“Do you aspire to be the Heavenly Emperor because you want power and influence?” Gu An asked curiously.
The Jade Emperor in ‘Journey to the West’ wasn’t described as particularly strong, at least not the strongest, and An Hao had always wanted to be the strongest. Could it be that his mindset had changed now that he was considering becoming the Heavenly Emperor?
An Hao answered, “I want strength, and I want power and influence. Along the way, I’ve been to many places, left behind many people, but I feel that this path is not right. However, to become stronger, even if it’s not right, I still have to continue on. By becoming the Heavenly Emperor, I can protect those I wish to protect and shelter all living beings from suffering.”
“I didn’t expect you to still have such a benevolent heart,” Gu An remarked.
An Hao’s face turned red, and he said, “Master, what do you mean? Do you see me as someone ruthless, without bottom lines? After all, I have inherited the righteousness of the Supreme Sect. No matter where I go, when I encounter people in suffering, as long as I can help, I will take action.”
Gu An smiled. He indeed had seen such behavior from An Hao, though it wasn’t frequent.
Compared to Yang Xian, An Hao still had a long way to go.
However, Gu An never had specific expectations for what An Hao should become. He imparted the Technique of Immortal Cultivation to An Hao due to fate. As long as An Hao didn’t do evil, he was loath to nitpick.
Gu An continued to chat with An Hao, which gave An Hao a deeper understanding of his master.
It seemed no different from their previous interactions, but An Hao felt his master’s vastness, like the Canghai Sea. With the ability to conquer the world yet able to recluse here, laughing and chatting with anyone.
Every word Gu An said seemed sincere in An Hao’s eyes. When Gu An’s image merged with the image of the master in his heart, it was both sincere and contained wisdom, as if every word from his master taught him and held expectations for his growth.
Suddenly, An Hao thought of something and asked, “Is Yang Jian your Direct Disciple?”
Gu An smiled and nodded, saying, “Yes, he knows I am Sword Venerable Fudao. I even told him he has an impressive senior brother, just didn’t say it was you.”
Upon hearing this, An Hao’s face broke into a smile. He had a profound memory of Yang Jian, and they had even agreed to a duel at the Sky Ranking Tournament. He had never forgotten it.
“Where did he go? Why haven’t I seen him?” An Hao asked curiously.
Gu An recounted Yang Jian’s background and current whereabouts, leaving An Hao silent.
The Holy King of the Holy Court!
He had visited the Holy Court, witnessed the demeanor of the Holy King, and suddenly felt pressure.
Yang Jian’s talent had already won his approval. Coupled with the background of the Holy King, he might indeed surpass him.
Gu An continued, “Besides Yang Jian, I have taught others, including demons. Don’t underestimate them.”
His tone seemed joking, but his eyes were sharp.
An Hao felt his fighting spirit ignited after hearing this. Full of confidence, he said, “Master, rest assured, I will always be your most outstanding disciple!”
Gu An smiled and nodded, but his heart disagreed.
If that were the case, wouldn’t it mean that my teaching ability is inferior to your talent?
He had to cultivate a disciple stronger than An Hao!
An Hao thought of the Annihilation God Emperor and began to say, “Master, previously I encountered…”
“Don’t speak.”
Gu An interrupted him, causing him to look puzzled.
Gu An continued, “Your realm is still low. When you delve into the Way of Cause and Effect, you’ll understand that even when you speak of certain beings in secret, even without naming them, merely describing their likeness and deeds can alert them. I’ll keep an eye on that existence. His help for you was casual, without any ulterior motives. You can rest assured.”
Longing was evident in An Hao’s eyes.
What kind of realm must one reach to be so powerful?
He adjusted his emotions and stopped thinking about the Annihilation God Emperor.
Moonlight streamed through the window as the master and disciple continued their chat. The atmosphere was pleasant, with An Hao occasionally standing up, using actions to describe the scene he was talking about, while Gu An looked on with a smile, as if enjoying a storytelling session.
An Hao was excited because he could finally sit and talk with his master.
Gu An too was content. Watching the vigorous An Hao, he thought of the resolute youth who, in order to protect his sister from the village, had boldly faced an invincible Wolf Demon.
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Considering this, Gu An was not sad; he still wore a smile on his face.
The old friends had passed, but the younger generation was still there. Such was life.
The moon set, and the sun rose.
In the early morning, An Hao stepped out the door, looking towards the vast ranks of disciples in the distance, watching them practice. His gaze drifted.
Previously, he too had watched the Medicine Valley Disciples’ morning practice, but he had never felt quite like he did today.
He realized that the movements of the Medicine Valley Disciples carried a profound mystery, truly worthy of being the body-strengthening method created by his master, embodying the simplicity of the great path.
Gu An stepped out of the house, standing behind him and looking towards the distant spectacle of the practice. Over four thousand people practicing together was stirring the Spiritual Energy in the valley, a magnificent sight.
“Hurry up, what are you looking at,” Gu An urged.
Coming to his senses, An Hao turned back with a smile and then started walking down the stairs.
Reaching the corner of the staircase, he turned his head toward Gu An and asked, “What kind of person do you hope I will become?”
Gu An glanced at him and then looked up to the east, saying, “I hope you become like that proud sun, radiant and shining. Even if you fall into the lowest valleys, you always rise up, climbing to a height that all living beings find unreachable.”
After hearing this, An Hao unconsciously looked towards the rising sun on the horizon. His smile faded, his expression turning serious.
