Wuxia: Start with Gang Leader Qiao
38 Five Qis

True Ye Hu

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"What dangers will there be?"

She lowered her eyebrows and asked with a faint smile.

"The danger of being unable to stop. After all, men and women start out with curiosity.”Ye Huang smiled.

She did not scold Ye Huang for being too arrogant. Instead, she thought about it seriously and nodded with a smile."Indeed, if a woman is not curious about a man, then there will be no more stories.”

"So don't try to probe me." Ye Huang said gently.

"What do you think of me?" Zhang Wanjing's eyes moved, and her cheeks were dyed with a thin layer of sunset glow, making her even more attractive.

"Very beautiful."

"I think we should have a story.”she giggled.

"This should be said by a man." Ye Huang raised his eyebrows.

"We have never avoided such things.”

We, of course, referred to the Drunken Moon Sect.

"However…I want to see if you're qualified.”

She leaned toward Ye Huang like a water snake. Her exposed skin was glowing with a warm glow. She pressed her hand on Ye Huang's body without any trace of smoke.

It was only at this moment that Zhang Wanjing revealed her cultivation. She had five Qis within her, which was much stronger than Hong Qi.

"The Drunken Moon Sect's Flying Immortal Hand is truly a beautiful martial art. It seems that my luck isn't too good.”

Ye Huang sighed softly. He was not fooled by the charming atmosphere and welcomed the attack with one hand.

His palm contracted, seemingly curved but not curved, as if it was flying out, using a kind of hidden abyss power to deal with the enemy.

Don't use the hidden dragon!

Zhang Wanjing suddenly realized that Ye Huang had turned into an abyss. He stood in the abyss, and there seemed to be an invisible barrier between her attacks and him. She could not hurt him.

"What an exquisite martial art."

She exclaimed in admiration. Her hands were like flying flowers, and she was dancing like a fairy. Combined with her dance-like steps, she revealed a special kind of beauty.

In just a few breaths, she had already displayed 49 moves. Each move was beautiful, but it contained killing intent.

Meanwhile, Ye Huang sat on the low stool and countered every move with one palm. He was as unmoving as a mountain.

The two of them were very restrained and did not have any strange phenomena of surging force. However, it was precisely because of this that the difficulty of this kind of attack was higher.

"This kind of hand shouldn't be used to fight others.”

Ye Huang sighed. His palm suddenly turned soft. Zhang Wanjing watched in shock as he stopped her attack and grabbed her hand.

When their skin touched, he could feel the boiling temperature.

Before he could exert any strength, a passionate figure was already stuffed into his arms.

"The night is short, take me there.”

The warm wind blew by his ears.

Even someone as calm as Ye Huang felt his heart heat up. In a flash, he appeared behind the veil.

The incense burner was burning with a faint smoke that was refreshing.

The battle between the man and the woman suddenly escalated and started from another direction. However, the woman was destined to be at a disadvantage in this competition.

……

The sky was hazy, and the morning fog was like clouds, gathering and dispersing, the shade was suitable.

The faint sound of a few beautiful women singing after waking up could be heard from the Drunken Moon Pavilion.

Ye Huang rested his head on his hands and looked at Zhang Wanjing, who was already dressed.

"I'm leaving."

She sat on the bed and said gently.

"Why?"

"The direct descendants of the Drunken Moon Sect will only be fated with one person in their lives. After that, they will return to the sect to cultivate.”

She looked at the bed that was red and her cheeks were flushed.

Ye Huang's eyes flashed and he nodded slightly. He did not say anything else.

"Nothing to say to me?"

A trace of disappointment appeared in her eyes as she reluctantly said.

"Perhaps one day I will go to the Drunken Moon Mountain.”

Ye Huang said calmly.

"Tyrannical, how many heroes have wanted to step onto the Drunken Moon Mountain, but they have all failed.”

Zhang Wanjing's eyes lit up, as if she had gotten what she wanted.

"I'm different from them."

Ye Huang said calmly.

Zhang Wanjing's eyes flashed, and she said seriously,""I also know that you are different from them. Your reputation will spread in the martial world sooner or later.”

Ye Huang smiled.

In the end, she left. The two of them did not look back at each other. The strange beginning and the short end seemed to be just that.

Ye Huang sat up and raised his palm. A small dragon appeared in his palm, circulating endlessly.

His Gang Qi penetrated his five internal organs and opened up the treasures of the human body. His lungs, liver, kidney, heart, and spleen corresponded to metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. It was as if a door had been opened inside, producing wisps of five-elemental Qi that fused into Ye Huang's Gang Qi.

This was the realm of containing the five qi.

When a cultivator reached this realm, their Gang Qi would grow endlessly and strengthen with every passing moment. When they could not advance any further, it was the time when their spirit and Qi, the last step of advancement, became one.

"The legend is true. Most of the disciples of the Drunken Moon Sect who are fated with each other will obtain benefits.”

Ye Huang muttered. He looked into the room. Her fragrance seemed to linger in the air, but it was nowhere to be found.

He sighed and stood up. He cut off the last trace of nostalgia in his eyes and his eyes became clear again. He put on his clothes and stood up.

Outside.

Just as Zhang Wanjing walked out, an old woman holding a walking stick walked out from the side of the road. She seemed to be walking slowly, but in a few flashes, she had already arrived in front of her.

"It seems that Miss has found her fate.”

A white-haired old woman with a walking stick said kindly.

"Yes, he is destined to stir up a storm.”

Zhang Wanjing hid the trace of worry in her eyes and said seriously.

The old woman smiled and glanced at the room. She softly said,"Since the Zen opportunity is already in hand, Miss should return with me. I think it should be easy to break through to the Jindan Stage this time. The Drunken Moon Sect will eventually be handed over to you.”

"Wanjing understands."

Zhang Wanjing responded and turned back to take another look. The next moment, the two of them disappeared into the corridor as if nothing had happened.

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