at the sky, feeling it was about time, he headed back to the Outer Peak.
In the backyard, he saw Senior Sister Duanmu copying books.
Extremely furious.
Is this the urgent matter?
“Sister,” Gu An came in and paid his respects.
Seeing Gu An, Duanmu Qingping was somewhat surprised: “You’re back so soon?
Didn’t negotiate well?”
Gu An shook his head, “They didn’t show up, I waited until now to come back.”
Duanmu Qingping stood up angrily, saying, “That’s too much, I’m going to write a report to express their arrogance.
Being late is one thing, but not showing up the whole day?
This is good, their arrogance is blatant, totally disregarding our Cangmu Sect.
For the honor of our sect, making a fuss won’t be much of an issue.
You handled this matter well, go rest.”
Gu An nodded, then went to the backyard, picked up an axe, and began woodcutting.
This made Duanmu Qingping stunned.
At this time, still woodcutting?
Everyone was reluctant to cut wood, but he insisted on doing it, just for the sake of earning those few Spirit Stones?
Gu An felt it was wasteful to lose a day and wanted to quickly save up values for improvement.
Today’s battle had made him feel the pressure.
Both people were very strong, had it not been for a surprise attack, it would be hard to say who would win.
If it weren’t for Qi Sea Sky Gang, it would have been even tougher, and whether the surprise attack could have retained both of them would be questionable.
Still lacking in attack methods, and speed as well.
If he could learn Prison Cage, it would be better—at least it could prevent escape.
As for their no-show possibly raising suspicion.
He didn’t care.
With no one else around, if he said they didn’t show up, then they didn’t.
As for whether their sect would come to question him, that’s uncertain.
Still need to quickly improve strength, facing trouble from merely Golden Core Early Stage—if the opponent had higher strength, they would not be a match at all.
Qi Sea Sky Gang was basically the only technique that could decide victory or defeat.
Too little.
“Why are you still woodcutting so late in the evening?” A sudden voice rang out behind Gu An.
This startled Gu An, who almost swung his axe in response.
Turning around, he discovered Chu Meng grasping noodles, feeding peanut kernels.
She opened her mouth, tipping them in.
Gu An: “….”
Have you considered the feelings of the noodles?
“Your fish doesn’t seem to eat much, to prevent it from starving, I have no choice but to resort to this,” Chu Meng lamented:
“For the sake of your fish, I’ve racked my brains.
Where could you find such a considerate superior?”
For a moment, Gu An understood why the noodles suddenly learned to run away from home.
On the days he was not around, it indeed suffered.