Wu Jue argued with Gu An for a while before leaving in a hurry. Today, the Supreme Sect had just received news, and because the journey was long, he had to leave immediately.
The Hall of Elders of the Supreme Sect was also anticipating An Hao’s strength, so the arrangements were made urgently.
In the following three days, the news of An Hao challenging a Loose Immortal spread to the Third Medicine Valley, sparking discussions among the disciples. As An Hao’s junior sister, An Xin naturally received a lot of attention.
Gu An went downstairs and looked afar, seeing An Xin surrounded by dozens of female disciples chirping incessantly, their voices merging into a noisy chorus.
He had just descended the stairs when Ji Xiaoyu stepped out of the door.
Gu An initially thought she was looking for him, but she merely glanced at him before leaping up and swiftly flying out of the Third Medicine Valley.
Gu An subconsciously deduced Ji Xiaoyu’s fate, and knowing what she was about to do next, he felt relieved.
He walked towards the dojo; this time, he was not interested in playing chess.
Upon reaching the dojo, Gu An did not step in but instead watched from the periphery as disciples and cultivators played chess.
It was unusual not to see the Nine-Finger Divine Lord, and Gu An felt somewhat unaccustomed.
Long Qing approached from the entrance of the valley; spotting Gu An, his eyes lit up, and he hurried over.
He came beside Gu An and curiously asked, “Master, would you like to play chess? Shall I keep you company?”
Gu An glanced at him and said, “You, a lousy chessplayer, play with me? Didn’t I ask you to cultivate your Daoist Heart? Why are you fooling around with the White Spirit Rat again?”
Hearing this, Long Qing scratched his head awkwardly and said, “It claimed it had found a treasure and wanted me to accompany it.”
Gu An asked, “And then?”
Long Qing clenched his fists in frustration and gritted his teeth, “It tricked me into a cave and then filled the entrance with dung. It infuriated me! I must settle the score later, Master. It’s really despicable!”
Upon hearing this, Gu An silently stepped back.
Long Qing continued to curse the White Spirit Rat. In the entire Third Medicine Valley, except for An Xin, everyone detested the White Spirit Rat. Though it was merely mischievous without truly harming anyone, and occasionally even gifted treasures to the disciples it had bullied, they could only endure its antics.
Listening to Long Qing’s complaints, Gu An just listened without comment.
Although the White Spirit Rat was nasty to others, it was very submissive to him, often trying to please him. How could he punish it?
After Long Qing had finished venting, Gu An suddenly asked, “I’m planning to establish a Sword Mountain. Where do you think it should be located?”
“Sword Mountain?”
Long Qing was stunned, his face showing surprise.
Wait!
The master is Sword Venerable Fudao; could this Sword Mountain, like the Heavenly Repair Platform, contain his Sword Intent?
It must be so!
Long Qing immediately became excited, turning his head to select an appropriate location.
The reason for creating Sword Mountain was to commemorate the Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Swords.
The Ten Thousand Sword Peaks of the Ancestor left a vivid memory—hillsides covered in swords, each of exceptional grade and rank, each containing different Sword Intents.
All the Sword Intents together were like the Heaven and Earth Rules converging, forming a unique realm of their own—a realm of the Sword Dao, and it was the Ten Thousand Sword Peaks that had inspired Yang Xian to create the Holy Heart Sword Dao.
Long Qing eagerly began to suggest ideas, and Gu An had him follow to look around.
Having the rare opportunity to roam the hills alone with Gu An, Long Qing felt delighted, and the master and disciple walked toward the edges of the Medicine Valley.
Seeing this scene, a smile appeared on An Xin’s face surrounded by people.
Long Qing was someone she had watched grow up, always considering him like her own child. Over the years, Long Qing often confided in her privately. He felt that his master could help him but insisted on tempering his Daoist Heart. He suspected that his master did not like him.
Naturally, An Xin hoped that there would be no rift between Gu An and Long Qing, seeing Gu An willing to spend time alone with Long Qing, she thought Gu An wanted to help Long Qing.
An hour later.
Gu An and Long Qing reached the top of the mountain. Side by side, they looked out over the forests outside the Medicine Valley, a sight so magnificent it was breathtaking.
“Do you still think I’m singling you out?” Gu An suddenly asked, his gaze following up to the sky.
The Reincarnation Vortex was fluctuating again; a massive amount of spiritual energy was emanating from it, clearly indicating that a force was arriving on the scene, likely with hostile intentions.
Long Qing quickly waved his hands, saying, “How could that be? Master, why would you single me out? If not for you bringing me back to the Medicine Valley, I would probably have been devoured by demon beasts.”
He had indeed once thought that his master disliked him, but after Gu An had made it clear last time—that he carried significant karma and revealing it would invite catastrophe—he no longer indulged in wild thoughts. Now, he was more eager for Gu An to teach him cultivation.
“Master is Sword Venerable Fudao, even teaching him just a couple of moves is enough for him.”
Gu An heard Long Qing’s words and smiled with satisfaction, “If you truly think that way, I’m relieved. Rest assured, I do look forward to nurturing you, but not now. Do you know who the Bull Demon King is?”
“The Bull Demon King? He has a background?”
Long Qing was astonished, to him, the Blood Prison Great Saint was the second most lowly existence in the Third Medicine Valley, only inferior to the White Spirit Rat.
Such a guy has a background?
Gu An proceeded to tell the origin of the Blood Prison Great Saint, leaving Long Qing dumbstruck.
The Blood Prison Great Saint is this formidable?
And he’s an Ascender from the Lower Realm?
The most crucial thing was that the Blood Prison Great Saint was actually a human, who only turned into a bull after devouring Divine Beast True Blood?
Long Qing felt as if the sky had fallen. It was one thing for his master to hide his cultivation level, but even the Bull Demon King had an extraordinary background?
He then thought of An Xin, You Yingying, and other acquaintances in the valley. Could they all have backgrounds or hidden strengths?
“The Blood Prison Great Saint has to be a bull for a thousand years, and he has already endured most of that time,” Gu An said profoundly.
Long Qing’s expression kept changing. After pondering for a while, he took a deep breath and said, “Master, I understand now. I am indeed very lucky. I really should settle down; I’ve been too impatient.”
“Your second master treats you well. When you have time, you can sit in meditation with him to calm your mind,” Gu An continued, his gaze shifting towards Outer Heaven.
Along with a large number of figures flying out of the Reincarnation Vortex, both the Holy Court and the Immortal Dynasty could no longer sit idly by and began to join forces to block them.
Over the years, they had been fighting the Xuanyou Divine Dynasty and the Sky Demon Great Sect. The Xuanyou Divine Dynasty and the Sky Demon Great Sect had become increasingly strong, making it difficult for the Holy Court and the Immortal Dynasty to defeat them. This made the world situation more chaotic.
Although the world is difficult, it is only the lowly beings who suffer. Yet for prodigies like An Hao, it is actually a rare opportunity to rise. They could gain fame and fortune more easily.
“Master, what are you looking at? Is there another movement in Outer Heaven?” Long Qing suddenly asked curiously.
Although he had never left the Taicang Continent, he knew that Outer Heaven was much bigger and even had Heavenly Demons descending to the Mortal World.
With his master’s ability, he must be able to see what’s happening in Outer Heaven.
Gu An replied, “The Reincarnation opened by Yuanxu Ancestor is connected to many places similar to the Great Heavenly Spirit Land. Now, forces from other lands have arrived, and the Holy Court and the Immortal Dynasty are blocking them. A great battle is likely to erupt.”
Upon hearing this, Long Qing’s eyes widened, “There are many places like the Great Heavenly Spirit Land? Why do they have to come here?”
“Who knows?” Gu An casually answered.
His eyes showed a slight change.
This mysterious force from the Reincarnation Vortex actually had a connection with him.
More precisely, it was connected to Yang Xian.
Because he felt the Sword Intent of the Holy Heart Sword Dao in many people of this force, although it was nowhere close to Yang Xian’s, it indeed originated from the Holy Heart Sword Dao.
Before Yang Xian perished, he entrusted his Sword Intent to the Sword Dao River. The Sword Intent lived on, hence, anyone who practiced the Holy Heart Sword Dao would strengthen this Sword Intent, helping Yang Xian’s Sword Intent to become a great Dao.
Sword Dao eternal!
This was the terrifying aspect of Yang Xian; even before he encountered the Heavenly Spirit God, he was considering his own death, so he left his Sword Intent in the Sword Dao River.
His plan wasn’t resurrection but to keep his Sword Dao eternal, to prove he had lived.
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Gu An couldn’t help speculating if Yang Xian had guessed that he was a Reincarnation Body.
Although he had Yang Xian’s memories, he couldn’t hear Yang Xian’s thoughts at every moment.
Gu An began to deduce this force.
Da Hong Sword Heaven!
Only one word differed from the Da Hong Dao Heaven that was annihilated by Yang Xian and his disciples, but it was certain that Da Hong Sword Heaven came from the Da Hong Realm.
“Master, have you been to other worlds? Is our world considered powerful in Outer Heaven?” Long Qing kept asking.
Just then,
A vast Sword Intent suddenly burst forth from the horizon, shooting up to the sky, startling Long Qing to turn and look. He saw a sword light rising in the sky, as if wanting to split the heavens in two, rapidly stretching to the zenith.
“What is that?” Long Qing asked in astonishment, feeling the Sword Intent, which made him want to submit.
Gu An did not respond, but he had already seen the master of the Sword Intent.
From the Immortal Dynasty, it was a Divine Thought True Immortal!