Ling Xiao nodded like a bobblehead.
"I have an idea—we can disguise ourselves as brothers from a remote area, you focus on Sword Dao, I’ll specialize in Buddhist Law."
"Brothers?"
Gu Sheng raised an eyebrow.
"Blood brothers!"
Ling Xiao put on a serious face.
"That way, even if our behavior is odd, it can be explained by ’deep brotherly affection’."
"Watch this!"
Ling Xiao rolled his eyes dramatically at Gu Sheng, then his body emitted a series of cracking sounds.
His aura changed abruptly, the gentle, peaceful Buddhist demeanor vanished, replaced by a sharp edge.
More shockingly, his facial features began to twist and deform, his height seemingly grew by ten centimeters, and even his gaze turned fierce and intimidating!
"This..."
Gu Sheng’s eyes widened.
"How did you do that?"
Ling Xiao returned to his original appearance and raised an eyebrow smugly.
"Family secret technique, ’Thousand Faces Illusion Technique’. No external aids needed, completely changed from the inside out."
Gu Sheng was shaken to the core.
This secret technique is practically tailor-made for their current predicament! If mastered, their chances of infiltrating Qinghe Holy Land would increase by at least fifty percent.
"Can a Saint Master-level expert see through it?"
Gu Sheng asked eagerly.
Ling Xiao pondered.
"Unless they deliberately probe with Divine Thought, even a Saint Master would have difficulty distinguishing truth from illusion."
"However, this technique consumes a lot of mental energy, and can only be sustained for 24 hours."
Gu Sheng’s gaze was serious.
"Teach me!"
"Now?"
Ling Xiao was taken aback.
"This secret technique is obscure and difficult to understand, even with your talent, it would at least..."
"There’s no time."
Gu Sheng interrupted him.
"I feel the pursuers are getting closer."
In the distance, the sky faintly echoed with the sound of piercing through the air.
Both immediately turned into two streaks of shadows and vanished into the depths of the dense forest.
As night fell, they found a cave in the midst of an ancient forest.
Inside the cave, a Three-eyed Demon Wolf was lurking, possessing Heavenly Palace Realm strength.
The demon wolf was pierced through the throat by Gu Sheng’s sword.
"We’ll rest here tonight."
Gu Sheng flicked the blood pearl off his sword.
"First, pass me the secret technique mantra."
As the campfire rose, the aroma of roasted wolf meat filled the cave.
After a full meal, Gu Sheng quickly entered the depths of the cave to begin pondering the ’Thousand Faces Illusion Technique’ taught by Ling Xiao.
"Let the heart move according to intent, let the shape change with thought..."
Gu Sheng whispered the mantra, attempting to mobilize the spiritual power within his body to run through a specific route.
At first, there was no response, but gradually he felt his facial muscles begin to heat slightly.
Strands of spiritual power interwove under his skin, gradually altering the contours of his bones.
"Ugh..."
Gu Sheng groaned.
The pain of forcefully altering one’s body structure was akin to scraping bones to cure poison.
At the cave entrance, Ling Xiao heard the commotion and couldn’t help but remind.
"Don’t rush! Take it slowly, or it will damage your foundation!"
Gu Sheng, however, turned a deaf ear, gritting his teeth and continuing.
The more time wasted, the greater the danger.
Sweat drenched his clothes, the intense pain blurred his vision. Yet, Gu Sheng persevered until the dawn broke in the east—
"I did it!"
A low shout echoed from within the cave. Ling Xiao hurriedly ran inside, only to see that Gu Sheng’s appearance had completely changed.
Square face with a wide forehead, thick eyebrows like knives, a rugged man through and through.
"You..."
Ling Xiao was stunned.
"Mastered it in one night?"
Gu Sheng grinned, his voice now hoarse.
"How do I look?"
"Monster!"
Ling Xiao shook his head in admiration.
"It took me three months to change my face back then!"
...
Meanwhile, at Tianlan Sacred Land.
In the Heavenly Hall atop Holy Heaven Peak, the Tianlan Saint Master stood by the window.
"The Grand Elder really said that?"
The elder kneeling below replied respectfully.
"Yes. The Grand Elder ordered us to immediately send a communication, asking the Saint Master and elders to go to Two Realms Mountain."
The Tianlan Saint Master turned around, his brow full of worry.
"All six Great Holy Lands are mobilized?"
"Not just them." The elder’s forehead was sweating.
"The Qinghe Saint Master is suspected to have personally arrived, the Grand Elder is most apprehensive of him."
The expressions of several elders in the hall changed at the news.
The Qinghe Saint Master—one of the top few beings in the Xinghong Spirit Domain!
"Nonsense!" A red-faced elder slammed the table.
"Is it worth risking so much for one Gu Sheng?"
The Tianlan Saint Master raised his hand to stop him.
"The Grand Elder has his own reasons for acting."
He walked to the sand table in the center of the hall, gazing at the area representing Qinghe Holy Land.

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