After inheriting the memories of Yang Xian, Gu An had received Yang Xian’s Sword Dao inheritance, which was the essence of his life’s cultivation.
Holy Heart Sword Dao!
This Sword Dao uses the heart as its foundation; whatever the heart conceives can be transformed into one’s own sword.
Flowers, grass, trees, and woods can become swords, mountains, rivers, seas can become swords, all living beings can become swords, the sun, the moon, and the stars can become swords!
Yang Xian even wanted to turn the Three Thousand Great Dao into his swords, but his Sword Dao had not yet truly reached the level of the Great Dao, so it was only a conceptual idea for now.
By the time Gu An had fully accepted Yang Xian’s memories, he opened his eyes, and a day had gone by.
It seemed like only a day, but he had experienced a reincarnation; those memories were so intense that they felt as if he had lived them firsthand.
He was Yang Xian, but he was not entirely Yang Xian—to put it precisely, Yang Xian was just a part of him, Gu An, and this feeling was very mystical.
Yang Xian brought Gu An not only the Holy Heart Sword Dao but also a profound understanding of the many Great Dao.
Even Gu An was amazed by Yang Xian’s perceptiveness; without utilizing the evolution of life span, Yang Xian’s understanding of the Great Dao was deep, stronger than other Reincarnation Bodies.
Gu An checked the life span consumed by the Life Span Barrier, which wasn’t too much, stood up, and in one step, returned to the Hidden Spirit Palace.
Deep Sea Dragon Carp was cultivating; upon hearing footsteps, he opened his eyes, saw Gu An return, and was pleasantly surprised, promptly rising to ask, “Master, why have you returned?”
Gu An looked at him and said, “Didn’t you want some combat techniques? How about I pass on a set of swordsmanship to you?”
“Of course, thank you, Master!”
Deep Sea Dragon Carp immediately thanked Gu An and excitedly approached him, full of expectation.
Gu An didn’t say much and began to impart the swordsmanship to him, guiding him to practice the Holy Heart Sword Dao from some simple techniques.
Deep Sea Dragon Carp felt a change in Gu An’s aura, but he couldn’t quite pinpoint what had changed, instead feeling an even greater respect for Gu An.
This was the influence of Yang Xian’s memories on Gu An.
Yang Xian, often referred to as the Sword Dao Saint Ancestor, who regularly lectured, couldn’t hide the refined dignity about him, and it had already begun to affect Gu An.
Integrating reincarnation memories inevitably affected Gu An to some extent.
An Ancient Hour later, Gu An returned to the Third Medicine Valley and, after stepping off the Transmission Array Platform, was greeted by disciples.
“Do you feel any changes in our teacher?” Your next chapter is on empire
“You all noticed, too?”
“Indeed, there is a change. Has the old man made another breakthrough?”
“Our teacher’s understanding of the Dao is beyond our imagination, remember who’s backing him.”
The disciples watched Gu An’s retreating figure, whispering among themselves; some even deliberately flattered him, guessing he could overhear.
When Gu An arrived in front of the pavilion, Blood Prison Great Saint was also startled by the change in his aura.
Had his master’s cultivation level improved?
He admired Gu An, and the stronger Gu An became, the happier he was, because he had decided to follow Gu An for life.
“It doesn’t necessarily have to be a millennium, be prepared.”
Gu An stopped and said that to Blood Prison Great Saint.
Upon hearing this, Blood Prison Great Saint was taken aback, his bovine fur fluttering as if Blood Flame was burning.
Gu An continued upstairs, returned to his room, sat at his desk, took out paper and ink, and began writing down the sword techniques and cultivation techniques from Yang Xian’s memories.
He wasn’t afraid of forgetting them; he just wanted to write them down to spread fortune in the future.
He could even create a pavilion in the future dedicated to these secret books, not for profit but to display…
Cough cough!
To show off!
Half an Ancient Hour later, there was a knock on the door, Gu An responded, and An Xin pushed the door open and entered.
She closed the door behind her, then came to the desk, not saying anything, but simply observed Gu An.
Gu An did not stop writing, and without lifting his head, he asked, “Is something the matter?”
An Xin giggled, “I heard that Master’s temperament has undergone some changes, and everyone is speculating that you’ve had a breakthrough, so I came to see for myself. Indeed, you’ve changed, seeming even more like a Great Power than before.”
Gu An smiled but did not respond.
Suddenly, he thought of Yang Xian’s experiences and asked, “Do you ever harbor affection?”
An Xin paused, puzzled, she asked, “Harbor what affection? There is no one in Medicine Valley who could stir mundane desires in me, and I will never fall into a calamity of emotions in my life. My senior brother once told me that his biggest regret was getting emotionally involved with someone, which hindered his progress, yet it would pain him to abandon it. I will never allow myself to fall into that situation.”
An Shengtian and the later generations of the An Family were still harboring grievances against An Hao, making An Xin even less inclined to marry and have children.
Moreover, she was cultivating immortality and would not be swayed by the instincts of flesh and blood; she was happy as she was and truly did not crave love.
Gu An looked up at her and seeing that she was not just giving lip service, he smiled, “Is that so? Affection is not as simple as you think. When fate arrives, you might forget your words today.”
An Xin tilted her chin defiantly, “I won’t forget. Master, you aren’t trying to send me away, are you?”
“How could that be? I’ve just been reading a book these past two days and felt some emotions about the love story within,” Gu An explained while once again feeling that complex emotion well up within him.
Yang Xian’s biggest regret in life was rejecting Fang Meng. He had never had a woman because the memory of Fang Meng’s feelings for him was satisfaction enough.
Hearing this, An Xin breathed a sigh of relief and reminded him, “Master, you should read fewer miscellaneous and idle books.”
Gu An couldn’t help but glare at her, “Get out, get out, get out! You have no respect for your elders!”
An Xin grinned triumphantly, bowed, and then left.
Gu An continued writing the secret book as the sun outside the window gradually set.
Time kept flowing by.
Three years later, all who knew Gu An had grown accustomed to the changes in his temperament. Through integrating the Holy Heart Sword Dao, his Sword Intent had also improved, making Swordsmanship once again his strongest technique.
On this day.
Gu An stood on the cliffs at the edge of the Third Medicine Valley, gazing up at the sky.
He saw in the depths of the universe, near the Silent Destruction Domain, a massive city appeared, pitch black in color, as big as the sun above the Great Heavenly Spirit Land.
The Annihilation God Emperor was hiding within that Black City.
Holy Courts, Immortal Dynasties, Xuanyou Divine Dynasty, and the Sky Demon Great Sect from the Great Heavenly Spirit Land had all sent people to investigate, but anyone who came close to Black City would turn to stone. Looking around, the void was suspended with hundreds of stone statues, the strongest among them reaching the Dao Void Mysterious Immortal Realm, which was a pity.
“What exactly are you planning to use to attract Long Qing?” Gu An wondered to himself, noting that the Annihilation God Emperor was shrouded in a causal force stronger than even the Free Immortal, indecipherable, surely the true body of the Annihilation God Emperor.
Just then, a figure descended from the sky and landed beside Gu An, it was Wu Jue.
In recent years, Wu Jue had just broken through to the Mahayana Realm, making a name for himself in the Supreme Sect, and had drunk day and night with Gu An.
Gu An looked at him and smiled, asking, “What brings you here?”
Wu Jue, with excitement, said, “I have news about An Hao. He has now attained Nirvana and has arranged a time for a decisive battle at sea. The Supreme Sect plans to send a group of cultivators to the Array Platform to support him, and I will go too.”
An Hao!
This was the most talented genius in the history of the Supreme Sect, still a legend to this day, constantly spoken of by many disciples.
Gu An pretended to be surprised, raising his eyebrows, “He’s advanced so quickly? Is his opponent formidable?”
“The opponent is a Loose Immortal. He’s challenging a Loose Immortal beyond his realm, so this has caused quite a stir overseas. Your disciple An Xin has a good relationship with him, do you want me to pass on a message?” Wu Jue said with a smile, unable to wait to watch the battle.
After a moment’s thought, Gu An said, “Never mind, don’t tell her, so she doesn’t worry.”
“That makes sense,” Wu Jue nodded and continued, “You know, just how powerful is An Hao now? He dares to challenge a Loose Immortal at the Nirvana Realm. It’s said that it gets increasingly difficult to surpass others in the higher realms of the Immortal Path, and even within the same realm, defeating one another is as hard as reaching the heavens.”
An Hao was younger than Wu Jue, who had just reached the Mahayana Realm, yet An Hao was already challenging Loose Immortals. How could he not admire An Hao?
For a long time, he had been the number one talent of the Supreme Sect, but both he and everyone in the sect felt he was not the strongest talent in the sect’s history, because someone else was firmly holding that position.
Gu An pointed to his own face feigning astonishment, “You’re asking me?”
Wu Jue laughed, “Aren’t you the self-proclaimed Sword Venerable Fudao? After all, An Hao is your disciple. Do you want me to tell him about this?”
Gu An gave him a sidelong glance, “You don’t believe me anyway. Say what you want; I’m not afraid.”
Wu Jue got excited, “Since you’re not afraid, I’ll tell him. I’m looking forward to the scene when you two meet.”