Chapter 410 Past Life Background

In the distant future!

An Xin and Blood Prison Great Saint were deeply shocked by Gu An’s words; they harbored no doubts, only boundless longing.

How advanced must Gu An’s Dao Level be to obtain Daoist Sorcery from the future?

An Xin let her imagination run wild for a moment before she couldn’t help but ask, “Master, you can see the future, what is it like? How long into the future will I live?”

Blood Prison Great Saint also looked toward Gu An, eager to ask the same question—who wouldn’t be curious about their own future?

Gu An replied indifferently, “The future is not fixed. If you knew it, it would change.”

Upon hearing this, An Xin was not satisfied and pressed on, “Then, is our fate good or bad?”

Gu An glanced at her and said, “With me, could it be bad?”

A smile blossomed on An Xin’s face as she began to flatter Gu An.

Blood Prison Great Saint was also excited, secretly admiring Gu An’s way of speaking; he thought it supremely domineering and decided he needed to learn it as well.

“Continue training, we’ll return later.”

Gu An continued reading, giving instructions aloofly.

Elated, An Xin turned around and began to reflect on her previous enlightenment.

Although training with Ultimate Battle Techniques had slightly extended An Xin’s maximum lifespan, it was not substantial.

The lifespans of An Xin, Ye Lan, and Zhen Qin were all increasing slowly; Gu An could only try to get them to reach the Nirvana Realm as soon as possible for a chance at a breakthrough.

Currently, they primarily relied on the Primordial Reincarnation Skill and Gu An’s Elixirs to extend their lives. Gu An was only reassured by their high cultivation spirit and their refusal to give up on training.

As night fell.

Gu An descended from a tree and began to guide An Xin’s cultivation.

Only the next morning did they travel to Tianya Valley where, after gathering medicinal herbs, they returned to Mystic Valley.

Regardless of what they were cultivating, harvesting medicinal herbs and accumulating lifespan were Gu An’s highest priorities; nothing could delay this.

Recently, Gu An was contemplating another matter.

Where should he break through next?

He felt that breaking through in the Silent Destruction Domain would sooner or later bring great trouble to the Great Heavenly Spirit Land.

The thought of facing Immortals still pressured Gu An.

A more distant place for the breakthrough was necessary!

The universe was vast, after all, hiding other Great Heaven and Earths; it might bring trouble to other lands, but sacrifices had to be made to preserve his own land.

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Two years later, at the age of 730, Gu An was visiting Ye Mansion within the Sub-sect where he and Ye Lan sat listening to Zhen Qin recount thrilling battles from years past. Energetic, she occasionally stepped on a stool, her emotions fluctuating with the dramatic shifts of the events.

Gu An was very supportive, not only listening intently but also expressing various emotions.

Ye Lan did not intervene. She watched Zhen Qin boast to Gu An with a smile. As the spring breeze swept through the courtyard, she felt nothing could be better than this day, having all the people she cared about around her—wasn’t this the luckiest thing in life?

After Zhen Qin finished, she sat down, hands on the table, and looked at Gu An, asking, “Master, is the Divine Dao that’s been widely discussed recently real or fake? The Mortal World’s deity speaks greatly, but for many years there hasn’t been any real movement, just rampant rumors.”

The rumors of the Divine Dao had reached the Supreme Sect; it was said that believing in the Divine Dao could grant Divine Power and help one survive the upcoming darkest years, quite miraculous indeed.

Gu An had also heard such statements in the Third Medicine Valley, but he hadn’t taken them seriously.

The future was becoming more chaotic, and the deity of Mortal World’s Divine Dao was merely one part of the grand torrent of the world and hardly decisive in the future’s direction.

The deities’ proclamations were loud, but essentially, he was just a pawn of the Holy Court. How could a pawn compare to the Holy Court?

More Free Immortals would appear; during Gu An’s previous breakthrough, two Free Immortals had sneaked into the Reincarnation Vortex, the purpose of which was still unclear.

“Who can really know what’s true or false? But I’ve heard it’s quite chaotic overseas. If the Divine Dao can relieve suffering and difficulty, even if it’s false, I’m willing to believe it’s true,” Gu An responded, his words sincere. In his view, the might of an Immortal wasn’t key; since one is deemed an Immortal, they should prioritize aiding all living beings.

Whether in his past or present life, stories about Immortals were always about righteousness and great benevolence, signifying that the meaning of Immortals wasn’t merely human fantasy but rather a notion once conveyed by the Immortals themselves.

Since it had been conveyed, that was the role these Immortals granted themselves.

Zhen Qin nodded and said, “Exactly, what difference is there between an Immortal that doesn’t help others and the Immortal Dynasty or Holy Court?”

The world certainly did not need another Immortal Dynasty or Holy Court.

Ye Lan spoke up, “These matters are too distant for us; why think too much about them? It might be better to contemplate how to achieve Nirvana.”

Hearing this, Zhen Qin frowned slightly and asked, “Nirvana, is there really hope for us?

Despite already being a Great Cultivator of the Void Crossing Realm, she still felt Nirvana Realm was unattainably distant.

She could hardly imagine how others had reached the Nirvana Realm.

“Of course, there is. If you keep hope alive, anything can be realized. I believe you can do it,” Gu An said cheerfully.

Both women had reached the Void Crossing Realm, and a century ago, they had unleashed their cultivation levels, their maximum lifespans extending beyond twelve hundred years.

Ye Lan looked at Gu An, her gaze falling on his forehead.

Gu An’s apparent cultivation level remained at the Nascent Soul Realm, but both she and Zhen Qin knew he must be concealing a stronger cultivation level, especially since the Primordial Reincarnation Skill was passed to them by Gu An.

Over the years, Gu An’s bearing had grown increasingly strong, nothing about him indicating mediocrity.

“Master, if you release your cultivation level, could you reach Nirvana Realm in one go?” Zhen Qin asked curiously.

Gu An said, “Nirvana Realm? You underestimate me. I could directly advance to the Nine Heavens of Immortal Path.”

“Master, how many drinks have you had?”

“Do you think I’m bragging?”

“So, are you saying you’re even more formidable than Yang Xian Emperor?”

“Let’s say it’s fifty-fifty.”

“What does that mean? That you have a fifty percent chance?”

“Pfft!”

Zhen Qin burst into laughter at Gu An’s jests, and started boasting along with him.

Ye Lan watched them amusedly, though she didn’t think Gu An was as powerful; after all, she had grown up with Gu An, and knew the beings of Immortal Path Realms were ancient creatures thousands of years old.

It was said that Yang Xian Emperor had lived an indeterminate number of years, an evident age gap existing there.

However, Ye Lan thought of Sword Venerable Fudao backing Gu An.

That old man probably did have a fifty percent chance against Yang Xian Emperor.

Gu An’s bragging might also have been backed by inquiries to Sword Venerable Fudao, getting such an answer.

After a long chat, Gu An saw that the conversation had run its course and rose to take leave.

Ye Lan tried to keep him, but Gu An, wishing to explore the Sub-sect, politely refused.

Gu An left Ye Mansion alone and then strolled around the city.

Compared to Supreme Sect, the order in Sub-sect seemed even more chaotic, with many stalls on the streets selling practical items; all disciples coming to Sub-sect aimed to train in the lands of demons.

Many disciples bore wounds.

As the world descended into chaos, numerous demon and ghostly creatures infiltrated Taicang Continent, coming for survival. Gu An didn’t stop them; their arrival also helped the Human Race Cultivators to grow stronger. Of course, it was more dangerous, but ultimately, everything depended on individual strength.

Great Demon Creatures brought not only competitiveness but also Demon Treasures, providing more resources for cultivators.

The current Gu An didn’t hunt; merely harvesting medicinal herbs sufficed to significantly increase his life span.

As he walked, Gu An saw someone.

Zhang Shi!

The entity bound by the causality of Reincarnation, whose true self was a free Immortal undergoing Reincarnation Tribulation; he was also well-versed about Reincarnation Path Emperor, clearly no ordinary figure.

Gu An even suspected he might be the reincarnation of Saint Heaven.

Gu An approached and stopped Zhang Shi, hesitantly saying, “Brother Zhang?”

Zhang Shi recognized Gu An too; he was deeply impressed with the Valley Master who invented Go. He smiled, saying, “Daoist Friend Gu, it’s been a long time. I didn’t expect you to remember me.”

Seeing that his cultivation and life span hadn’t changed much, Gu An warmly said, “Indeed, it’s been a while; how about we find a pavilion and have a chat?”

Zhang Shi didn’t understand Gu An’s enthusiasm, given they had only exchanged a few words initially, but he didn’t refuse.

The two made their way to the inn, laughing and talking.

Thirty minutes later.

Gu An sat opposite Zhang Shi; seeing the pleasantries were over, he picked up the wine jug, poured wine for Zhang Shi, and smilingly asked, “Daoist Friend, why have you come to the Sub-sect?”

Zhang Shi answered, “I’m investigating an enemy who has concealed his identity and potentially hidden himself in Supreme Sect.”

Upon hearing this, Gu An frowned and asked, “Do you need any help?”

“You’re not even asking about our enmity? What if I was the one at fault?”

“If that were the case, he wouldn’t need to conceal his identity. Supreme Sect, as a sect of the Righteous Path, would assure justice if he joined them,” Gu An seriously stated.

Zhang Shi shook his head with a wry smile, seemingly trusting Supreme Sect excessively.

“Thank you for your kindness, but I can handle it myself. I mustn’t trouble others or involve the innocent.”

While talking, Zhang Shi kept his eyes on Gu An’s forehead, asking, “Brother Gu, do you understand the golden Dao Patterns on your forehead?”

Gu An touched his forehead and said, “A friend from the Immortal Dynasty mentioned they were Dao Patterns, something that forms with Path Enlightenment.”

Zhang Shi smiled, “Impressive that you know. These indeed are Dao Patterns formed from Path Enlightenment, and not just any common enlightenment.”

He appraised Gu An, pondering, “Your past life must have had a significant background.”

Gu An, wide-eyed, asked in surprise, “My past life?”

“That’s right, your past life definitely belonged to one of the top powers of Heaven and Earth, but who exactly, I can’t see through yet,” Zhang Shi said, his gaze on Gu An deepening.

Gotcha!

Gu An frowned, asking, “Then what should I do? Does my reincarnation mean I have some sort of mission?”

Shaking his head, Zhang Shi replied, “Don’t think too much about it. Your task is simply to live this life with your heart, and knowing your past life is to help you live with more confidence.”

His fondness for Gu An grew—upon learning about his past life, Gu An didn’t boast about his greatness but pondered the purpose of his reincarnation.

Isn’t that a form of enlightenment itself?

Gu An sighed in relief, smiling, “That’s a relief. I’m used to living a peaceful life; honestly, I’d be scared if suddenly burdened with some mission.”