Looking at Yang Jian who was now a completely different person, Gu An smiled.
Yang Jian had reached the fifth layer of the Foundation Establishment Realm in one go. His qi-blood was even stronger than that of the Foundation Establishment Realm, proving that Gu An’s elixirs and medicinal herbs had not been wasted.
Of course, Yang Jian’s physique surely still held more mysteries that needed to be uncovered through future cultivation.
Gu An took out a blue robe and tossed it to Yang Jian, who hurriedly put it on.
The Immortal Seeking Taoist quickly walked up to Yang Jian and carefully looked him over. The more he looked, the happier he became, as if staring at a rare treasure, making Yang Jian feel very uncomfortable.
“Young friend, your master is exceedingly good to you. Do you know what kind of tribulation you just went through?”
The Immortal Seeking Taoist said. Upon hearing this, Yang Jian couldn’t help but ask what kind of heavenly tribulation it was.
Then, the Immortal Seeking Taoist began to explain the Mystic Dark Heavenly Tribulation and told him that it was Gu An who had dispelled the tribulation, bearing great heavenly tribulation consequences as a result.
Upon hearing this, Yang Jian’s face changed dramatically. He hurriedly bypassed the Immortal Seeking Taoist and ran to Gu An, kneeling before him.
“Master… Your disciple is not worthy of your actions… Your disciple let you down…”
Yang Jian’s forehead touched the ground, choking with emotion as he spoke.
He felt both moved and guilty in his heart. His master had changed his fate, not only by providing precious elixirs and medicinal herbs but also by bearing the consequences of the heavenly tribulation. The depth of this kindness was immense.
From childhood to adulthood, although he had not suffered hardships and had a happy family, ever since his spirit root was detected, his world had turned dark. Gu An not only brought him hope but also fulfilled that hope…
Yang Jian knew well that his master could train other disciples and was not obligated to choose him, which made the weight of this kindness even heavier.
Gu An looked down at him and said: “Since you have acknowledged me as your master, it is something a master should do. Get up now. I do not seek your repayment in the future, just that you avoid causing trouble and implicating your master.”
Yang Jian looked up and saw Gu An blinking at him. He immediately understood that his master was joking with him, just like Master Puti’s advice to Sun Wukong in “Journey to the West”.
“Master…”
“Get up now. A real man doesn’t cry, what kind of behavior is this?”
“Alright…”
Watching Gu An and Yang Jian, the Immortal Seeking Taoist felt deeply moved. He had a feeling that many years later, today’s events would become a story as Yang Jian’s name shook the world.
He took two steps forward and said: “Daoist friend, our meeting is fate. I have a divine skill here that I would like to give to your disciple, would you mind?”
Gu An said: “Jian’er, quickly bow in gratitude to Senior.”
Upon hearing this, Yang Jian turned around, cupped his fists, and bowed to the Immortal Seeking Taoist, thanking him for the divine skill.
The Immortal Seeking Taoist took out a secret book from his sleeve and handed it to Yang Jian: “Young friend, what is your name? I will keep an eye on your achievements in the future.”
Yang Jian took the secret book, first looking at Gu An. Seeing him nod, he then replied: “My name is Yang Jian.”
“Yang Jian?”
The Immortal Seeking Taoist noted the name; he felt like he had seen it somewhere in a book before.
Afterward, the Immortal Seeking Taoist did not disturb the master and disciple any further and took his leave.
Gu An began to teach Yang Jian the Heaven and Earth Primordial Skill!
The All Things Form and Energy Art and the Heaven and Earth Primordial Skill were Gu An’s foundation techniques. Even An Hao only practiced a lower version, showing how much Gu An valued Yang Jian.
Yang Jian had been in the valley for many years, though he didn’t have an outstanding personality, Gu An liked his honesty.
This boy had ambitions but did things steadily.
He clearly wanted to get close to Gu An but never looked for a chance to face Gu An directly. Instead, he dutifully served the Blood Prison Great Saint and the White Spirit Rat for years, which even Gu An found amusing.
In Gu An’s eyes, Yang Jian was like an unpolished gem, and he looked forward to seeing what kind of person Yang Jian would become under his careful training.
Gu An did not seek Yang Jian’s repayment in the future. Teaching Yang Jian was just an embellishment to his leisurely life.
He merely wanted to teach a disciple, nothing more.
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In the evening, at the Third Medicine Valley.
Gu An rode the Blood Prison Great Saint down from the Transmission Array Platform, with Yang Jian following beside him.
“Master, where have you been? I haven’t seen you for four days.” A passing An Xin asked curiously.
Her eyes turned to Yang Jian, widening as she carefully examined him.
“Just went out for a walk.”
Gu An casually replied, then dismounted and walked alone towards the pavilion.
An Xin immediately approached Yang Jian, examined him closely, and asked: “Are you really Yang Jian? How have you changed so much?”
Yang Jian had already mastered the sorcery of the All Things Form and Energy Art, letting him conceal his aura, but he couldn’t precisely disguise his realm.
He said nervously: “Master gave me an elixir to temper my muscles and bones, so my skin has become a bit whiter.”
“I see, it looks like Master has accepted you as a closed-door disciple.” An Xin smiled. She did not harbor any jealousy, as her master was far more powerful than Gu An.
Although the disciples of the Medicine Valley all called Gu An Master, it was merely a term of respect with no actual relationship.
Yang Jian scratched his head and smiled. Though still shy, he now exuded more confidence.
The two chatted for a while, and more and more disciples noticed Yang Jian’s changes, gathering around to inquire.
In just a few days, Yang Jian seemed to have transformed from a countryside boy into a clean and handsome young gentleman, which was quite a shock for the disciples who knew him.
Soon, the news about Yang Jian becoming Gu An’s closed-door disciple spread, and because of Yang Jian’s transformation, Gu An became even more mysterious in the eyes of the disciples.
In the days to follow, Yang Jian continued to do chores like other servant disciples, but he spent most of his spare time on cultivation, hiding in his room for most of the day. To prevent anyone from disturbing his cultivation, Gu An arranged a separate courtyard for him.
Yang Jian truly felt the change in status that came with becoming Gu An’s disciple, making him even more grateful to Gu An.
Time flew by.
Another new spring festival arrived. The Immortal Cultivation World was already dominated by the Heavenly Rankings Tournament. The Supreme Sect had set the specific date for the Heavenly Rankings Tournament to be in ten years during the Spring Festival.
When Ye Lan and Zhen Qin came to the Third Medicine Valley to visit Gu An, Gu An introduced Yang Jian to them and pointed out that he was his disciple.
Because of this, Ye Lan even gifted Yang Jian a magic artifact.
Zhen Qin was very happy, considering herself his senior sister and told him to come to the Inner Sect if he ever needed anything.
Little did they know, Gu An introduced Yang Jian to them to provide them with a backing.
Since his physique awakening, Yang Jian had cultivated for half a year, raising his cultivation level from the fifth layer to the sixth layer of the Foundation Establishment Realm. This speed was very fast, and it was estimated that he could form his core before the Heavenly Rankings Tournament started. One should know that half a year ago, he was only a third-layer Energy Cultivation cultivator.
Apart from the increase in cultivation level, Yang Jian’s understanding of the All Things Form and Energy Art was very quick. It seemed he was naturally suited for body refinement.
Lv Baitian also visited the Third Medicine Valley to speak with Gu An. Gu An similarly introduced Yang Jian to Lv Baitian.
In the room, Lv Baitian looked over Yang Jian, who was energetic, becoming more astonished as he gazed.
This qi-blood was extraordinary!
Even though Yang Jian hid his cultivation level, his aura made anyone feel that he was not ordinary at first glance.
Upon knowing that this person was the Sect Leader of the Supreme Sect, Yang Jian was very surprised. But compared to before, he treated others more composedly, a confidence that came from his strength.
Moreover, he knew his master was a Loose Immortal, more powerful than anyone in the Supreme Sect.
This secret was only known to him and the Blood Prison Great Saint, making him more proud.
“Your disciple is remarkable. It’s a waste for him to be your disciple. Why not let him come with me to the Inner Sect for training?” Lv Baitian said.
Before Gu An could answer, Yang Jian quickly responded: “Thank you for your kind offer, Sect Leader, but I only wish to serve my master! I will never take a second master in this life!”
Lv Baitian’s expression became strange.
Gu An chuckled and said: “Naughty boy, how dare you interrupt when I’m speaking with the Sect Leader.”
Lv Baitian couldn’t help but look at Gu An. For some reason, he felt that Gu An had changed. This change was hard to articulate.
Auras!
Yes!
That was the feeling! From the moment he entered the room, he felt that Gu An and Yang Jian shared a common aura, one that only the proudest of heaven possessed.
Could it be that Gu An had encountered a great opportunity?
Lv Baitian pondered and then smiled: “No harm done. Since he is your disciple, I wouldn’t force it. Let’s talk about the Heavenly Rankings Tournament.”
Gu An nodded, and the two began discussing the Heavenly Rankings Tournament.
Only then did Yang Jian learn that the Heavenly Rankings Tournament, which had become the talk of the Immortal Cultivation World, was his master’s idea.
Although a bit surprised, he was not shocked.
What is the Heavenly Rankings Tournament compared to this? His master was a Loose Immortal, definitely the most powerful in the world. Even the mysterious Sword Venerable Fudao might not be his master’s opponent!
Sword Venerable Fudao’s battle records were widely known, but the realm of his opponents was not clearly transmitted. At least, Yang Jian didn’t know.
An ancient hour later, the three descended the stairs. Lv Baitian did not leave but stayed at the Third Medicine Valley for the festival, chatting with Gu An. He found it very enjoyable, as Gu An always inspired him, and there was no scheming between them. They could open up their hearts and drink freely.
Yang Jian was also praised by many disciples. His wine cup rarely left his hand, making this the happiest Spring Festival of his life.
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Late at night, Gu An came to Nianchu Cave, bringing fine wine and delicacies. He sat with Tian Yao’er, Tianqing, and Tian Bai around a stone table.
“Eat slowly; there’s plenty more.” Gu An said, watching the three demons devour the food, laughing.
He still wore a mask, which exposed his mouth so he could drink.
Tian Yao’er put down the roasted lamb leg in her hand, wiped the grease from the corner of her mouth, and asked curiously: “Master, you seem very happy?”
“Not bad. I accepted a disciple in the past half-year. He has excellent talent and constantly gives me surprises, so I’m naturally in a good mood.” Gu An replied, taking the opportunity to caution the three demons not to be lazy.
Tian Yao’er frowned and asked: “Disciple? Male or female?”
“Male, why?”
“Nothing. Don’t worry, Master, I won’t disappoint you either. I’ll spar with your disciple sometime in the future.” Tian Yao’er said confidently.
Gu An smiled and agreed to the request.
Although Tian Yao’er’s maximum lifespan was longer than Yang Jian’s, as a demon, it was not comparable. In terms of talent, Tian Yao’er could not match Yang Jian.
Gu An was more eager to see a spar between An Hao and Yang Jian.
After the Spring Festival, he planned to find a place to break through and then visit An Hao.