Chapter 281: Destiny
Chapter 281: Destiny
After bringing Yang Jian back to the Third Medicine Valley, Gu An didn’t immediately go upstairs. Instead, he found Anxin, asking her how she was doing, primarily to check on her cultivation progress.
Anxin who had a maximum lifespan of 230 years, still had several decades before she needed to remove her cultivation restrictions.
Over the years, Gu An had given her quite a few elixirs, and she might even surpass Ye Lan.
“Master, have you heard any news about my senior brother An Hao lately?” Anxin suddenly asked.
Though she hadn’t seen An Hao in a long time, their relationship hadn’t grown distant. After all, they had grown up together and even faced life and death together.
She knew that she and An Hao belonged to different worlds now, but she couldn’t help but care about him from time to time. As long as she knew he was fine, that was enough for her.
Gu An picked up the teacup on the table and replied, “He’s doing well. He’s now the top genius of the Star Sea Sect, having cultivated the ancient and brilliant Flame Essence Body...”
Lv Baitian had mentioned these things to him before, so he wouldn’t reveal his true cultivation level by talking about it.
Anxin listened attentively, a smile on her face.
She didn’t feel a bit jealous of An Hao’s achievements, even though they had started their immortal path on the same day. The gap in talent between her and An Hao was simply too large, so large that she sometimes doubted if she really knew An Hao. Therefore, she rarely mentioned knowing An Hao to others.
Life in the Medicine Valley was peaceful and worry-free, without the hope of pursuing the Immortal Path, but at least every day was full and interesting.
When Gu An finished speaking, Anxin cupped her cheeks with her hands and laughed, “My senior brother is truly amazing. I can’t imagine what kind of great figure he will become in the future.”
Gu An smiled and said, “Then cultivate well and strive to see a brighter future.”
Anxin nodded. Then, she mentioned the White Spirit Rat, her face full of indignation.
As the White Spirit Rat’s cultivation grew stronger, it became increasingly difficult for her to control it. Now, the rat only listened to Gu An, becoming a tyrant in the Medicine Valley, often playing pranks on the disciples.
Of course, the White Spirit Rat only played pranks and wouldn’t hurt anyone, which was why Gu An didn’t bother disciplining it.
Once, the rat had accidentally scratched Anxin, and Gu An had beaten it severely. Since then, it never dared to hurt anyone again.
Gu An chatted about the trivial matters of the Medicine Valley with Anxin, while earlier he had been concerned with major events in the world. The contrast made him find it quite interesting.
Days passed one by one.
The autumn wind blew into the Medicine Valley.
Inside the room.
Gu An leaned back in his chair, holding a book about talismans. Nowadays, he occasionally read books about Daoist techniques, as most of them seemed simple to him with his current realm.
Geniuses loved reading books because they could understand and enjoy them.
Suddenly, Gu An’s brows furrowed slightly.
Li Ya was using the power of the Divine City!
Wasn’t Li Ya in seclusion at the Star Sea Sect?
Gu An immediately closed his eyes and discovered Li Ya inside the Sea of Broken Heaven, currently being suppressed by a Divine Ghost King.
Li Ya wasn’t alone; many cultivators from various sects surrounded him.
Even with the Divine City, Li Ya couldn’t defeat the Divine Ghost King. The power of the Immortal Treasure was indeed great, but it depended on the user’s cultivation level. The higher the realm, the greater the power the Immortal Treasure could exhibit.
Gu An had no intention of intervening. As long as Li Ya didn’t die, enduring some hardship was normal. How could one traverse the world of cultivation without facing challenges?
But he sensed another aura and couldn’t help but marvel at how terrifying the force of destiny was.
...
In the Divine Realm, within a small world.
Under the blood-red sky, the earth was filled with dust, as if dragons and phoenixes were soaring. Countless Divine Ghosts swirled, like a swarm of moths, densely packed, making one’s scalp tingle.
A Divine Ghost King stood proudly in the sky, his face fierce, with symmetrical blood patterns on his cheeks, and white hair flowing like flames. He had six arms, each holding a different weapon, and stood on a ghost beast a thousand feet tall.
This ghost beast also floated in the air, its body like a lion and tiger, head like a leopard, and three tails, its movements causing clouds and mist to rise.
Following the Divine Ghost King’s gaze, below the vast dust was a colossal city, the Divine City. The Divine City spanned a hundred miles, separating countless Divine Ghosts from rushing forward. Inside the city, thousands of cultivators looked up at the sky, some angry, some terrified, and some with faces full of hatred.
At the top of the tallest tower in the city, Li Ya stood in black robes, a small black figure perched on his shoulder, the Divine Spirit.
Li Ya’s brows were tightly furrowed, his face serious.
“The Divine City has fallen into the hands of a mere Core Formation Realm cultivator. Boy, are you feeling the pressure? The Divine City is strong, but how can your frail body control its divine power?”
The Divine Ghost King sneered, his name being Zhen Liudao, with the cultivation of the ninth level of the Flying Immortal Realm. To him, Li Ya was no different from an ant.
Hearing his words, Li Ya remained silent. Now, arguing was meaningless; what mattered was how to survive this tribulation.
His hands clenched tightly in his sleeves, and he began to bleed from the nose.
Many cultivators in the city noticed this scene, including the Divine Heart Child sitting on the street, who frowned.
The Divine Heart Child’s gaze turned to the distant Zhen Liudao, a look of struggle flashing in her eyes.
Zheng Liudao mocked for a while, but when Li Ya didn't respond, he became furious. He raised an arm, holding a black mirror in his hand, from which black mist swirled.
A figure flew out of the black mirror, rapidly growing to a size comparable to Zheng Liudao.
It was a white-haired man!
When Li Ya saw him, his pupils constricted, and his face changed dramatically. Various emotions flashed across his face, ultimately turning into a grotesque expression, his eyes burning with rage.
"You dare to turn him into..."
Li Ya gritted his teeth, and with a roar, his aura burst forth, threads of blood energy seeping from his pores.
"Divine Spirit, mobilize the greatest power of Divine City! I will kill him!"
Li Yashouted in his heart, his anger uncontrollable.
The white-haired man was none other than Zhang Buku!
At this moment, Zhang Buku had transformed into a Divine Spirit Resent Ghost, his clothes tattered and his expression cold. He looked down at Li Ya, his eyes devoid of any emotion.
Zheng Liudao, seeing Li Ya's fury, laughed, "I merely captured the cause and effect from you two. I didn't expect him to be so important to you. What do you think, should you join him? This is a rare opportunity of immortality!"
Li Ya didn't respond but turned to the Divine Spirit on his shoulder and roared, "Didn't you hear that? I want you to kill him!"
The Divine Spirit was startled and immediately summoned greater power.
Rumble—
Divine City trembled, the light screen enveloping the entire city emitted countless light beams, all of which aimed at Zheng Liudao.
Zheng Liudao's three-tailed ghost beast roared, causing the earth to shake, and forcefully blocked the city's power.
Pfft—
Li Ya spat out a large mouthful of blood, his eyes began to bleed, and he gritted his teeth, "Continue!"
The Divine Spirit hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand, the light beams from Divine City surged with renewed vigor, overpowering the three-tailed ghost beast's roar and drawing closer to it.
Zheng Liudao was stunned, his eyes showing interest.
Li Ya's seven orifices bled, his back began to bend, but his gaze remained fixed on the sky, as if he wanted to tear Zheng Liudao to pieces.
"Amitabha! Li Layi, you need not force yourself; it is futile!"
Shen Xinzi's voice suddenly echoed through the heavens, his tone serious.
A golden light rose from the city, piercing through the protective screen and through the neck of the three-tailed ghost beast. It struggled instinctively but could not dispel the golden light.
Zheng Liudao looked at Shen Xinzi, his eyes flickering.
Inside the golden light was a golden staircase, Shen Xinzi ascending from the bottom, his body radiating Buddha light, and the prayer beads in his hand burning.
Li Ya looked at him, surprised.
"Li Layi, you are still young. Let this poor monk make the sacrifice. As the Bodhisattva Dizang said in the Journey to the West, if I don’t go to hell, who will? Do not lose your reason over the death of a friend. Turn your anger into determination."
Shen Xinzi's voice rang out, his tone leaving no room for doubt.
With those words, he stepped out of Divine City's light screen.
His Buddha light surged, like a tidal wave submerging Zheng Liudao and the three-tailed ghost beast.
In the eyes of Li Ya and the city's cultivators, a massive golden Buddha bead appeared in the sky, trapping Zheng Liudao and his mount inside the Buddha bead in an inexplicable manner.
The massive Buddha bead vanished suddenly, followed by the disappearance of Zheng Liudao and the three-tailed ghost beast.
The Divine Spirit Resent Ghosts in the world paused, silent for a moment, then swiftly dispersed, like a school of fish, vanishing without a trace.
Li Ya followed, kneeling on the tower's top. He bowed his head slowly, muttering, "Zhang... Bu..."
Before he could finish, he fell over.
...
The world darkened, by the sea.
Zheng Liudao held Shen Xinzi's head, dragging his body onto the beach. He came to the Divine City's tombstone and threw Shen Xinzi on the ground.
He complained, "World Master, why can't I eat him? Is it because he comes from the Sea of Suffering Buddhist Sect? Why are you so wary of him?"
The voice of the World Master of the Divine City echoed from the tombstone, "He carries great cause and effect; he cannot be killed. Also, those closely tied to Zhang Buku cannot be killed."
Zheng Liudao's face changed, his anger flaring up, and he glared, "Why?"
"The one who can defy the heavens has specifically asked me to protect Zhang Buku."
Hearing this, Zheng Liudao was stunned, then fell silent.
He took a deep breath, said no more, and turned to leave.
After he disappeared, the World Master of the Divine City crawled out from the tombstone, coming to Shen Xinzi's side. He looked down at him, murmuring, "What is the Heavenly Demon's reincarnation planning with the Sea of Suffering Buddhist Sect?"
He raised his right hand, using his own power to heal Shen Xinzi.
Meanwhile.
Far away in the Medicine Valley, Gu An retracted his attention. The World Master of the Divine City was still reasonable; if he dared to cause trouble, Gu An would take the risk of offending the existence behind him and intervene.
Just thinking about Zhang Buku transforming into a Divine Spirit Resent Ghost, Gu An couldn't help but sigh.
He couldn't constantly focus on Zhang Buku. When he discovered Zhang Buku in the Divine City, Zhang Buku had already transformed into a Divine Spirit Resent Ghost, fortunately with a sliver of will remaining.
If the World Master of the Divine City were to vanish, all Divine Spirit Resent Ghosts would disappear, meaning Zhang Buku was already bound to the World Master of the Divine City.
(End of Chapter)
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