Yang Jian walked along the mountain path of the Third Medicine Valley, looking at the bustling Medicine Valley, his heart filled with emotion.
Years had passed, and truly, things were no longer the same!
After walking a distance, Yang Jian didn’t come across anyone familiar. He did not use his Divine Sense, returning to this place, he didn’t want to be too intrusive.
“Yang Jian, Senior Brother?”
A voice filled with surprise reached his ears, prompting Yang Jian to turn and look. He saw a female cultivator approaching, her features pleasing and appearing to be in her thirties. Her eyes shone with surprise as she looked at him, even mixed with tears.
Yang Jian looked at her, finding her somewhat familiar, yet he couldn’t recall who she actually was.
Countless years are so long, to say nothing of his journey into the Reincarnation Vortex, experiencing many lives. In his eyes, the time that had passed was far more than just a few hundred years.
Yang Jian watched the female cultivator come before him, her joyous eyes making him feel compassion. After some thought, he asked, “Are you well?”
The fact that she could call out his name meant she certainly knew him. Unable to explain the intricacies of reincarnation, it wasn’t kind to say he had forgotten her.
The female cultivator became even more excited, starting to recount her life after Yang Jian had left. From her words, Yang Jian learned her identity and the changes in the Third Medicine Valley and the whole world after his departure.
When he learned about Gu An’s cultivation being revealed, he wasn’t surprised, as he had already heard about the recent events on his way here.
This return also involved the arrangement of the Holy Court. He was originally back to join the war effort, but now he was sent to find Gu An, and it was the Holy Minister who personally brought him here. At that moment, the Holy Minister was in the Outer Gate City, feeling the Sword Intent on the Heavenly Repair Platform.
So many years had passed, not many people in the Third Medicine Valley knew of Yang Jian, but his name had always been circulated.
The female cultivator was no longer a disciple of the Medicine Valley. Today, she had come back to visit her juniors, and upon seeing Yang Jian, she was beyond excited. She introduced Yang Jian to everyone she met. Those who had heard his name were surprised, and those who hadn’t showed warmth after learning he was Gu An’s disciple.
This eased Yang Jian’s nervousness significantly.
Carrying the mission of the Holy Court made him feel uncomfortable, but the Holy Minister had not required him to do anything outrageous—just to ask Gu An for his opinions on the future of the world.
Meanwhile, another person had arrived.
Zhang Xianwang from the Immortal Dynasty.
He had initially represented the Immortal Dynasty to win over the Sword Venerable Fudao and had met Gu An during this process. Many years had gone by, and he had almost forgotten Gu An until the Yang Xian Emperor summoned him and said that Gu An was indeed the Sword Venerable Fudao, even personally bringing him to the Third Medicine Valley.
It wasn’t until he stepped into the Third Medicine Valley that he, too, was stupefied.
The vague memory of Gu An became clear in his mind. When he recalled their past interactions, he found mysteries at every turn. Gu An’s sunny smile seemed loaded with deeper meaning, leaving him feeling uneasy, unsure of how to face Gu An.
His steps slowed. Suddenly, he was afraid to confront Gu An.
What would he say to the one who had salvaged the entire Great Heavenly Spirit Land?
What could he say?
Zhang Xianwang was in turmoil, almost in a daze.
Nobody greeted him along the way. It wasn’t that the people of the Third Medicine Valley had become arrogant, but they had just experienced a huge battle the day before. Everyone was still excited and emotional, which couldn’t settle down, plus Yang Jian was attracting a lot of attention.
Suddenly.
Slap!
A hand landed on Zhang Xianwang’s shoulder, frightening the Carefree Primordial Immortal so much that his Three Souls and Seven Spirits nearly flew out.
He instinctively turned around, and then, as if struck by lightning, he froze.
“Brother Zhang, it’s been a long time.”
Gu An said with a smile on his face. He had just made a breakthrough and was in a good mood.
He was now in the later stages of the Luo Tian Freedom Immortal Realm!
He still had over thirty-one million years of life left. How could he not be happy?
Beneath the happiness, he also felt some emotion.
Just breaking through in cultivation level cost him 450 million years of his lifespan!
The next time he broke through a great realm, he would need to prepare ten billion years of life and could unlock new abilities.
As Gu An pondered these thoughts, he asked with a smile, “Brother Zhang, what’s wrong? Don’t remember me?”
He could see through Zhang Xianwang’s purpose at a glance, and he could see all of the Carefree Primordial Immortal’s fate, even hearing Zhang Xianwang’s inner voice.
This was the power of a Luo Tian Free Immortal, able to merge into the Heaven and Earth Rules, integrating will with heaven and earth, and thus knowing everything within heaven and earth.
In a sense, Gu An could become the sky of the Great Heavenly Spirit Land.
Zhang Xianwang came back to his senses, answering in a fluster, “How could I forget you, no, forget you…”
“Huh? What’s the matter, don’t consider me a friend? What’s all this ‘you, you’? I don’t like to hear it,” Gu An said with a stern eye.
He wasn’t pretending on purpose; he’d always had a good impression of Zhang Xianwang. When they first met, Zhang Xianwang didn’t know his cultivation realm. For the Carefree Primordial Immortal to be so high above and still be friendly with cultivators from the mortal realm proved that Zhang Xianwang wasn’t as arrogant as most in the Immortal Path.
Even now, as the Luotian Zizai Immortal, Gu An still liked the life of ordinary people. He didn’t want to become an aloof and indifferent god; he wanted to continue being human.
Of course, these were his current thoughts; he couldn’t say if they would change in the future, but he hoped to live his life freely.
“I…” Zhang Xianwang suddenly didn’t know how to respond.
Gu An grabbed his arm and started pulling him towards his attic.
Zhang Xianwang dared not resist, but he was very pleasantly surprised; Gu An’s attitude relieved much of his pressure.
He looked at Gu An’s profile and thought him truly remarkable. Possessing cultivation far exceeding that of His Majesty, yet he could lower his stature to befriend and discuss the Dao with those of lower realms.
It seemed to Zhang Xianwang that what Gu An said to that mysterious being was true; he really possessed a heart that understood all beings.
Suddenly, Medicine Valley erupted in thunderous cheers, for someone had spotted Gu An’s return. The disciples surged towards him like a tide.
Quite presumptuous.
That’s what Zhang Xianwang thought. He guessed Gu An would scold the disciples for their lack of manners.
However, what happened next astounded him.
Gu An didn’t scold them. Instead, he greeted them with a smile. As they were surrounded by the disciples, he greeted each one, answering their inquiries.
Looking at the smile on Gu An’s face, Zhang Xianwang felt he was just a common man, yet there was something about him that was admirable.
True strength wasn’t about domination; it was the ability to embrace everything.
Zhang Xianwang suddenly felt this trip hadn’t been a waste. Although he hadn’t yet ascertained Gu An’s views on the world, he had already gained something.
He had never been an arrogant person; it was the honor of the Immortal Dynasty that compelled him, often forcing him to adopt a haughty attitude.
“Master…”
Yang Jian squeezed through the crowd, looking at Gu An with excitement.
Gu An smiled and said, “Jian’er, it’s been a long time. Come to my house and let’s talk.”
Upon hearing this, Yang Jian was even happier, as all his worries melted away.
So, Gu An, along with Zhang Xianwang and Yang Jian, moved forward, greeting the disciples and friends along the way.
Not only Zhang Xianwang was moved by Gu An’s style; Jue Luo Sword Monarch was too.
He couldn’t understand why Gu An got along so well with these mortals, nor could he comprehend why these mortals lacked a sense of awe towards Gu An.
“Master!”
Zhen Qin’s voice suddenly came from behind the crowd; Gu An, surrounded by all like the moon by stars, smiled at her and Ye Lan, then pointed to his attic and said, “Let’s talk in my house.”
Ye Lan looked at Gu An like this, her face brimming with a smile.
The senior brother was still the same senior brother; no matter how powerful, he was always so kind.
It took a while before the five of them got back to the house.
Gu An had them sit down and then asked Zhen Qin to pour tea.
Although Zhen Qin had long left Medicine Valley, she was not angry but happy to be given a task by Gu An.
The master still considered her one of his own.
Gu An first made small talk with Zhang Xianwang, while also introducing Ye Lan and Yang Jian to him.
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Upon learning that this person came from the Immortal Dynasty, Ye Lan was surprised but quickly accepted it.
Who in the whole world wouldn’t want to make acquaintance with her senior brother now?
But when Ye Lan learned that Yang Jian was actually the reincarnation of a Holy King of the Holy Dynasty, she was a bit astonished.
At the same time, she became more convinced that Gu An was the reincarnation of a Great Power; her childhood memories were not false.
Zhang Xianwang, however, was not surprised; he could sense the Qi Fortune of the Holy Court on Yang Jian and even the aura of an old acquaintance.
Had he already left?
Zhang Xianwang thought of Heaven Sect with a touch of regret.
But he had already been tempered by the years and would not be saddened by this.
“I am aware of your purpose,” Gu An suddenly said, his smile gone from his face.
In that moment, Zhang Xianwang and Yang Jian felt immense pressure.
It was as if they were facing the Heavenly Dao!