Gu An’s gaze remained fixed on the burning scroll on the table while his divine sense locked onto Outer Heaven.
Above the Great Heavenly Spirit Land hung seven suns; from within one of those suns, the eyes of a mysterious colossal creature opened and stared directly at Gu An’s attic.
It was this creature that caused the scroll to burn!
Gu An was not perturbed. The beings in those seven days all possessed the Cultivation Level of the Carefree Primordial Immortal, posing no threat to him, but he could feel that they bore great karmic debts and were backed by a mighty presence.
Thinking about it, it was normal—after all, if the Holy Court could contain them, either their patron was the Holy Court or their patron was feared by the Holy Court.
Regardless of the situation, Gu An did not want to stir trouble unnecessarily.
Soon, the scroll on the table turned to ash, yet it miraculously did not affect the table’s surface.
Shen Zhen asked, somewhat shaken, “What was that just now?”
Even with her Divinity Transformation Realm Cultivation Level, she could not understand how the flames appeared and vanished.
At this moment, she felt as if she had incurred the wrath of the heavens.
Gu An took a deep breath and said, “I’m not sure, it seems like you shouldn’t have painted yesterday’s vision.”
Shen Zhen frowned and asked, “Only yesterday?”
“It seems so, since you’ve painted other pictures before without such events occurring,” Gu An replied.
Thinking about it, the karmic debt hidden by Yang Jian seemed to be related to those seven days.
Shen Zhen took a deep breath and said, “Forget it; my cultivation is too weak, and I certainly cannot provoke them.”
With her words, Gu An saw the mysterious creature within the sun close its eyes.
Shen Zhen had managed to escape this ordeal; it was merely a warning, indicating that the mysterious beings of the seven days were not so murderous or domineering.
Gu An sat back down and teased, “You’re quite something, managing to draw a picture that provokes the wrath of the heavens.”
Shen Zhen did not take pride in that but earnestly said, “Indeed, I felt I was capturing an obscure and mysterious state while painting, and each time after I finished painting, it became easier for me to cultivate. Many confusions in cultivation would also become clearer.”
“It seems you’re also about to undergo a profound transformation,” Gu An said enviously.
Only then did Shen Zhen smile, snorting, “Be nicer to me from now on; perhaps I’ll become an Immortal someday.”
“Alright, Immortal Shen.”
“Good boy.”
“How shameless!”
“Hmm? Daring to offend a future Immortal?”
The two began to bicker, and the fear in Shen Zhen’s heart was swept away. She felt that she needed to be more cautious about her future paintings.
She had to discern clearly, what should be painted and what should not.
An hour later, Shen Zhen left.
Gu An then lay back in his chair and watched Yang Jian and Heaven Sect.
After awakening his past life memories, Yang Jian’s cultivation had not experienced substantial transformation, but his whole demeanor indeed had changed.
Gu An watched for a while and, confirming that Yang Jian was unharmed, withdrew his gaze.
In the days that followed, Yang Jian and Heaven Sect stayed on that island, protected by Heaven Sect’s formation; many Great Cultivators passed by, unable to detect their existence.
Until the summer came.
Gu An rode the Blood Prison Great Saint down from the Transmission Array Platform, feeling cheerful.
Just as he was about to leave, Nine-Finger Divine Lord approached him curiously and asked, “Gu An, your disciple An Xin has changed significantly lately; what did you teach her?”
Because Gu An had previously mentored Yang Jian, he believed An Xin’s changes were related to Gu An, which made him more curious about the being behind Gu An.
The most mysterious and powerful entity in the Supreme Sect was Sword Venerable Fudao.
Nine-Finger Divine Lord had always felt that Gu An was connected to Sword Venerable Fudao; perhaps Gu An’s achievement in Go was related to Sword Venerable Fudao.
As for the possibility that Gu An was Sword Venerable Fudao, after learning Gu An’s age, he ceased to think in that direction.
“Unique Daoist sorcery, indescribable and unutterable, unless you become my disciple,” Gu An looked down at Nine-Finger Divine Lord and said with a proud smile, causing Nine-Finger Divine Lord to roll his eyes.
“You know my Cultivation Level is quite high, and yet you dare take me as a disciple?” Nine-Finger Divine Lord said with irritation.
Gu An shrugged and replied, “The accomplished can be teachers; you surely have aspects where you lag behind me. Could it be that in your life you only pursue Cultivation Levels? Could it be that in this world, only Energy Absorption can lead to the Dao?”
Upon hearing this, Nine-Finger Divine Lord did not counter but fell into thought.
Gu An patted the head of the Blood Prison Great Saint, urging him to move forward.
The Blood Prison Great Saint had been cultivating the Primordial Reincarnation Skill for years. Though his Cultivation Level was still sealed, he was hopeful about the future.
A thousand years from now, he would surely become an Immortal!
Nine-Finger Divine Lord turned his head and asked, “Can one also achieve the Dao through playing Go?”
“Who can say for sure? No matter what you do, as long as you put your heart into it, everything is possible,” Gu An replied casually.
Nine-Finger Divine Lord had clearly been seriously injured; his Cultivation Level was certainly not just that of a Wandering Immortal, but Gu An was not interested in his past.
Watching Gu An’s retreating figure, Nine-Finger Divine Lord sensed a transcendental aura from this young man; he seemed to have seen through the mundane secular world, appearing more like an Immortal than actual Immortals.
Thus, it seemed that Sword Venerable Fudao remained in the Supreme Sect perhaps for this young man?
This speculation made Nine-Finger Divine Lord increasingly convinced.
It appeared staying in the Supreme Sect was the right choice.
Nine-Finger Divine Lord looked toward Divine Heart Son, who was reading under a tree; previously, he thought Divine Heart Son was possessed, but now upon seeing him again, he suddenly felt that Divine Heart Son might also achieve the Dao.
Then looking at the Third Medicine Valley, he had a strong feeling.
In the years to come, this Medicine Valley would spawn many beings who would stir the winds and clouds of the world.
This intrigued him, and anticipation bubbled up in his heart.
He would wait and see what kind of person Sword Venerable Fudao’s chosen land could nurture.
Elsewhere, Gu An went upstairs.
He closed the door of his room, sat down in the chair, and took the miniature Qingtian Peak that had become a piece of ornament at his waist, placing it on the table.
Today, he felt a slight anomaly within Qingtian Peak, related to that mysterious Heavenly Demon.
That fellow couldn’t restrain himself anymore!
Gu An’s divine sense probed into Qingtian Peak, which also concealed a realm within it. Although not as extensive as the realms within Divine Exotic City, this realm was broader than the Taicang Continent.
At that moment, inside a dilapidated temple, Gu An’s divine sense avatar walked in.
Sunlight pierced through the worn temple walls, elongating Gu An’s shadow.
Gu An approached a wall crowded with ancient paintings, pitted and aged, their history unknown.
“Come out, let’s talk; give me a reason, and I won’t erase you.”
Gu An stated emotionlessly, his gaze fixed on the wall.
As the words fell, wisps of Demonic Qi seeped from the surface of the dilapidated wall. Even in broad daylight, they appeared haunting and horrifying.
Shortly after, a gaunt, black-clad old man crawled out from the Demonic Qi as if transcending time.
His eyes brimming with bloodshot veins, he locked his gaze on Gu An the moment he emerged.
Upon standing up, he asked in a deep voice, “Who exactly are you, and what do you want?”
Gu An answered, “You impact Qingtian Peak toward my mountain; you ask me what I want?”
Upon hearing this, the old man’s expression grew even grimmer, and he fell silent, his eyes flickering.
“Are you here because of the Demon Fetus?” Gu An asked.
Upon hearing this, the old man’s face changed drastically, and his body began to tremble.
He stared intently at Gu An and asked, “What have you done to him?”
“I haven’t touched him yet, but the trouble he has caused me seems to be growing,” Gu An’s tone remained indifferent, making it hard for the old man to gauge his thoughts.
The old man hesitated before speaking, “You and us bear no enmity?”
Gu An remained silent.
Emboldened, the old man continued, “If you do not wish to be entangled in this great karma, it would be wise to leave this place. The Demon Fetus is a reincarnation of the Great Emperor from the Silent Destruction Domain, gestated for tens of thousands of years and immovable, with more Heavenly Demons yet to descend.”
Gu An pondered internally but asked aloud, “So, you have already established contacts with some of the upper echelons of the Holy Court?”
The old man answered, “If you truly don’t wish to involve yourself in this karma, it’s best not to inquire further. Inquiring more will inevitably alert certain beings.”
When Gu An put forward this question, it indicated to the old man that Gu An was not connected to the Holy Court, so he did not wish to make an enemy of Gu An.
Given Gu An’s methods in suppressing Qingtian Peak, he knew he was no match.
“What is the purpose of your infiltration into the Great Heavenly Spirit Land? It wouldn’t be to target the beings of this realm, would it? If so, where could I possibly flee to?” Gu An asked slowly. Experience more on empire
He was also making a decision.
Whether to leave Mortal World Peak.
Logically, if he wanted to avoid trouble, he should leave.
“The universe is vast; there are always places to hide. Besides, our plans cannot commence in the short term,” the old man replied, sensing Gu An’s intention to withdraw, he felt more confident.
“What was the Cultivation Level of the Demon Fetus in his previous life?” Gu An inquired.
“The Great Emperor, in his previous life, was an entity of the Immortal Eighth Layer Heaven. It won’t be difficult for him to reach the Immortal Seventh Layer Heaven in this life,” the old man replied.
Even though the old man was a Carefree Primordial Immortal, to him, reaching the Divine Immortal of Wondrous Dharma Realm was challenging, not to mention higher realms.
The Immortal Seventh Layer Heaven was already an existence that could traverse the universe in his mind, unless those eternal beings took action.
“Immortal Eighth Layer Heaven…”
Gu An’s expression turned ugly, but he was slightly relieved internally.
The Seventh Layer was the Dao Void Mysterious Immortal, and the Eighth Layer was the Divine Thought True Immortal Realm where he belonged!
He was at the ninth level of Divine Thought True Immortal Realm!
The old man, thinking Gu An had been frightened, continued, “As long as you leave this place, even if I find the Demon Fetus, it will take thousands of years to fully form him; you have plenty of time to find a new place for cultivation.”
Thousands of years?
The pressure in Gu An’s heart sharply decreased; if it took the old man thousands of years with his help, wouldn’t it take tens of thousands of years without him?
Gu An spoke, “Allow me a few more years to think, I should have that much time, right?”
The old man did not develop hostility toward him, so he wanted to give the old man a chance.
Upon hearing this, the old man’s expression relaxed considerably, and he raised his hand in salute, saying, “Of course, I hope you can see reason and not delay your future prospects.”
He could not escape Qingtian Peak, nor could he send out a message; he could only try to maintain good relations with Gu An by blending softness with firmness.