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Chapter 753: The Growing Nothingness
Chapter 753: The Growing Nothingness
After guiding Xiao Lan through the method to awaken her Primordial Body, Gu An did not ask much about the Xiao Family's prodigy.
Xiao Lan didn't expect him to personally get involved; getting the method was enough. She then stopped mentioning it and continued to show Gu An around the Xiao Family estate. The current Xiao Family dominated a vast territory, and there were significant changes every century. Knowing that Gu An enjoyed wandering, she planned to take him on a tour. If he liked the place, he could visit more often in the future.
After the two left, a White-robed Youth on the square opened his eyes and looked toward the grand palace.
"Strange, was that feeling just an illusion?"
The White-robed Youth muttered to himself. He looked around, then closed his eyes again and resumed his cultivation.
Time passed. Apart from his monthly herb-gathering schedule, Gu An spent all his remaining time relaxing. He even transformed into a mortal and explored the Mortal World. He worked as a farmer, a scholar, fished along the coast, hunted in the deep mountains, and even served as a powerful minister in the imperial court, stirring up trouble. Each identity had its own ending, and he would not form any karmic ties or reveal his status as an immortal cultivator.
Eight hundred thousand years passed quickly, and the Celestial Emperor Conflict erupted. The powerful Vast Worlds became the primary battlefields, and the Tian Dao Qiyun began to spread, affecting more and more major worlds. The Heavenly Spirit Grand World was no exception and found itself embroiled in the turmoil.
The Heavenly Spirit Grand World produced an increasing number of geniuses, some of whom had constitutions that rivaled the Primordial Body. The growth rate of these geniuses reflected the depth of their sects, and their clashes often served as excuses for ambitious individuals.
The friction between the Nine Teachings of the Under Heaven grew more intense. Peace was a rarity, and for many strong individuals, it was a constraint. They lay in wait, ready to stir up the Under Heaven's storms at the right moment.
That year, Gu An rarely held a Spring Festival at the Wu Shi Training Ground. Under An Zizai's organization, the festival was lively, and some Fourth Generation Disciples were thrilled to share a drink with Gu An for the first time.
During the banquet, Gu An agreed that the Fourth Generation Disciples could start Taking Disciples. The standards were the same as for the previous three generations: they could only take one disciple. From now on, the Third Generation Disciples could take a second disciple, which made the disciples even happier.
They had a deep affection for Nothingness and naturally hoped it would grow stronger. The Nine Spirits Continent, with its abundance of talented individuals, was fertile ground for recruitment. With Gu An's approval, many more would kneel before the training ground, and Nothingness would not lack for geniuses.
Evening fell.
Gu An swirled his wine flask, gazing at the sunset. In his eyes, a shocking battle was reflected: one Vast World was invading another. Endless streams of beings crossed the void, determined to continue even if it meant their own destruction.
"Master, I've compiled a register of all the disciples. Would you like to take a look?"
An Xing sat down beside Gu An and spoke softly.
Gu An had restrictions on the Third and Fourth Generation Disciples Taking Disciples but not on the Second Generation. The number of Wu Shi Disciples had surpassed one hundred and fifty, and even the youngest had grown into capable individuals. If they left, they could stand on their own.
Of course, to leave Nothingness, they had to at least cultivate to the Zizai Immortal Realm.
Gu An took the roster, flipped it open with one hand, and carefully examined it. He mainly focused on An Xing's writing, which could reveal the depth of her Dao Intent and her state of mind while writing.
"Master, if the Celestial Emperor Conflict affects the Heavenly Spirit Grand World, could we be given a chance to hone our skills?" An Xing saw that Gu An was in a good mood today, so she smiled and asked softly.
Cultivation, aside from seeking longevity, is fundamentally about becoming stronger than others. After cultivating for millions of years, the disciples could only spar with their fellow disciples, which made them feel bored. They also wanted to slay demons and save the world, just like the stories Gu An wrote.
An Xing wanted to do something to apply what she had learned.
"Sure, you can arrange it when the time comes."
Gu An glanced at An Xing and replied with a smile. This response, however, made An Xing uneasy, fearing that Gu An might be angry.
"Master, if you don't want us to do this, we won't go out", An Xing quickly reassured him.
Gu An gave a helpless smile and said, "I won't play games with you. Since I've agreed, it means I really do approve."
An Xing sighed in relief upon hearing this.
For some reason, over the past million years, she felt that her master was becoming more authoritative. Although he still smiled, the extraordinary and transcendent aura he exuded brought her increasing pressure. If she felt this way, how much more so for the other disciples?
Gu An heard her thoughts but did not explain.
He no longer cared what others thought. Even if they were nervous around him, it didn't matter, as he wouldn't harm those close to him. Their nervousness didn't affect anything.
He was now thinking about when to break through.
He already had a lifespan of 1,116 trillion years, which was considerable, but he still felt it wasn't enough to break through steadily.
Of course, if he had to wait for 10,000 trillion years, he wouldn't be able to wait that long.
After hearing Gu An's words, An Xing realized she had been overthinking and started to speculate about what her master was thinking.
Master wasn't a petty person. He either agreed or disagreed; he never made the disciples guess.
Then, she offered Gu An a cup of wine, bowed, and took her leave.
...
In the torn Dark Void, countless beings were engaged in fierce battles, their numbers more numerous than the stars, a sight that was both shocking and horrifying. Explosions erupted from all directions, and the fabric of space and time twisted, with mysterious shadows darting through the darkness.
Zhang Buku, clad in silver armor, was also in the midst of the battle. He wielded a spear with a majestic aura, and no one could stand in his way. His gaze was fixed on a distant, massive figure.
The Moroc Kylin!
Zhang Buku didn't know the demon's name or see its true form, only its blood-red eyes, which filled him with dread.
What terrifying demons!
Their aura was even stronger than that of a Heavenly Guardian!
He was puzzled. How could the Celestial Emperor command such demons to fight for him? Wasn't the Heavenly Court supposed to intervene?
Although he was a Heavenly Soldier with a Xianshen status, he didn't even have the qualification to enter the Heavenly Court, which sometimes filled him with bitterness, but this bitterness only fueled his determination.
He was determined to ascend the Heavenly Ascension Steps and reach the Heavenly Court!
Zhang Buku's eyes hardened, and he pushed aside his distracting thoughts, charging toward the Moroc Kylin.
The Celestial Emperor Conflict had already begun, and their mission was to conquer this vast world. As vanguards, they couldn't retreat. The Heavenly Court's Qi Yun ensured they wouldn't die. With the assurance of immortality, no matter how strong the enemy, he was fearless.
Many other Heavenly Soldiers shared his resolve, all striving to reach the Moroc Kylin.
In the depths of the vast void, a massive Moroc Kylin had a black-clothed man standing on its head. With his arms crossed, he looked down at the Heavenly Soldiers charging toward him, his eyes filled with disdain.
(End of Chapter)
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