Xu Jie had been feeling quite stifled, but seeing the Jue Luo Sword Monarch reassessing him, hope rekindled in his heart.
“Do you want to learn the most superior swordsmanship?” the Jue Luo Sword Monarch asked seriously.
Upon hearing this, Xu Jie quickly responded, “Of course, I do. Would the senior be willing to teach me?”
The Jue Luo Sword Monarch raised his right hand, and a piece of silvery-white jade appeared between his fingers. He tossed the jade to Xu Jie, who caught it instinctively.
“If you can comprehend the swordsmanship contained within this, I will pass on my Sword Dao to you. After that, dominating the Great Heavenly Spirit Land will certainly not be difficult,” the Jue Luo Sword Monarch said calmly.
Upon hearing these words, Xu Jie immediately bent at the waist to bow and thank the Jue Luo Sword Monarch.
The Jue Luo Sword Monarch waved his hand, indicating that Xu Jie could leave.
Xu Jie didn’t dare to linger and turned to leave.
Yet, he couldn’t help but glance toward Gu An; he wasn’t foolish. The Jue Luo Sword Monarch had clearly been impatient just moments ago, but after looking at Gu An his attitude changed completely, indicating that it was only because of Gu An’s face that he agreed to impart his swordsmanship to Xu Jie.
This made Xu Jie’s feelings even more complex.
He was very grateful to Gu An and even wanted to thank him, but he felt like there was an invisible wall between himself and Gu An that was very difficult to cross.
Meanwhile.
Gu An was still standing on Ten Thousand Sword Mountain, deducing fates and cause and effect. He saw many people coming and going at the foot of the mountain – these were visions of the future.
Inheriting the memories of Yang Xian, his understanding of the Sword Dao and fate was profound. Using the Sword Intent of Ten Thousand Sword Mountain to deduce the future, he could see the shadows of times far away.
Suddenly.
He spotted a figure standing still at the foot of the mountain, looking up at him.
Gu An slightly raised his eyebrows, focusing on the figure, his eyes revealing a hint of surprise.
He deduced that this figure and Ten Thousand Sword Mountain had the closest connection of fate; this individual would inherit all the Sword Intent of Ten Thousand Sword Mountain and even boost its Qi Fortune.
He could even deduce the person’s name and identity.
“A talent like this in the new epoch,” Gu An thought to himself, feeling somewhat emotional.
The talent of this individual in the Sword Dao was extremely terrifying, almost like he was seeing another Yang Xian.
It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that this individual’s talent was even stronger than An Hao’s.
Regrettably, he wasn’t born in the same epoch as An Hao; by the time he came into this world, An Hao had already become the most dazzling sun in the heavens.
Gu An didn’t keep his focus on this future talent, continuing to deduce the future, not to probe for something, but to increase his own understanding of cause and effect and the way of destiny.
He stood there the entire day. Although the disciples in the valley were curious about what he was pondering, no one dared to disturb him.
No matter how Gu An was viewed by the outside world, within Medicine Valley, all the disciples believed he was formidable, and many had even concluded that he was Sword Venerable Fudao. This led to more and more disciples choosing to stay in Medicine Valley after their Foundation Establishment, and those who became masters often returned to visit.
For this reason, Gu An had established several positions within Medicine Valley to help manage the disciples.
And An Xin also delineated several other positions, causing Third Medicine Valley to unavoidably form a hierarchy of power, much like a mini Immortal Cultivation World.
The next morning, Gu An rode the Blood Prison Great Saint to Tianya Valley.
Over the years, Tianya Valley had expanded, providing a steady income to Gu An’s lifespan. The valley also fostered many talented individuals cultivated by Li Xuandao, who had established good relations with Gu An.
Gu An loved to mingle with the talented, and no matter what they played, they would not give up easily after losing, always coming back to challenge Gu An.
While Gu An’s outward Cultivation Level was at the Divinity Transformation Realm, the disciples of Tianya Valley all knew he was very strong.
The change in demeanor and appearance enabled Gu An to no longer deliberately conceal his strength, though at most he didn’t appear overly strong.
Currently, his undefeated record in the battles of combat at Tianya Valley made him want to laugh whenever he thought of that prince consort challenging him again.
The Blood Prison Great Saint, too, was looking forward to the upcoming battle of Tianya Valley. He also wanted to see those arrogant individuals suffer setbacks.
Gu An, admiring the scenery along the way, said with a light laugh, “Next Spring Festival I will unseal you. Are you ready?”
Blood Prison Great Saint didn’t react with too much surprise, as he had long been prepared. In a low voice, he said, “Master, I have been ready. Even if I regain my cultivation level, I will never betray you and will always follow you!”
He had already begun cultivating the Primordial Reincarnation Skill, and once unsealed, his cultivation level would soar, perhaps achieving Nirvana in one fell swoop!
Gu An laughed, “Cultivate well in the future; your strength also represents my face.”
These words instantly excited Blood Prison Great Saint—he had been waiting for this!
He wished to always be by Gu An’s side; he had come to realize that those who left, despite their wandering, could hardly compare to those who stayed with Gu An.
An Hao was an exception. If An Hao had stayed by Gu An’s side, his achievements would have only been greater.
And he felt that, in the future, there would definitely be individuals who would appear with even greater talent than An Hao.
“Master, rest assured, I will cultivate hard. I’ll first set An Hao as my goal!” Blood Prison Great Saint said excitedly, trembling all over.
Gu An said no more, letting him continue on.
In the following journey, Blood Prison Great Saint felt as if he was floating, his thoughts lost in boundless imagination.
…
Autumn arrived.
At the Supreme Sect’s sub-sect, within Ye Mansion.
Gu An sat at a table sipping tea, watching Ye Lan instruct a young girl in the ways of spellcraft. The autumn breeze blew into the courtyard, making everything seem perfect.
Ye Lan turned to Gu An and asked, “Senior brother, do you have anything to say?”
The practicing girl cast a doubtful glance at Gu An. She had always been skeptical about this senior uncle.
Her master said that her senior uncle was very strong, but she couldn’t help feeling that he only seemed handsome rather than formidable.
Gu An responded with a smile, “You’re teaching quite well. I’ve nothing to say.”
“I’m nowhere near your level. The constant emergence of geniuses from the Third Medicine Valley is widely known. Your ability to instruct disciples is incomparable to ordinary people,” Ye Lan said, shaking her head. She was sincere; there was no need for her to flatter given the relationship she had with Gu An.
Gu An replied, “It’s all due to the disciple’s hard work; it doesn’t have much to do with me.”
He wasn’t interested in the disciple Ye Lan had recently taken on. The girl’s maximum life span was around three thousand years—considered a prodigy, indeed—but now, a true talent was approaching the Supreme Sect’s sub-sect.
Zhu Xi!
That ultra-talented individual with the Tai Chu Swallowing Yuan Body!
Gu An had been keeping an eye on her, witnessing her crossing the ocean to reach the Taicang Continent.
She came to the Taicang Continent because she had heard it was one of the few pure lands left in the world, and she wanted to cultivate in peace under the protection of Sword Venerable Fudao.
She had previously received the Stepping Path of Ages Step from Gu An, and now she had made some progress, being able to use it in battle. Although in Gu An’s view, her Stepping Path of Ages Step was rather unrefined, this Divine Skill was difficult to cultivate. To be able to master it and employ it in combat at less than six hundred years of age, her aptitude was definitely terrifying.
Hearing Gu An’s words, Ye Lan couldn’t help but pout. She could see that Gu An was not interested in her disciple, Ye Qingxue.
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Indeed, compared with a talent like Xu Jie, Ye Qingxue did indeed seem mediocre.