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Chapter 153: Master, Save Me!
Chapter 153: Master, Save Me!
After chatting with Xuanyuan Zhenren for a while, Gu An asked to be taken to the herb garden.
Xuanyuan Zhenren had planted a large herb garden at the foot of the mountain, guarded by a few small demons. Gu An began harvesting the mature herbs and imparted his wisdom to Xuanyuan Zhenren.
Xuanyuan Zhenren listened intently to the teachings of the Mountain God, feeling that every word contained profound truths.
After the harvest, Gu An only took half of the herbs, leaving the rest for Xuanyuan Zhenren's Elixir pill cultivation.
Although this was not the first time, it still touched Xuanyuan Zhenren deeply.
Gu An was supposed to be a servant, serving for life, but in reality, he was cultivating under the Mountain God's guidance, an immense blessing!
Xuanyuan Zhenren felt that the Mountain God had an important mission to impart to him. The Mountain God quoted, "'Heaven will descend a great responsibility upon this person. He must first be distressed in his heart, labor his bones, starve his body, empty his possessions, and confuse his actions.'"
Perhaps the cultivation of herbs was not what the Mountain God needed but a way to temper his character.
Regarding the mission the Mountain God wanted to entrust him with, Xuanyuan Zhenren had a bold guess that even he himself dared not think about, lest his heart be disturbed.
...
The herb garden of Mountain God's Peak was not yet a stable source of longevity for Gu An. His longevity mainly came from Xuan Valley, Bajiang Cave Heaven, the Third Herb Valley, Tianya Valley, and Nianchu Cave, granting him nearly 2 million years of longevity each year, with occasional fluctuations.
His lifespan had already exceeded 560,000 years, and if all went well, he would reach a lifespan of 1 million years in the next 20 years.
The Demon Tribulation was unlikely to occur within the next 20 years, and according to the speculations within the Tai Xuan Gate, there would be at least 50 years before the next Demon Tribulation.
Upon returning to Xuan Valley, Gu An continued his life as an ordinary disciple.
It is worth mentioning that the Ancient Sect had promoted Gu An to an inner disciple, but Gu An still preferred to spend his days wandering in the outer cities.
He had many friends in the outer sect, and he was a sentimental person.
Time flew, and another year passed.
Summer arrived.
Gu An was practicing calligraphy in the pavilion of Xuan Valley, contemplating the profound array methods of the Purple Micro Array Record.
Lu Jiujia suddenly paid him a visit, and upon hearing the knock on the door, Gu An invited him in.
After closing the door, Lu Jiujia came to the desk and said, "Senior Brother, I have news about Wuxin."
Wuxin, Gu An's junior disciple, was a spy from the Qianqiu Pavilion. Although the person had left, he had left behind the Dao Yan Gong.
Without lifting his eyes from the paper, Gu An said, "Let me hear it."
Lu Jiujia said, "Because of the turmoil caused by the Epiphyllum Sect, the Qianqiu Pavilion has been disbanded. I thought he had perished, but recently, I heard that a monk named Wuxin appeared under the Emperor. This monk is ruthless and once slaughtered nine thousand soldiers of the Hanlu Empire by himself, refining their skulls into magical instruments. This incident caused a huge stir in the cultivation world. The Emperor, in his pursuit of unifying the world, uses people without considering morality, and now he has many demonic and ghost cultivators under his command."
After hearing this, Gu An sighed, feeling the growth in Wuxin's strength.
As for Wuxin's actions, he was in no position to judge.
It is worth mentioning that the Nine Kingdoms of the Cultivation World tacitly approved of Li Xuandao's actions, allowing the Empire to go to war. However, there was one rule: no matter what, sects must not be involved in the conflict. At the very least, the grudges of the Empire must not rise to the level of sects.
Of course, while these were the rules, the Tai Xuan Gate would secretly support Li Xuandao, and the cultivation sects of the Hanlu Empire would also send people to help.
The cultivators of the Nine Kingdoms all hoped that the Empire that unified the world would be the one they belonged to.
Lu Jiujia sighed, "Wuxin's strength now is probably comparable to the Golden Core Realm. With his talent, how could he be so powerful? He must have cultivated some kind of demonic art. Senior Brother, if you ever encounter him, be careful."
He, too, had once strayed from the path and knew the feeling of falling into the demonic path. In that state, one would do anything to become stronger, and only one's self-interest mattered.
Gu An nodded and said, "Rest assured, I rarely leave the Tai Xuan Gate, and he certainly wouldn't dare to come here."
The Tai Xuan Gate was on the rise. The influence of the Golden List Assembly and Pan An's writings had attracted more and more disciples to the sect. Many powerful solitary cultivators had also joined the Tai Xuan Gate, and with each passing year, the sect's strength grew.
The most noticeable change was that Gu An rarely saw demonic cultivators infiltrating the Tai Xuan Gate.
After sharing this news, Lu Jiujia no longer disturbed Gu An.
Gu An continued his calligraphy practice, feeling that his next book should showcase his calligraphy.
Such exquisite brushwork should not be hidden but admired by all!
"I may not be a cultivation genius, but I am definitely a calligraphy genius!" Gu An praised himself, feeling increasingly pleased.
Just then, he suddenly felt someone calling out to him. He initially thought it was Xuanyuan Zhenren, but upon scanning with his spiritual sense, he found that Xuanyuan Zhenren was cultivating.
He carefully sensed the call and realized that it was not the Mountain God who was calling out to him.
Instead, it was a plea: "Master, save me!"
Hmm?
...
Under the blue sky and white clouds, hundreds of cultivators hovered among the mountains, all facing a mountain wall and casting their spells.
No matter how their spiritual power assaulted the wall, they could not shake it. Each time it was attacked, the wall would emit a layer of green light, repelling all assaults.
An old man flew to the side of the only purple-clad man who had not taken action and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, the restrictions here are too powerful. Even I, a Crossing Void cultivator, find it difficult to break!"
The man in purple was a prince of the Tian Wei Empire, named Si Zong, with a cultivation base at the first layer of the Transformation God Realm.
Si Zong's expression was indifferent as he gave his orders. "Continue the attack. Even if we can't break through, we must scare that little brat. My master will be here soon. Also, send a group of people to spread out and prevent that brat from escaping. He's the top-ranked disciple of the Tai Xuan Gate. If he gets away this time, it will be difficult to capture him again. Once he grows stronger, he will become a big problem for Tian Wei."
"Yes!"
The old man immediately departed to carry out the order.
At the same time, inside the mountain wall, through a winding tunnel, in a spacious cave, An Hao was sitting cross-legged, healing his injuries. Beside him stood a woman in yellow, her clothing exquisite and her face beautiful.
"Hey, my second brother's master is a Xuan Heart Realm cultivator, the Grand Elder of Zhutian Peak, the number one sect in Tian Wei. He will definitely get what he wants. I advise you to open the mountain gate, let him in, and then apologize. I can plead with my second brother on your behalf."
The woman, Si Yan'er, a princess of Tian Wei, spoke up. At that moment, she stood on the ground, unable to move, with a talisman stuck to her shoulder.
An Hao kept his eyes closed, ignoring her, his face pale.
He also realized the urgency of the situation and understood that he had little hope of escaping alive.
As he healed his injuries, he thought of his master.
His greatest wish was to see his master, even though he knew that the Sword Sovereign of Fu Dao was his master; he still did not know his true identity.
No one in the Tai Xuan Gate knew who the Sword Sovereign of Fu Dao was, not even his second master, Lu Baitian.
Precisely because of this, An Hao worked hard at his cultivation.
His true master was stronger than anyone in the Tai Xuan Gate, and if he didn't cultivate diligently, how could he make his master proud?
An Hao felt both unwilling to accept his fate and a sense of inadequacy.
He wished that his master would come to his rescue in this critical moment.
Si Zong, although a mere Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator, was no match for An Hao, but the infuriating thing was that Si Zong could call for reinforcements, and he had brought a group of high-realm cultivators with him.
This made An Hao extremely frustrated.
He also had backers! If his master came, he believed that no matter how many people Si Zong brought, it would be useless.
Si Yan'er's nagging voice kept ringing in his ears, making him feel annoyed and flustered.
He couldn't help but open his eyes and glare at Si Yan'er, shouting, "If you don't shut up, I'll peel your skin off and have some fun with you before you die!"
As soon as these words came out, Si Yan'er's face turned pale, and she quickly closed her mouth, staring at him with her big eyes, looking aggrieved and angry.
"Cough, cough..."
An Hao's anger caused his blood to surge upwards, and he started coughing. He didn't like spitting blood, so he forcibly held back his discomfort and swallowed the blood back down.
Soon, he calmed down and continued to practice, healing his injuries.
An hour later.
Si Yan'er couldn't help but ask, "Hey, An Hao, do you think that statue is the owner of the cave mansion?"
Following her gaze, there was a stone statue in the center of the cave. It was an old man with his foot on a tortoise, holding a wooden staff, his back hunched, and a kind face. Even though it was just a statue, it felt like it could come to life at any moment.
With his eyes closed, An Hao replied, "Perhaps."
He suddenly thought of something and immediately got up and walked over to the statue.
He began to circle the statue, observing it carefully.
"What did you discover?" Si Yan'er asked curiously.
An Hao did not answer her.
Just then.
A terrifying oppressive aura descended, causing An Hao to stop in his tracks, his face turning pale. Si Yan'er was also startled.
"Master, you're finally here!"
Si Zong's delighted shout came from outside, deliberately loud so that An Hao and Si Yan'er could hear him.
"I didn't expect that this place would actually contain the remains of an ancient great cultivator's cave mansion. Get out of the way."
A cold voice rang out, causing An Hao's expression to darken.
Si Yan'er said with a hint of schadenfreude, "Hey, are you scared now? Quickly release me, or else when they break in, you'll be finished!"
Rumble, rumble, rumble!
The cave chamber shook violently, and sand and dust fell, as if it could collapse at any moment.
A terrifying divine sense had probed its way in, causing An Hao's heart to pound and his forehead to break out in cold sweat.
No matter how talented he was, he couldn't possibly be a match for a Xuan Heart Realm cultivator! Not to mention the Xuan Heart Realm, even a Void Crossing Realm cultivator could crush him!
At this moment, An Hao couldn't remain calm. He clenched his fists tightly, unconsciously thinking of his master's figure.
"Damn it..."
"Master, save me..."
An Hao gritted his teeth and muttered to himself.
Upon hearing this, Si Yan'er was delighted. She smiled and said, "Your master is the Sect Master of Tai Xuan Gate, right? I heard that he's only at the Combined Realm, and he's definitely not a match for my second brother's master. Besides, he's far away at Tai Xuan Gate. He won't be able to come and save you!"
An Hao glared at her and said angrily, "I'm not talking about Master Lu Baitian!"
Si Yan'er pouted and asked, "Do you have another master at the Xuan Heart Realm?"
"I..." An Hao couldn't answer. He had promised his master that he would not reveal his existence.
Just then, a hand landed on An Hao's shoulder, startling him. Then, he heard a voice that made his eyes turn red, "You foolish disciple, it's only been a few years, and you're already calling for your master to save you?"
Third watch!
(End of Chapter)
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