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Chapter 425: Giving Face to a Senior
Chapter 425: Giving Face to a Senior
A Freedom Immortal over six million years old!
A lifespan of fifty million years!
A maximum lifespan of one hundred million years!
No wonder he is the ruler of the Immortal Dynasty in this era.
Gu An looked at the Yang Immortal Emperor, his heart filled with awe as this string of numbers showcased the Emperor's might.
Wu Jue was still claiming to be the Yang Immortal Emperor, unaware that the real Emperor was approaching.
The Yang Immortal Emperor wore a purple robe, his handsome features exuding a transcendent aura, especially his eyes, which shone with divine light, and his brows, which couldn't conceal his pride.
The haughty aura of a heaven-defying genius cultivated over millions of years left a lasting impression on anyone who laid eyes on him.
The Yang Immortal Emperor didn't scan the second floor but locked his gaze directly on Gu An.
He approached Gu An, walking right up to Wu Jue, who was still mentioning the Yang Immortal Emperor. Unbothered, the Emperor looked at Gu An, raised his hand in greeting, and said, "May I sit and chat with you, fellow cultivator?"
Gu An glanced at him and nodded slightly.
Wu Jue scrutinized the Yang Immortal Emperor, sensing an extraordinary bearing about him.
"Do you know him?" Wu Jue asked curiously, aware of Gu An's remarkable ability to make friends, with acquaintances across the Great Profound Sect. This was one of the things he admired most about Gu An.
Before displaying his talent, Wu Jue had not a single friend.
Gu An replied, "We don't know each other, but isn't it said that meeting is fate?"
Hearing this, the Yang Immortal Emperor smiled and nodded in agreement.
Gu An waved his right hand, and a jar of wine flew up, gently landing in front of the Yang Immortal Emperor.
"Finish this jar of wine, and then we'll see if you want to be friends with us," Gu An said nonchalantly.
Although the Autumn Evening Immortal Lord had come to cause trouble, even if it wasn't arranged by the Yang Immortal Emperor, as the ruler of the Immortal Dynasty, he couldn't escape the web of cause and effect.
Hearing these words, the Yang Immortal Emperor narrowed his eyes.
Naturally, he wouldn't drink the wine, but Gu An's intention was to put him in his place.
Facing Gu An, the Yang Immortal Emperor could only sense that Gu An was at the Nascent Soul Realm. He couldn't detect any flaws in Gu An's cultivation.
After a moment's hesitation, the Yang Immortal Emperor opened the jar and lifted it to drink heartily.
Wu Jue looked at Gu An and the Yang Immortal Emperor with suspicion. This was the first time he had seen Gu An putting someone in a difficult position.
Who was this person?
Could he be a young master from a noble family who had offended Gu An? The Yang Immortal Emperor drank quickly, and as soon as he put down the jar, Gu An picked up another new jar and started drinking alone.
Seeing this, the Yang Immortal Emperor's momentary displeasure vanished, and he smiled.
It's better to resolve grudges than to hold onto them.
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After Gu An finished drinking, he put down the jar and began chatting with the Yang Immortal Emperor. The two had a tacit understanding, not revealing each other's true identities, as if they had a genuine connection and wanted to get to know each other.
Wu Jue joined in, and with Gu An's guidance, their conversation turned to the Yang Immortal Emperor.
Wu Jue admired the Yang Immortal Emperor, who, when faced with tribulation and interference from the Holy Court, didn't suppress his anger but used it as an opportunity to fight back. There might have been calculations involved, but it was still a righteous and open move, and Wu Jue admired the Emperor's bold spirit.
For some reason, Gu An felt like he had been insulted.
You little brat, who are you calling dishonest?
The Yang Immortal Emperor smiled broadly, finding Wu Jue more and more likable.
As the three of them drank and chatted, Gu An sighed, "I feel like we were born in the wrong era. Why does it seem like our generation is always plagued by disasters?"
Wu Jue nodded, sharing the same sentiment.
The Yang Immortal Emperor said, "Every generation is like this. We only remember the hardships, but that's the nature of life—a constant struggle."
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"The conflict between the Immortal Dynasty and the Holy Court has thrown the world into chaos, appearing like a great calamity. But in reality, before this, there were constant frictions between the two powers. For the major sects, the previous era might have been considered peaceful, but for the common people, every century brought various struggles. As the saying goes, when gods fight, mortals suffer. The battles of Immortal cultivators also bring disasters to mortals. Isn't the reason we cultivate to withstand the endless trials that follow?"
The Yang Immortal Emperor spoke earnestly, his meaning clear. The conflict between the Immortal Dynasty and the Holy Court affected the world's layout, but for the common people, it was just a change in the behind-the-scenes orchestrators of calamities.
All living beings suffer; such is the norm in the mortal world.
Wu Jue found this reasonable and echoed, "I wonder how many years this tribulation will last. I have a feeling it won't be over in a hundred or even a thousand years."
"That's only natural. This world is far vaster than your imagination. When the Primordial Immortal King of the Immortal Dynasty unified the heavens and earth, it took him a million years. The rise of the Holy Court, which swept across and pushed back the Immortal Dynasty, took three million years. The battle between heaven and earth is beyond the comprehension of mortals."
"The Yang Immortal Emperor nodded in agreement."
These words caused Wu Jue to look at him in surprise.
This person seemed to understand a lot, but where did he come from?
Gu An suddenly asked, "What do you think? If the Immortal Dynasty and the Holy Court were to fight, would it result in both sides being severely weakened, and a new power rising to rule the universe?"
The Yang Immortal Emperor's expression turned awkward, and his gaze towards Gu An became complicated.
Wu Jue frowned, "Is that possible? Is there any other sect in the world that can rival them?"
"Not now, but what about in ten thousand years, a hundred thousand years, or a million years from now?" Gu An shook his head.
He paused before continuing, "Moreover, I've heard that powerful beings often descend from beyond the heavens, and there are even reincarnated demon lords in the mortal realm. Do you think they might be preparing their own forces?"
Wu Jue furrowed his brows, feeling that Gu An's words made sense.
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In fact, even without Gu An's words, he had always been concerned about this. The Primordial Immortal King was the best example; although he was a fallen spirit of the Immortal Dynasty, he was completely unaware of it.
He even felt that there was an unknown force within the Immortal Dynasty pulling the strings.
He couldn't help but think back to those Immortal Spirits who supported him in starting the war, and they all seemed suspicious.
The storyteller's voice continued to echo, but the conversation among the three of them did not attract the attention of others, as there were many boastful people in the inn.
However, after half a shichen of drinking, new guests arrived and recognized Gu An's identity, enthusiastically engaging him in conversation.
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The Yang Immortal Emperor watched as Gu An conversed with those cultivators and ordinary people, and suddenly, he had a realization.
This person was incredibly powerful, yet he could humble himself and interact with ordinary people, and even more impressively, he could conceal his true strength from them, making his Dao Heart unfathomably deep.
Of course, he didn't think this approach was particularly good, as he believed in the strong ruling over the weak!
If one is not strong enough, they should become a foil for the strong!
After a shichen, Gu An and the other two left the inn. Gu An invited the Yang Immortal Emperor to spend the Spring Festival at the Third Medicine Valley, and the latter did not refuse. He still had some things he wanted to discuss further with Gu An.
The two of them returned to the Third Medicine Valley together.
As soon as they arrived, the Yang Immortal Emperor's gaze became peculiar.
A Mind-Spirit True Immortal!
The aura of the Reincarnation Tribulation! And an ordinary person with powerful blood but not a trace of spiritual energy!
He even saw two reincarnated demon lords!
Something was amiss in this medicine valley! The Third Medicine Valley was brightly lit and decorated, and even Ji Xiaoyu and the Sun Moon Dark Emperor, who rarely cultivated, were playing chess with their disciples in various places.
The Sun Moon Dark Emperor turned to look at Gu An, and when he saw the Yang Immortal Emperor, his pupils suddenly constricted.
He had an instinctive urge to flee the place, but when he thought of Gu An's strength, he felt relieved.
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He even suspected that Gu An was the Holy Heaven himself.
Who else in the Heavenly Spirit Great World could be so formidable other than the Holy Heaven?
The Sun Moon Dark Emperor withdrew his gaze and continued playing chess with the Nine-Finger Immortal Lord. The Nine-Finger Immortal Lord's face turned gloomy, and he hesitated with his move.
As Gu An walked into the medicine valley, he introduced the situation to the Yang Immortal Emperor.
The Yang Immortal Emperor became interested in the Third Medicine Valley. Afterward, Gu An asked Long Qing to help entertain the Yang Immortal Emperor, as he still had to return to his room to see Shen Zhen.
Shen Zhen was rummaging through his bookcase again! Ever since Long Qing learned of Gu An's strength, he took Gu An's instructions very seriously, as this was his chance to prove himself! He was very enthusiastic towards the Yang Immortal Emperor, and the latter also found him intriguing.
For some reason, the Yang Immortal Emperor felt that Long Qing seemed familiar, as if they had met before. He guessed that Long Qing's previous life might have crossed paths with him.
Until dusk, all the disciples gathered in the pavilion area. Some sat drinking, some stood with their arms around each other's shoulders, and some were sparring to add to the excitement, keeping the atmosphere lively.
The Yang Immortal Emperor's attention was on Gu An. He saw that Shen Zhen, Zhen Qin, Ye Lan, Ji Xiaoyu, and An Xian were surrounding Gu An, with Shen Zhen and Zhen Qin sitting on either side of Gu An, arguing intensely. Zhen Qin was almost putting her feet on the table.
This person was truly a reclusive expert!
Ye Lan watched Zhen Qin arguing on her behalf with Shen Zhen, a smile on her face. She didn't necessarily think Zhen Qin was right, but she enjoyed the atmosphere, which was different from the Branch Sect Elder Hall. Here, no one revered her, making her feel like she had returned to the Mystery Valley seven hundred years ago.
As time passed, there were still those who could help her recall her original heart, and how could that not be considered wonderful?
Ji Xiaoyu stared at Gu An, and he could read the displeasure in her eyes.
What could he do? Everyone insisted on coming to the Third Medicine Valley to celebrate the festival with him, and there was no stopping them!
Jiang Qiong was better; it was more enjoyable to spend time with her privately in the Eight Scenery Cave Heaven. With more people, trouble was more likely to occur.
(End of Chapter)
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