Go to become a god, let me marry into the sect

Inside the room, everyone huddled near the edges.

Gu An and Ouyang Xuan's attacks were quite formidable, and they, already in poor condition, naturally had to evade them.

Unfortunately, the space was too small.

They still sustained some injuries.

It was Gang Qi.

As the Qi Sea Heavenly Gang swept across the surroundings, they had no way to avoid it.

Ye Song never expected that Gu An had actually mastered the Qi Sea Heavenly Gang.

Gang Qi like mist—this meant he had completed the entire first volume.

Did someone really spend decades cultivating this?

But this was nothing compared to the scene unfolding before them.

Gu An shattered all of Ouyang Xuan's defenses with a single punch, piercing through her body.

This scene froze in place, making everyone afraid to breathe loudly.

At this moment, Ouyang Xuan looked at Gu An, somewhat in disbelief.

If not for the pain in her body, telling her that she wouldn't live much longer, she might have thought she was trapped in an illusion.

She had clearly made all the preparations and even concealed her cultivation level, all to trap the prey in a jar.

But who would have thought that someone else would also conceal their cultivation level?

Not only that, but they even used the Qi Sea Heavenly Gang.

Well, the other party didn't look young, so it wasn't surprising that he knew such Gang Qi.

She had been careless.

"No wonder, no wonder you wanted me to spare you; it's just like I was at the beginning.

If I had spared you, it would have been the same as sparing myself," Ouyang Xuan said with a miserable laugh.

"You think too much," Gu An said, slowly retracting his hand as he looked at her.

"I hope Senior understands me; I had no intention of getting involved.

It was all a last resort."

Gu An didn't want to kill people, but if the problem couldn't be solved, he had no choice but to act.

He wasn't a good person himself, so he was very worried that he would be killed in the future.

The other party relied on their cultivation and was careless and arrogant, and he wasn't much different.

He should take this as a warning in the future.

"Do you know why I betrayed the sect?" Ouyang Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood and looked down at her injuries.

"The people in the sect are all too hypocritical.

Not betraying means death; betraying means there's a glimmer of hope.

Someone like you who doesn't fit in will probably walk my old path sooner or later."

As she spoke, Ouyang Xuan spat out another mouthful of blood, then fell to the ground, no longer making a sound.

Ouyang Xuan was dead.

She had been killed on the spot by Gu An in just a few exchanges.

This terrifying scene threw everyone into confusion.

Soon, Mo Lan spoke up: "Junior Brother, there's still one more person; kill him, and all the credit this time will be Junior Brother's.

We'll go back and request merit for Junior Brother."

"Yes, Junior Brother has made a great contribution this time, accounting for at least half of the merit," Ye Song echoed.

At this moment, Ye Song was in poor condition, and although Mo Lan was slightly better, facing the Qi Sea Heavenly Gang of the eighth level of Qi Refining, let alone her, even someone at the ninth level of Qi Refining would have to retreat.

Sun Yun wanted to escape.

Ouyang Xuan was no weaker than him, but she had died in just a few exchanges.

If he fought her, it would probably be the same—a matter of a few exchanges.

However, it was difficult for him to escape.

The formation here couldn't be broken in a short time; Ouyang Xuan had even reinforced it.

It was truly lifting a rock only to drop it on one's own feet.

At this moment, the wind howled.

The wind blew into his ears.

Sun Yun's pores dilated all over his body; that sense of crisis made him tremble.

"Fellow Daoist, let's talk this over; I can do anything for you..."

However, before he could finish speaking, Gu An's fist had already arrived.

The same violent Mountain-Splitting Fist, carrying Heavenly Gang Qi, swept away all defenses like a force of nature.

Bang!

A punch broke through the other party's robes and landed heavily on Sun Yun's face; under the fist, the other party's face twisted, and his entire head appeared deformed.

Boom!

Sun Yun's head was directly smashed into the wall.

Gu An stood in front of the other party, looked at the enemy who was already lifeless, and sighed softly: "Things have already come to this; there's no room for reconciliation."

At this moment, Ye Song and Mo Lan were terrified; Gu An was too strong, so strong that they didn't dare to fight him.

Wasn't it said that the other party was only at the seventh level of Qi Refining?

How did he suddenly become the eighth level of Qi Refining, and even know the Qi Sea Heavenly Gang?

When they first saw the Qi Sea Heavenly Gang, they knew it was a powerful technique.

Unfortunately, they couldn't learn it at all.

It required a long time.

Even if ordinary people had the patience, they wouldn't be able to persevere until they mastered it.

"Junior, Junior Brother," Mo Lan looked at Gu An, her thoughts racing, and then said: "Now, shouldn't we break the formation? Go back and report?

Don't worry, I'll take care of their corpses, and I'll hand over the storage treasures to the sect when we go back.

Junior Brother doesn't need to do anything; just follow us."

"Yes," Ye Song also thought a lot and immediately said: "We are fellow disciples; the same number of people who came out must return, otherwise the sect will send people to investigate.

Losing anyone would be troublesome for Junior Brother and might even lead to expulsion from the sect.

Junior Brother should break the formation as soon as possible.

Being late won't be good for submitting the mission.

We're doing this for Junior Brother's own good."

Gu An looked at Ye Song and Mo Lan and shook his head slightly: "I won't trouble Senior Brother and Senior Sister; I'll take the storage treasures and handle the corpses myself."

Seeing that Gu An had dispersed the Qi Sea Heavenly Gang, Mo Lan became much bolder and said: "Junior Brother, sometimes you can't be too selfish, or your future path won't be easy; letting us take care of it will also be good for you."

Ye Song didn't speak; he stared at Gu An, always feeling that something was wrong.

The other party just stood there, his expression without any emotional fluctuations.

He could erupt with Gang Qi at any time.

He had been like that just now.

This is…

The posture of killing.

Sure enough, he saw Gu An take a step forward, and in an instant, Ye Song cried out in horror: "No, don't!"

Mo Lan still felt strange when she heard a "poof" sound.

A fist landed on her body, breaking through her.

Huh?

She looked at the person in front of her retracting his fist, somewhat in disbelief.

"For Junior Brother's future safety, I hope Senior Brother and Senior Sister can remain silent," Gu An said sincerely.

Only then did Mo Lan see that her gaze had already reached the ground.

Immediately afterward, her consciousness quickly disappeared.

Only in the last moment did she hear Ye Song's scream.

Thus, the world completely turned into nothingness.

The next day.

Gu An came to the front desk of the inn and said: "Check out."

"Okay," the waiter took back the room formation token and said:

"Senior can leave now."

Gu An nodded.

He walked out of the Moon Gazing Inn, facing the sunlight.

They wouldn't actively check the rooms.

Of course, even if they saw broken things, they wouldn't ask for compensation.

Just ordinary seats; they weren't worth much.

That day, Gu An returned to the Azure Wood Sect.

He went straight to the mission collection point.

At this moment, Chen Yue was still looking down at a book in the room.

There were some outer sect missions, but very few.

So her work was quite easy.

In her spare time, she would also predict whether these people would succeed.

Among the five teams, there was one that she felt was the easiest to predict.

That was the team that Gu An was in, looking for traitors.

The person who seemed to be at the sixth level of Qi Refining would probably not be coming back.

Thinking this, she marked it on the side to determine whether her guess was correct.

The person being targeted was the most unlikely to live long.