The next morning, Gu An rode the Blood Prison Great Saint to the Outer Gate City, having not visited for several months. Today, he sensed the presence of an old friend and decided to take a stroll.
He didn’t seek out that old friend, instead wandering around the city.
Nowadays, more and more people greeted him as he walked, and he couldn’t help but wonder if, in a thousand years, the Supreme Sect would be filled with his disciples.
Tsk tsk, and who knows how many more years he would need to become a Supreme Elder.
The Blood Prison Great Saint, having reached the Core Formation Realm, was even more imposing, standing two meters tall with its blood-red fur fluttering as they walked, causing disciples along the way to frequently look back.
“Master, why can’t Long Qing cultivate Spiritual Power? Yet, his Qi-Blood is increasing so quickly,” the Blood Prison Great Saint suddenly asked.
Gu An was not worried about people on the street overhearing, and he casually replied, “Perhaps there’s some hidden reason.”
Upon hearing this, the Blood Prison Great Saint felt more certain of his conjecture and asked cautiously, “Is he the same as me?”
“Mm.”
Gu An answered, and the Blood Prison Great Saint thought to himself that it must be true.
No wonder Shen Xinzi couldn’t see through it, it was the Master’s doing all along!
But why did the Master seal Long Qing’s powers?
This kid is really outrageous, his physique growing rapidly even with his cultivation sealed, could his talent be even more terrifying than Yang Jian’s?
The Master always finds peerless talents.
On second thought, perhaps it’s through the Master’s intervention that these people become peerless talents, like An Xin, whose insight and talent grow stronger day by day.
The Blood Prison Great Saint reflected silently, marveling at the unfathomable depth of his Master’s Dao Level.
After a while, he carried Gu An to the Heavenly Repair Platform.
The Heavenly Repair Platform was bustling as usual, crowded with people.
Gu An’s eyes landed on someone concealing a seventh-layer cultivation level of the Carefree Immortal Realm.
It was Zhang Xianwang from the Immortal Dynasty!
During a previous conference at the Heavenly Rankings, Zhang Xianwang had represented the Immortal Dynasty to win over Sword Venerable Fudao, meeting Gu An then.
Zhang Xianwang had also met with the Heaven Sect, and many years had passed, with the Heaven Sect having died. Gu An wondered what Zhang Xianwang would think upon hearing this.
Gu An got off and walked up to the Heavenly Repair Platform.
“Hey, kid, long time no see.”
A figure suddenly bumped into Gu An’s shoulder, it was Gu Yu.
Back in the day, using the names Gu Yu and Gu Zong as father and son, Gu An had written his first invigorating novel “Supreme Immortal Venerable,” making Gu Yu famous across the world. Their friendship was excellent; after Li Ya and Wu Jue became prodigies, the best relationship Gu An had was with Gu Yu and Zuo Lin.
Gu An rolled his eyes at him and said unenthusiastically, “Didn’t we just see each other the year before last?”
Gu Yu still looked young, he widened his eyes and exclaimed, “Have we drifted apart? Not seeing each other for two years, don’t you miss me?”
“Definitely not, I’m afraid you’ll pester me to write a book again.”
“Go away, am I that shallow? By the way, have you heard about Li Ya recently? He inherited the legacy of Three Pure Ones Mountain, it’s unbelievable, they say he is now a Great Cultivator of Mystic Heart Realm…”
Gu Yu mentioned Li Ya, then became extremely emotional.
He had become the surprised bystander character in the Supreme Immortal Venerable.
That’s the difference between reality and fiction; he was the brilliant protagonist in the novel, but in reality, he could only marvel at the achievements of his peers.
Gu An also felt emotional, admiring and respecting Li Ya.
While they were chatting, Zhang Xianwang suddenly approached.
Zhang Xianwang, dressed in a white robe, exuded an aura of immortality, drawing attention even on the Heavenly Repair Platform.
“Gu An, little brother, long time no see,” Zhang Xianwang’s voice came first, radiating cheerfulness.
Gu An turned to look, surprised, and said, “Daoist Friend Zhang, what brings you here? When did you arrive?”
He immediately bypassed Gu Yu and walked quickly toward Zhang Xianwang.
Having not seen each other for many years, Zhang Xianwang was very pleased to see Gu An. He had been thinking about the little friend with the Dao Pattern on his forehead and wondering how he was doing.
Gu Yu sized up Zhang Xianwang, sensing that this person’s cultivation was definitely not simple.
Now at the Nascent Soul Realm himself, his insight was far beyond what it once was.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Gu An introduced Gu Yu to Zhang Xianwang, but unfortunately, Zhang Xianwang showed little interest and merely nodded lightly.
“Why don’t we find a place to talk,” Zhang Xianwang suggested, looking at Gu An.
After hearing this, Gu An could only say goodbye to Gu Yu and then followed Zhang Xianwang away.
Gu Yu watched Gu An’s retreating back and couldn’t help muttering, “What kind of physique does this kid have? Or is it special Qi Fortune? How does he always attract high-level individuals?”
Inside the Third Medicine Valley, many Great Cultivators gathered, some to play chess, others drawn by the Nine-Finger Divine Lord and Shen Xinzi, making the Hall of Elders very curious about Gu An. However, with Lv Baitian’s support, no one dared to disturb Gu An.
After a while.
Gu An followed Zhang Xianwang to an inn, choosing a window-side seat on the third floor, where they were the only diners at that moment.
Zhang Xianwang inquired about how Gu An had been these past years, and Gu An started recounting his everyday life.
Though it was simple, Zhang Xianwang listened intently.
He had long told Gu An that having Dao Patterns, he would certainly be approached by others, but he hadn’t expected Gu An to still lead such an ordinary life.
The mundane things spoken from Gu An’s mouth somehow became interesting to Zhang Xianwang.
Hearing that the Bull Demon King could never catch up to the White Spirit Rat, Zhang Xianwang couldn’t help but laugh.
It was not until the server had brought all the food and drinks that Zhang Xianwang began to speak seriously, “Not to hide, I come from the Immortal Dynasty.”
Gu An stared, asking, “Which Immortal Dynasty?”
“In a far-off place, there is a continent that you call the Ends of the Earth. The beings there are born with cultivation of the Nirvana Realm, starting with a life span of at least ten thousand years…” Zhang Xianwang began to describe the Immortal Dynasty, leaving Gu An dumbfounded.
After outlining the basics of the Immortal Dynasty, Zhang Xianwang gazed at Gu An and asked, “Would you like to join the Immortal Dynasty? I can help you reach the Nirvana Realm.”
Gu An swallowed and asked, “Can I definitely reach it? Can I bring others along?”
Zhang Xianwang glared at him and said, “I only have my eyes on you, and you want to bring others? Forget it, the Immortal Dynasty doesn’t just casually accept beings from the outside.”
Hearing this, Gu An was immediately disappointed.
Zhang Xianwang felt both amused and annoyed, looking at Gu An with even greater admiration.
“Do you believe there are real immortals in the world?” Zhang Xianwang asked.
Gu An answered, “Of course, there are Mountain Gods on our continent, and I’ve heard there’s a Heavenly Court overseas.”
Zhang Xianwang scoffed, “The Heavenly Court is not the Court of Immortal Gods. I’m talking about real immortals, like the Heavenly Court in ‘Journey to the West.’ Our Immortal Dynasty is always seeking the true immortals, and I’ll tell you the truth, we’ve found them. We will clear the obstacles for the immortals, winning their favor for this world.”
As he spoke, his face showed longing.
Real immortals?
Gu An asked nervously, “Where are they?”
Zhang Xianwang raised his hand and pointed upward, then said, “Join us, or you will disappear along with the dirt of this mortal world.”
Outer Heaven?
Gu An suddenly believed it. Even if it wasn’t a true immortal, it must be an extremely powerful existence, powerful enough for the Immortal Dynasty to contend with the Heavenly Court.
But he was already a Third Grade Heavenly Position Holy Sword of the Heavenly Court, how could he join the Immortal Dynasty?
Although he had always been assigned various identities, from what Zhang Xianwang implied, did the Immortal Dynasty intend to end the world?