Chapter 800: A Major Variable
Chapter 800: A Major Variable
"Are you still unwilling to admit your mistake?"
An Zizai glared at the disciple kneeling before him, his voice heavy with anger.
The disciple lifted his head, gritting his teeth. "What have I done wrong? That person was bullying others using the power of his family. As a Wushi Disciple, I should step in!"
"Don't you know the rules of the Primordial Sect? Wushi Disciples must not interfere in the disputes of the continent. If you encounter injustice, you can report it to the authorities. With your status as a Wushi Disciple, no one will dare to neglect you."
"Reporting to the authorities? They will just make excuses. What’s the point? Isn't my cultivation meant to punish the wicked and eliminate evil?"
"Are you questioning the Primordial Sect and the Nine Spirits Imperial Dynasty?"
"I’m not questioning them. I just can't let it go when I see injustice!"
Seeing the two lock horns, Gu An understood the situation and gained a clear picture of the disciple.
This disciple was named Zhuang Xian, an eighth-generation disciple of the Primordial Sect. Born on the Nine Spirits Continent, he came from a happy family. His talent wasn't the strongest, but he had an overwhelming sense of justice. Whenever he saw injustice, he would always step in to help, which caught the attention of Duan Li.
Duan Li, who had received the modified Fate-Defying Divine Technique from Gu An, had reached a leading position in cultivation within the Primordial Sect through constant empowerment.
Zhuang Xian was Duan Li’s direct disciple, but he hadn’t inherited the Fate-Defying Divine Technique. Instead, An Zizai personally tutored him.
An Zizai treated him like his own child, only withholding the Ten-Thousand Dao Ultimate Palm.
The Nine Spirits Continent seemed harmonious, but where there were people, there was always injustice. Even at the foot of the Primordial Sect, unfairness could still occur.
Whenever the oppressed came to kneel at the Sect’s gate, An Zizai would send people to help them. He didn’t want the Wushi Disciples to interfere too much in secular affairs, as it would lead to more conflicts and change their mindset.
The Primordial Sect was ultimately a cultivation training ground, not a tool of power.
Seeing Zhuang Xian still being stubborn, An Zizai was so angry he wanted to strike out, but his right hand hovered over the disciple’s head, unable to bring itself to land the blow.
"You really want to drive me mad!"
An Zizai glared and was about to scold him harshly when he suddenly noticed Gu An approaching. His anger immediately dissipated, and he hurriedly walked around Zhuang Xian to greet Gu An.
Zhuang Xian instinctively turned his head. When he saw Gu An, his face changed drastically, and his heart raced with anxiety.
He wasn’t close to the Ancestor, but he had met him a few times. Though they didn’t interact much, he admired the Ancestor the most.
The thought of disgracing himself in front of the Ancestor made his heart race.
However, he didn’t regret his actions. He believed he hadn’t done anything wrong. Even if he was expelled from the Primordial Sect, he wouldn’t regret it.
"Are you planning to strike a junior?"
Gu An approached An Zizai, smiling, while the prompts to seize lifespan kept popping up in his mind, making him feel quite pleased.
An Zizai, hearing this, almost broke out in a cold sweat. He sighed, "Who wouldn’t be stubborn like this..."
He recounted what Zhuang Xian had done. Though he seemed angry, there was a hint of pride in his voice.
Zhuang Xian was just, loved to stand up for the wronged, and was absolutely unyielding. Such disciples were rare, even in the Wushi Dao Field.
While there were no evil people among the Wushi Disciples, after millions of years of inheritance, most had developed a detached attitude, often described as cold.
An Zizai understood that Gu An's restrictions were to prevent the disciples from becoming too indulgent. As such, he couldn’t easily judge whether the rules of the Primordial Sect were right or wrong. His duty was to follow the rules left by Gu An.
"He’s not bad either. We must allow for different types of people. Even if their methods differ, as long as their hearts are in the right place, it’s not a problem. If you want to temper him, why not let him go out and train?"
Gu An said with a smile. For some reason, looking at Zhuang Xian, he was reminded of his reincarnation body, Yang Xian. Yang Xian also loved to stand up for justice and never backed down, but Yang Xian's temperament was not as restless as Zhuang Xian's.
Speaking of which, Li Ya also had a sense of justice, but Li Ya was more measured in his actions and didn't stubbornly stick to his principles.
"He spends his days idling about. To reach the Immortal Realm, he still has a long way to go", An Zizai shook his head and sighed.
"That’s fine. Let him go out early, as an exception."
Gu An waved his sleeve and laughed, appearing very generous, but his words made An Zizai hesitate.
An Zizai wanted to say something but held back. Gu An, seeing through his thoughts, said irritably, "When I say it’s for training, it’s for training. I never beat around the bush. I also want to see if he can retain his pure heart after experiencing the mortal world. I’m looking forward to it."
With that, Gu An walked towards the distant forest, his gaze subtly passing over Zhuang Xian’s back.
An Zizai was stunned for a moment, then felt a surge of joy. He quickly bowed to Gu An.
After Gu An disappeared into the forest, An Zizai approached Zhuang Xian.
At that moment, Zhuang Xian was anxious. He didn’t know whether Ancestor’s decision to send him out for training was to temper him or to dampen his spirit.
An Zizai looked down at him and said, "You heard it. Get ready to go out for training. I won’t limit how long you stay, but you must be away for at least a thousand years."
Zhuang Xian showed no fear and declared loudly, "Alright! I won’t let you or Ancestor down!"
His words seemed like a promise, but his tone suggested he was challenging An Zizai.
An Zizai glared at him and urged, "Get out of here quickly!"
Zhuang Xian bowed to An Zizai and then left.
"Remember to tell your master first."
An Zizai reminded him. In response, Zhuang Xian waved his hand without turning back.
Watching his back, An Zizai’s stern expression softened, replaced by anticipation.
It had been so many years, and this was the first time the Great Grandmaster had personally arranged for a disciple to go out for training, and he was looking forward to whether this young man would change.
"I hope you truly remain as righteous as you claim. If you do, you will rise, and this will be the blessing that a righteous heart deserves."
An Zizai thought to himself, already seeing deeper implications.
If Zhuang Xian returned and received Gu An’s rewards and legacy, it would inspire other disciples to do good and guide the Primordial Sect in the right direction.
"But then again, why does the Great Grandmaster seem so pleased? What could have happened?"
An Zizai turned to look in the direction Gu An had gone, curious.
On the other side, Gu An continued along the mountain path, sunlight filtering through the leaves and landing on him.
The prompt in front of him had not stopped, and his lifespan had increased to an astonishing degree. He even felt that after this battle, he could advance to a higher realm.
Of course, it would be best to avoid drawing attention.
If he broke through again, even in the Chaos Realm, it might alarm the entire Heavenly Court, and perhaps even the Celestial Emperor, who was absorbed in reincarnation, would be roused.
At that moment, Gu An raised an eyebrow.
The situation in the Three Thousand Great Worlds had changed!
Was even such an existence going to join the battle?
This was a scenario that had not appeared in his fate’s decree before, indicating that the background of the Grand Immortal Tai Xian was far from simple.
(End of Chapter)
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