Obsession

After chasing at a leisurely pace for about two minutes, Gu Chu estimated that the distance the two had run was about right. He stopped abruptly, as if preparing to turn back.

It seemed that the one being chased had the final say on whether to stop this chase. In reality, the one who could truly influence the entire situation was Gu Chu. After all, he wasn't the one who needed this chase; Fu Hua was.

Sure enough, the moment Gu Chu stopped, the flying swords circling around him immediately showed their edges, surrounding and attacking him.

The same six flying swords, but this time, Gu Chu didn't even wait for the first round of attacks before he struck the Crimson Shadow again, shattering the entire sword formation.

"I say... do you have any other tricks?" Gu Chu stopped his return steps and looked at Fu Hua, who was standing not far away, and yawned in boredom.

"You want to get away from those people, so I ran with you. You don't want those guys to get involved, so I can give you that face." Gu Chu didn't care about Fu Hua's ready-to-fight stance at all.

"But my face isn't easy to accept. You'd better have some new tricks to keep me here, or give me some interest, let me play with you a little longer...

"If you don't have that ability..." Gu Chu laughed, a mocking smile in his eyes. "I might try to see if their deaths can make you burst out with a power that interests me more..."

Fu Hua's heart tightened. She knew this was his final ultimatum.

"Okay," Fu Hua took a deep breath, her whole body and mind focused on this battle.

Gu Chu glanced at the flying swords circling around him, especially the Crimson Shadow that he had knocked away twice. Then, as if he had a sudden idea, he looked at Fu Hua.

"Although I don't know who you are, I recognize your swordsmanship. You're from the Taixuan Martial Arts school, right?" Even though Fu Hua didn't answer, Gu Chu continued to speak to himself.

He pointed to an empty spot. "I've seen the owner of this sword, called... Madman Ma? Ma Feima? Heh, I don't remember many names. That guy is indeed strong enough. Even if I were to fight him again, I might not be able to defeat him...

"And you seem to be even more powerful than that guy... My strength is about the same as your physical fitness, but you've been able to toy with me several times and pose a considerable threat.

"And your sword moves also look a little familiar... you..." Gu Chu narrowed his eyes. "Are you that guy's master?"

"What, has no one guessed that before? That's right... to those old things, seniority and time seem more important. No one is willing to believe that above the famous Seven Swords of Taixuan is actually a woman who hasn't even reached adulthood."

"But the sword path doesn't lie. You and that guy have too many similarities in your sword moves, but he has more cumbersome details, which is a sign of self-adaptation, while you are the source of the sword moves."

Gu Chu took a deep breath and closed his eyes, as if recalling that battle.

Fu Hua just watched him. Even though he seemed to be full of openings now, she didn't have the slightest thought of launching a sneak attack.

She had positioned herself very well. Now, there was only one goal she should strive for—to stall for time.

And to gather as much information as possible for Otto and the others.

She had a running camera on her, broadcasting the scene here in real time.

"That was the most unforgettable battle... the only time I was defeated fair and square..." A rapturous expression appeared on Gu Chu's face, making it hard not to suspect that there was something wrong with him.

"Although I really want to say... if we fight again, I won't lose, but I'm not sure... I found that I'm actually not sure I can win!"

"Yes... it's this kind of unknown that fascinates me!" He suddenly let out a hearty laugh. "Do you know! After fighting all my enemies once, I can clearly simulate a second battle with them!

"But he's the only one! I can't simulate it! I didn't fully learn his Taixuan Sword Art... He's like an unlit star, there, I can see it, but I can't touch it!

"It's so uncomfortable... this feeling is really so uncomfortable!" The person who was just laughing wildly was now scratching his face desperately with his hands, completely disregarding the fact that his nails had already broken his skin, causing the flesh on his face to turn outwards.

However, those shallow wounds quickly healed in the next moment. Fu Hua slightly adjusted her posture so that the camera could focus on his face, which was constantly being scratched by himself and then quickly healing.

An extraordinary self-healing ability... another new piece of information.

Suddenly, Gu Chu's movements stopped. He slowly raised his head and looked at Fu Hua.

"But now... I've found their source... I've found you, who are stronger than them!"

He straightened up, and a majestic aura burst out in an instant, rushing towards her like a landslide and a tsunami.

"You are stronger than anyone I have ever seen! You are the last person I have to challenge on this path!

"Come on, let me feel the true Seven Swords of Taixuan! I won't use any super-spec power, and as long as you make me lose seven times, I will not only let you leave here safely, but I will also help you hunt that creature all over the world!

"And even, I will help you get rid of all the other Herrschers! Until you have no other worries and can fight me again with your hands completely free!

"Let me see how much of a gap in strength a skill that can defeat me seven times can cross!"

"Let me prove—whether effort is more important, or talent is superior!!"

Fu Hua was stunned. Not because of his madness, nor because of what he said about proving talent versus effort, but because she saw hope.

Her hope of victory!

Seven times... this was an extremely harsh condition, but she had no room to bargain, did she?

"Okay, I agree," Fu Hua loosened her hand, and the Xuanyuan Sword in her hand fell to the ground. The six flying swords that had been circling around Gu Chu returned to her side.

She raised her hand, and a long, thin, soft sword gently floated into her hand.

The Crimson Shadow of the sixth disciple could no longer be used. He had broken through the sword formation twice from the Crimson Shadow, which meant that he already had a deep understanding of it.

"This first sword is called [Dust-Clearing Willow]," Fu Hua said, cupping her fist in a bow.

Gu Chu's smile disappeared, and he stomped on the ground.

A wave of wind blew away all the snow and dust within a hundred meters, revealing the ground that had been flattened by extreme force.

"Since you want to win, be careful not to get yourself killed!"