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Chapter 279: Master of Ten Thousand Realms, Foremost of All Immortals
Chapter 279: Master of Ten Thousand Realms, Foremost of All Immortals
Shenxinzi stood under a tree, lost in thought, just like Yoyo Yingying. Unlike her, who had already come to terms with the situation, he was still bewildered.
He was amazed by Daoist Sword Venerable’s power and doubted his own thoughts. According to his recent investigations, Daoist Sword Venerable was undoubtedly a great being who cared for all living things, capable of reforming a sect and saving the world.
With Daoist Sword Venerable’s cultivation, he must have seen through Yoyo Yingying’s karmic connections. Was he just unwilling to see anyone cause bloodshed at TaiXuan Gate, or did he think Yoyo Yingying shouldn’t be killed?
Shenxinzi’s mind was in turmoil, and he remained lost in thought until Nine-Fingered Godly Lord came to play chess in the medicinal valley. Only then was he roused by Nine-Fingered Godly Lord.
"Why are you in such a state? Didn’t you encounter Daoist Sword Venerable?" Nine-Fingered Godly Lord stood before Shenxinzi, smiling and asked.
Shenxinzi closed his eyes and recited, "Amitabha."
Nine-Fingered Godly Lord’s smile vanished, his brows furrowed, and his expression turned serious. He said in a grave voice, "You actually dared to make a move? Don’t you care for your life? I heard that Daoist Sword Venerable directly crushed Heavenly Abnormal Ghost King, who is said to have reached the peak of the celestial fairy realm!"
Shenxinzi kept his eyes closed, seemingly indifferent.
Nine-Fingered Godly Lord noticed his left hand trembling inside his sleeve.
This kid must be terrified, Nine-Fingered Godly Lord thought to himself, suddenly finding it amusing.
It was rare to see him in such a state.
"Come, let’s play chess. There’s truth in the black and white pieces that will help you understand."
Nine-Fingered Godly Lord pulled Shenxinzi away, babbling as they walked.
"I must say, this Gu An kid has some divinity. He created such a marvelous chess game. Either there’s a great mentor behind him, or a celestial being guiding him in his dreams."
Shenxinzi was dazed and didn’t pay much attention.
However, over the next few days, through playing chess, his unease and confusion began to dissipate, and he began to understand Nine-Fingered Godly Lord’s words.
This game of Go is truly profound!
...
Winter eventually passed, and the Spring Festival at TaiXuan Gate arrived once more.
Notably, through Li Xuandao’s promotion, everyone in the world started celebrating the Spring Festival.
Inside the Third Medicine Valley.
Li Lingtian stood beside Yang Jian, hands on his hips, looking at Shenxinzi under a distant tree. He frowned and said, "Why hasn’t this monk left yet? Is he trying to stick around?"
Yang Jian was making lanterns nearby, and he said offhandedly, "If he wants to stay, let him. Even my master didn’t chase you away."
Li Lingtian glared and said, "I’m different. I’m your master’s junior brother, and the relationship between your master and my imperial brother is the best."
Yang Jian suddenly looked at him and asked, "By the way, has your imperial brother been in touch? He’s cultivating in the Star Sea Sect and should know An Hao, right?"
"No contact, but he and An Hao are indeed close. Both are now legends in TaiXuan Gate. Come to think of it, I haven’t even met them, and perhaps my imperial brother doesn’t even know of my existence," Li Lingtian replied, his tone tinged with envy.
"You can follow in your imperial brother’s footsteps. I hear the TaiCang Imperial Dynasty and the Star Sea Sect have established friendly relations. Your father the emperor will surely have a way."
"Never mind, it’s better to cultivate together. To be honest, I think you’re the greatest genius in the world. My imperial brother and An Hao are nothing compared to you."
Li Lingtian looked at Yang Jian and said earnestly, speaking from the heart.
He admired Yang Jian for his unparalleled talent and his ability to focus on cultivation without seeking false fame.
"How can I be the greatest? Besides, I have my own pursuit." Yang Jian shook his head and laughed.
Pursuit?
Li Lingtian was instantly curious and began to press for more, but unfortunately, Yang Jian wouldn’t divulge.
On the other side.
Gu An approached Shenxinzi, who was sitting on the ground, engrossed in reading Journey to the West.
"Daoist friend, the festival is coming up. Why don’t you join us?" Gu An smiled and asked.
Shenxinzi snapped out of his trance, got up quickly, and bowed to Gu An. "Amitabha, thank you for your invitation, poor monk dares not refuse. May I ask what I can do?"
Gu An waved his hand and smiled. "You are a guest, what do you need to do? Of course, if you’re in a good mood and have time, guiding my disciples in cultivation would make me even more grateful."
Shenxinzi couldn’t help but ask curiously, "What do you wish to learn, Daoist friend?"
"Not me, I mean guiding the disciples in the valley."
"Surely, Daoist friend, you don’t seek great dharma and seek immortality?"
"Me? Forget it. Life is good as it is. I don’t want to go out and fight. I have an elder brother named Li Ya, who wields a divine treasure of immortality, very powerful. Alas, only I know, he’s always injured. The hardship behind his glory, who else would know? I’m timid by nature and dare not kill, so hiding in the medicinal valley is best."
Gu An laughed carefree, earning a respectful glance from Shenxinzi.
The two chatted for a while before Gu An left.
Shenxinzi watched his back, feeling profoundly moved.
Despite its small size, the medicinal valley was infinitely profound.
Here, there were great cultivators who could reach the heavens and penetrate the earth, talented successors, ill-fated disaster stars, and the valley master who had seen through life.
If he cultivated dharma here, perhaps it would bring him more enlightenment.
However, he still had to head to the Great Rift of the Broken Sea.
If he could return alive, then he could cultivate here for hundreds of years.
Shen Xinzi silently thought to himself. As for dealing with You Yingying, he had already grown too lazy to think about it. With a powerful figure like Sword Venerable Fu Dao, watching over her, she wouldn't be able to cause any trouble.
...
Inside the palace, An Hao stood up and bowed to his master, Floating Sinking True Man.
Floating Sinking True Man looked at An Hao and sighed, "Hao, I never expected you to have such a formidable master. I, your master, am basking in your glory."
He had already learned about the attack on the Star Sea Sect by Heavenly Anomaly, which left him amazed. He hadn't realized that An Hao had such a powerful background.
"Master, you've taught me cultivation and taken care of me. I will always remember your kindness," An Hao said earnestly.
Since Sword Venerable Fu Dao intervened, his status within the Star Sea Sect had completely changed. High-ranking cultivators often visited him, inquiring about his well-being, and even noble families wanted to introduce their female disciples to him as a cultivation partner, but he politely declined.
An Hao already had someone in his heart. While he cherished his family, he valued the path of immortality far more, so he had severed that emotional tie.
His master had saved him from the clutches of a demon, not to indulge in romance. He was determined to reach the peak of immortality and not disappoint his master!
Floating Sinking True Man smiled with satisfaction and then mentioned the Great Rift of the Broken Sea.
The divine anomalies and ghostly spirits in the Great Rift of the Broken Sea were multiplying, and the Nine Divine Anomaly Ghost Kings had gathered. Various sects were preparing to join forces to attack the Divine Anomaly Realm. This return was to make preparations.
Listening to his master describe the various bizarre scenes within the Divine Anomaly Realm, An Hao grew interested and wanted to explore it. However, he ultimately suppressed this desire. Time didn't wait for anyone, and he had to use all his time on cultivation, aspiring to stand on his own as soon as possible.
"If this great battle goes smoothly, the End of the World Tide won't erupt. That would be a great achievement!" Floating Sinking True Man said with a burning gaze.
An Hao was surprised. What good were these achievements?
Floating Sinking True Man began to introduce the Holy Court, which opened An Hao's eyes. He hadn't realized that such a ruling power existed in the human world.
The Land of Ten Thousand Immortals sounded impressive.
When Floating Sinking True Man mentioned the Holy Heaven, the ruler of the Holy Court, An Hao fell into endless reverie.
The ruler of the Holy Court, governing the human world, must be incredibly powerful.
Wasn't this like the Heavenly Emperor in the Investiture of the Gods or the Jade Emperor in the Journey to the West?
His name, An Hao, also contained the character "Hao." Could he not become the master of the Ten Thousand Realms and the foremost of all immortals in the future?
A flame ignited in An Hao's heart, a newfound determination.
How could one step onto the path of cultivation and not strive for the supreme throne?
...
Time flew, and twelve years passed in the blink of an eye.
In the summer, a man in a green robe, Gu An, walked the streets of a city, accompanied by a woman in a white robe wearing a hood with a veil, obscuring her true appearance.
This woman was Ji Xiaoyu.
"Why are we in this city?" Ji Xiaoyu asked curiously.
At the beginning of the year, she had suggested to Gu An that they take a trip, to experience the human world, and to cultivate and understand the Dao. Initially, Gu An had not agreed, but she persisted, and he eventually relented.
"One of my junior brothers lives in this city," Gu An replied, then recounted his encounter with Xiaochuan.
Ji Xiaoyu listened attentively, deeply moved by the story.
Indeed.
Not everyone was as talented as her. Most people had mediocre spiritual roots, and the Third Medicine Valley was filled with such individuals.
Xiaochuan's decision to abandon his path to immortality left her deeply moved.
Of course, she admired Xiaochuan's resolve, but she would never abandon cultivation herself.
As they walked and talked, they entered an inn and found a window seat on the second floor.
Ji Xiaoyu asked, "If Xiaochuan were to pass away first, would you be sad?"
Gu An, now a Core Formation Realm cultivator, would naturally live longer than Xiaochuan.
Gu An smiled, "If he has no regrets, I wouldn't be sad. Even if he passes away, I would still reserve a place in my heart for him."
Ji Xiaoyu nodded in agreement.
Gu An teased, "If I were to pass away, would you be sad?"
Ji Xiaoyu didn't comfort him but instead pondered the question deeply. She replied, "I would feel sad, but it wouldn't affect my emotions. My life is bound to reach its end, and we would both enter the cycle of reincarnation. It's just a matter of who goes first."
"You have a good perspective. Not bad, it shows the years of my guidance have been effective."
"What have you taught me?"
"Everything I do influences you."
"That's true."
Ji Xiaoyu agreed, making Gu An smile even wider.
This girl was indeed easy to deceive, more entertaining than in her past life.
Just as Gu An was about to speak, a piercing sound came from the sky.
"Move! Move!"
A domineering voice echoed over the city, and Gu An and Ji Xiaoyu turned to see a dragon flying low in the sky, causing a commotion and stirring up tiles along its path.
On the dragon's head stood a young man!
Third update!
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