Chapter Seventeen Final Preparations

  Today is a rare good weather with warm sunshine, clear blue sky and no clouds.

  Gao Huan, who had just left the Wu Xin Pavilion, was able to maintain a calm mood, but after encountering such an oddball, his mood naturally wouldn't be too good. Seeing the vast blue sky and clear air, his mood involuntarily lifted.

  Taking advantage of the last day, Gao Huan wanted to buy some suitable things in Xuanwu Hall for the final preparation of tomorrow's competition. In Xuanwu Hall, there were all kinds of craftsmen who made various weapons and instruments. As long as you had money, even if you couldn't buy it, you could have it custom-made.

  In the battle against Huo Xiong, Peng Xiu and others' weapons all fell into Gao Huan's hands. Among them, Peng Xiu's Flowing Light Twin Swords were of the highest grade, but those light and airy twin swords were as thin as paper, without corresponding sword techniques and mental methods, making it very difficult to use well. Gao Huan holding the twin swords was not even better than being unarmed.

  Fei Xue practiced the Mo Xin Lian Huan, although she was a practitioner of the art, her slender and agile physique made her more suited to wielding the Flowing Light Twin Swords. The twin swords were given to Fei Xue.

  Among them, Zhou Ping's ebony bow was too long and dazzling, Gao Huan had great strength but didn't understand archery, couldn't shoot arrows like Zhou Ping's linked arrow, so the longbow wasn't taken. The truly useful ones were the black rhinoceros leather waistband on Zhou Ping's body, a few flying knives, and thirty-six poisonous feather needles.

  Gao Huan is most skilled in the White Tiger Seven Killing Claw and the Green Dragon Turning Sea Leg. His staff technique can only be said to be ordinary. He uses a black iron staff, mainly because it is heavy enough and cheap and easy to use. But he has also learned hidden weapons. The "Sky Flower Rain" cannot be used, but the Six Laws of Hidden Weapons are also practiced extremely skillfully.

  The knowledge from his past life made Gao Huan attach great importance to the use of hidden weapons that could hit opponents at medium and long distances. The power of his Golden Wheel of Five Phases was formidable, with fingers and wrists as flexible as can be, making him a master of using hidden weapons.

  But Zhao He's poisonous needle was too light, without special techniques, it couldn't exert its power. Zhou Ping's flying knife was too thick and long. Gao Huan preferred to use a willow-leaf flying knife with two pointed ends.

  The eastern annex of the Xuanwu Hall is also divided into grades A, B, C and D. With Gao Huan's cultivation, he can barely use grade C. The first two halls don't even need to be looked at.

  The room of the third prince was spacious, with swords and spears standing against the wall, their sharp blades gleaming in the light. The craftsmanship was exquisite. The side hall was very large, with over a hundred pieces of weapons on display. Many disciples wearing black clothes were inside, carefully selecting and trying out different weapons to find one that suited them.

  Inside, there were four or five attendants, but they all lazily stood aside. They had rich experience and knew that these apprentices who came in didn't have any money, so it wasn't worth the effort to entertain them. Moreover, more than half of them just window-shopped, wanting to buy but unable to afford it.

  Gao Huan casually took a look around and found all the weapons to be quite good, but none of them suited him.

  He finally stopped in front of a large case. The case was filled with all kinds of dark weapons, long and short, thin and thick, heavy and light. From flying needles to throwing arrows, from golden coins to poisonous darts, everything was available.

  Gao Huan found a three-inch-long willow leaf flying knife, picked it up and weighed it, the weight was very heavy, the center of gravity was distributed at both ends, the blade was sharp but dull, without the usual gleam.

  "How much does this cost?" asked Gao Huan.

  Behind the case, a young disciple in green clothes saw someone asking for the price and his spirit was stirred up: "Younger brother, this is indeed a good thing. The blade is made of sea-bottomed mysterious steel, sharp but not shiny, can break all kinds of horizontal exercises, internal armor, and protective aura, it's best used for stealth attacks..." The disciple on duty looked sneaky, his voice was already extremely low by the last sentence.

  Gao Huan smiled, this flying knife is not bad, but to say it can break through the body's aura is too exaggerated. The sales technique of blowing up goods with nonsense was seen by Gao Huan in his previous life. He said directly: "How much money?"

  "That man stretched out his palm and gestured: 'Such a good Xuan Gang Liu Ye flying knife, only five silver coins, only five silver coins...'"

  "It's too expensive." Gao Huan shook his head, the price was too high, obviously they were trying to rip him off. These disciples of the sect, when selling things, naturally raised the price to profit from it.

  That man saw Gao Huan was very sincere about buying, so he said: "If you buy more, I'll make it cheaper."

  Gao Huan said: "I want ten."

  "Take all four taels of gold." The man said generously.

  "One or two." Gao Huan calmly haggled.

  "You're crazy, this is Xuan Gang, Xuan Gang, three or two."

  "Two ounces."

  The most boring haggling, Gao Huan bought ten flying knives with two pieces of gold. After Gao Huan paid the money and was about to leave with the flying knives, he heard someone behind him exclaim in surprise: "Isn't that Wu Kong?"

  Gao Huan turned his head to look, and it was Zhang Yuan and Liu Kong from the same room. Zhang Yuan saw Gao Huan's face and his expression changed even more, "Liu Kong, how did you become like this?"

  Zhang Yuan's loud voice suddenly attracted a lot of people's attention.

  "He's actually quite clever, doesn't look like an idiot at all!"

  "You know what, he's actually the most notorious waste material. I don't know how he managed to pass the first two big comparisons, but this time he offended Qin Heng and he's definitely dead."

  "I heard that this good-for-nothing actually got a large sum of money. Unfortunately, it will only benefit those people from Qinglong Hall."

  "This time, the inner disciples are exceptionally talented, and I heard that the sect is also particularly concerned about this grand competition. The rewards for the true transmission disciples are extremely generous and astonishing. All the inner disciples who have a chance will go crazy with such intense competition, even if Qin Heng and Wu Kong, those trash, would definitely die."

  The people around were talking about Gao Huan in a low voice. For the martial artist with keen senses, these words were almost like being said to his face. But no one paid attention to Gao Huan, and they spoke without any restraint.

  Whenever others say that Gao Huan is a waste, Gao Huan always has a few points of amusement in his heart. Gao Huan ignored the discussions around him and smiled slightly at Zhang Yuan, "After being hungry for a few days, he naturally became thinner."

  Zhang Yuan and Liu Kong were speechless, neither of them was foolish. Gao Huan's current state clearly indicated a significant improvement in his cultivation. However, Gao Huan's joking tone obviously meant he didn't want to tell them the truth. Zhang Yuan, filled with jealousy and hatred, couldn't help but provoke Gao Huan: "Wu Kong, Qin Heng said that during the competition, he would cut off your four limbs, making you wish you were dead."

  "Oh," Gao Huan responded indifferently and turned to leave. That kind of nonchalance made Zhang Yuan, who was expecting a joke, extremely disappointed, and he said to Liu Kongdao, "He really does have a problem with his brain!"

  Liu Kong patted his own bright head and sighed, "We're on the verge of death, and you're still worried about whether Wu Kong's brain is okay. I think it's your brain that's really got a problem!"

  Zhang Yuan suddenly fell silent, indeed, this time the great comparison was extremely dangerous, and even if Wu Kong was involved, it had nothing to do with him.

  After leaving the Xuanwu Hall, Gao Huan secretly digested the news he had just heard. He had been in seclusion for a month and didn't even know what adjustments the sect had made to the Grand Competition. What Gao Huan feared most was that the sect would adjust the rules of the Grand Competition, which would be troublesome.

  As for the reward of improving the sect, Gao Huan didn't care much. Before becoming a true disciple, he went to calculate things that didn't belong to him, it was just a waste of effort.

  Gao Huan returned to his residence, only to find the room empty. With the Grand Competition approaching, all the inner disciples were restless. At this time, they either went out to buy weapons or elixirs, formed gangs and cliques, or went to curry favor with the strong, seeking a way to survive.

  The three people who lived with Gao Huan were the worst in the dry area, and they would live in the same room as Gao Huan. With Gao Huan's calmness and warmth, he should have gotten along well with several people.

  But these three people looked down on Gao Huan. Among the three, Zhang Yuan was petty and narrow-minded, Fan Lou was cold and selfish, and Liu Kong was foolish outside but cunning inside. There was no need to associate with such people. Over the years, Gao Huan's relationship with them had always been very distant and chilly.

  Fortunately, everyone's situation was not good, and the other three people did not have the ability to bully Gao Huan. Everyone could still barely cohabitate in one room without turning against each other or resorting to violence.

  This time, the only way to survive is to step on others to move up. It's a matter of life and death, so Zhang Yuan and Liu Kong are no longer polite to Gao Huan either. Zhang Yuan repeatedly provokes and stimulates Gao Huan, which is also for this reason.

  Honglian Temple waited for ten years, Zhang Yuan's face was seen by Gao Huan many times. He had just been reborn in Wu Kong's body and still had some hot blood. Fei Xue wasn't the only one he saved, but most of those he saved didn't show any gratitude afterwards, and even became enemies.

  In the last few years, Gao Huan's passion and blood had been exhausted, and he was too busy to take care of himself. His heart became even colder, harder and more profound, and his handling of affairs also became more decisive. Otherwise, with the soul of a former life, Gao Huan would not have been able to kill people without blinking an eye. When encountering the machinations of the law enforcement disciples, he did not hesitate to strike and kill them.

  Here, all of Gao Huan's current state is the result of countless trials and tribulations, step by step. The hardships and difficulties in between are truly unbearable to recall.

  Past events reappeared one by one in front of her eyes, and memories from past lives also emerged. If possible, Gao Huan would rather be an ordinary person in his past life, instead of now facing the test of life and death every day, staring at those cruel and bloody scenes.

  A decade of sharpening a sword. Tomorrow is the day he will show off his skills. Gao Huan, although having lived two lifetimes, couldn't help but feel an overwhelming surge of emotions at this moment.

  After a long time, Gao Huan's heart slowly calmed down. All the tension, excitement, unease, and agitation, like foam on the surface of the water, sank to the bottom of his heart as the lake of his mind became calm.

  Calm and peaceful, the mind gradually enters a profound and mysterious state of being. Gao Huan guards this empty and clear realm, not thinking, not pondering, as if awake yet not awake, cultivating his spirit and calming his heart amidst the primordial void and stillness.

  Gao Huan had not eaten or drunk anything all day, only taking a high-quality Yuan Condensing Pill and sitting quietly on his bed to adjust his breath.

  Quietly delighted, like a mouthful of spring water, clear and deep. In the stillness, I don't know how much power is hidden.

  An inexplicable atmosphere made the three people in the room feel particularly estranged. They were originally still discussing tomorrow's competition, occasionally cursing and venting, but somehow, the three of them gradually felt that this venting was very boring.

  Until nightfall, the other three people did not utter a single word. Each person lay on their own bed, tossing and turning, a silent night.

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