Chapter 100: Chapter 100: Shenzhou Scripture, The Fear of the Unification Realm
Gu An didn't know what Yang Ni was thinking. He chose Lu Jiujia simply because there was no one else to choose.
As for Yang Ni, in his eyes, she would eventually have to leave, so he didn't even consider her for the position of senior disciple.
When it was late at night and the banquet had ended, everyone returned to their rooms. Gu An quietly made his way to the Eight Scenic Caves.
Lately, he had been delving into the Myriad Poison Mystic Skill and had gained considerable insight.
He came to the Green Vine Tree, and with a thought, a figure emerged from a hole, moving as fast as the wind, brushing through the grass along the way.
The figure was none other than Meng Lang, now transformed into a Poison Corpse.
Gu An manipulated Meng Lang with his mind, directing him to pick a mature medicinal herb.
After Meng Lang picked it, Gu An waited for a long time without receiving any notification of life span absorption.
The plan failed!
It seemed he would have to do it himself from now on!
Gu An felt a little regretful but not disappointed. The harvests from the Third Medicine Valley and Tianya Valley were already substantial. His yearly life span income was at least one hundred thousand years and was still growing.
In less than a century, he could reach a lifespan of tens of millions of years!
At such a speed, Gu An was already very satisfied. After all, for ordinary cultivators, how many realms could they cultivate in a hundred years?
Gu An sent Meng Lang back to the cave, then took out the Heavenly Residence Sword and began practicing the Wood Spirit Sword Technique.
The next morning, Gu An came down from the attic and led the disciples in their exercises. Yang Ni also joined in. After the exercises, Yang Ni quickly headed for the forest.
Gu An felt something was off about her. She was acting very strangely today, so he observed her and saw her planting seeds in the forest. His eyebrows raised slightly.
Those seeds looked unfamiliar!
As a Mahayana Realm cultivator with a photographic memory and keen observation, he could tell at a glance that those seeds were of a species he had never seen before.
He immediately walked over and came up behind Yang Ni.
“What are you planting?” Gu An asked curiously, throwing a life span detection at her palm as she stood up.
[Ephemera (Sixth Grade): 0/120/5000]
A sixth-grade Spirit Flower?
And its name was Ephemera!
Gu An couldn't help but associate it with the Ephemera Sect.
Yang Ni answered, “I got these from an enemy's storage bag a long time ago. I don't know their exact name. These seeds have been in my bag for decades, and I just thought to plant them today.”
“Really?” Gu An mused.
Yang Ni observed his expression and said, “Yes, is it forbidden to plant them?”
“Go ahead.”
Gu An smiled and didn't point out the origin of the flower.
Yang Ni wanted to plant a sixth-grade Spirit Flower. How could he refuse?
Anyway, the medicinal herbs she planted would also be picked by him.
Soon, Gu An encouraged Yang Ni with a few words and then turned and left.
Yang Ni looked at his back, unable to figure him out more and more.
“I'm actually being fooled by a Foundation Establishment boy.” Yang Ni thought with self-mockery, then squatted down to continue planting the Ephemera.
No matter what Gu An guessed, as long as he allowed her to plant the Ephemera, she would plant it!
She glanced at Gu An's back and thought to herself, “When I make a name for myself, I'll spare your life and then recommend you to join the Ephemera Sect.”
Having spent so many years together, she quite liked Gu An, thinking it would be a shame if such a talented junior died in the sect's conflicts.
Someone like him should be brought into the Ephemera Sect to continue shining brightly.
After the New Year, everything revived, and the Supreme Sect became bustling again.
In early March, Gu An and Shen Zhen were discussing books in the tower when they suddenly felt something, setting down their books.
Gu An cleared his throat and said, “Put these things away.”
Shen Zhen's cheeks flushed as she hurriedly put all the drawings on the table into her storage bag.
After tidying up, they went downstairs.
They came to the open space in front of the attic, looking up at the sky where a group of cultivators was flying towards them. Gu An saw a familiar face, Ji Xiaoyu.
A total of eleven cultivators, Gu An continuously used life span detection.
Except for the leading cultivator, the other ten were all under a hundred years old. The lowest cultivation level was at the eighth layer of the Core Formation Realm, with two even reaching the Nascent Soul Realm.
Under a hundred years old and at the Nascent Soul Realm, their talent was frightening.
These geniuses had a minimum life span limit of two thousand years.
The leading cultivator was Lv Chen, with a cultivation level of the second layer of the Void Crossing Realm. After landing, he cupped his hands towards Gu An and said, “These are the disciples assigned here by the sect leader; they are now in your care, Valley Master.”
He was very polite to Gu An, without the arrogance of a great cultivator in the Void Crossing Realm. This made Gu An curious about how Lv Baitian managed his affairs.
Everyone in the Lv Family was skilled at handling people!
Gu An raised his hand in salute and said, “Thank you, Senior.”
Lv Chen, seeing his etiquette was proper, smiled and nodded before leaving swiftly.
Gu An looked at the ten Supreme Sect geniuses, who also scrutinized him in turn.
“Ms. Shen, why are you here?” a man in blue clothes frowned and asked, looking displeased with Shen Zhen standing behind Gu An.
This man was named Liu Yu, with a cultivation level at the ninth layer of the Core Formation Realm, and a maximum life span of two thousand four hundred and nine years!
Shen Zhen ignored him and said to Gu An, “Since you have guests in your Medicine Valley, I'll be leaving. Next time we'll be alone.”
Having said that, she leapt into the air, quickly disappearing behind the mountains.
Alone?
Everyone looked at Gu An with strange expressions, Liu Yu's eyes flashing with a cold gleam.
[Liu Yu has become hostile towards you and wants to attack you. Do you want to perform a life span detection on him?]
He wants to attack me?
How deep was this hatred?
Gu An said, “Ms. Shen and I just like to read books and occasionally discuss them. We have no other relationship. She also told me that her goal for a Daoist partner is the Sword Venerable Fudao.”
Everyone, being young geniuses, couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this. Liu Yu smiled awkwardly and threw an apologetic glance at Gu An.
They weren't fools. Lv Baitian had personally named Gu An to look after them, so Gu An must be extraordinary. Even if he wasn't, he was still Lv Baitian's man, and they wouldn't dare offend him.
Geniuses were favored by the Supreme Sect, but being a genius didn't mean they could do whatever they wanted. At least, if Lv Baitian wanted to deal with them, even their families would have to think twice.
Ji Xiaoyu then asked, “Valley Master, what should we do? Just give your orders.”
As soon as she spoke, the others restrained their smiles and looked at Gu An with anticipation.
The sect leader had said that coming here would cultivate their hearts, and they subconsciously believed that cultivating the heart would help their cultivation.
Gu An smiled and said, “Follow me, then. Don't complain about being tired or bitter. No one can stop halfway; only trash quits halfway.”
Upon hearing this, the geniuses became even more eager, looking at each other with eyes flashing like lightning.
Geniuses always had a competitive spirit!
Afterward, Gu An took them to a forest dozens of miles away, where they began clearing the land and then teaching them how to plant seeds. He then took them around to inspect the medicinal herbs.
Although it was mundane work, the ten disciples were very diligent, not even missing a single stone along the way.
A few days later, someone couldn't hold back anymore.
A disciple named Chang Cang stopped and looked at Gu An, asking in a deep voice, “Are you messing with us? Is cultivating the heart just making us be medicine boys?”
The others looked at Gu An as well, even Ji Xiaoyu frowned.
Gu An knew this wouldn't work, but Lv Baitian insisted on it.
After a sigh, he took out ten books from his storage bag and threw them to the ten geniuses.
Everyone was delighted, catching the books eagerly.
“Shenzhou Scripture?” someone read the title and their eyes lit up.
The name alone hinted at something profound.
Gu An turned away and said, “Figure it out yourselves.”
Having said that, he turned and left, leaving the group to start reading the book.
Liu Yu opened the first page and read, “The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao; the name that can be named is not the eternal name…”
Gu An, with his back to them, smiled.
The Shenzhou Scripture wasn't the Tao Te Ching. He had merely pieced together classic ancient quotes from Huaxia, creating a random collection that sounded profound enough.
He couldn't bear to write out the Tao Te Ching. If someone truly comprehended something from it, that would be too much.
Since getting the Shenzhou Scripture, Ji Xiaoyu and the others found their own places to meditate, not disturbing each other. The Third Medicine Valley didn't have its usual rhythm disrupted.
Five days later.
Ji Xiaoyu closed the Shenzhou Scripture and looked at the busy servant disciples in the valley below. She pondered for a while, then got up and walked down to help.
A genius sitting on the opposite mountain top observed her actions, apparently having an epiphany, and also started descending.
Though they couldn't comprehend the Shenzhou Scripture, it certainly seemed profound. They linked it to Gu An's initial arrangements, thinking they might gain insight in the agricultural work.
Another ten days passed, and the other genius disciples all joined in the Medicine Valley's tasks. They diligently worked each day, reading the Shenzhou Scripture during breaks, and practicing Qi absorption cultivation at night.
This made Gu An quite satisfied. As expected of the ten top geniuses chosen by Lv Baitian, putting aside their talent, they indeed weren't fools. If they believed something was right, they were determined to do it and persist.
Before he knew it, half a year had passed.
Gu An reached the age of fifty-nine. On this day, he was in Tianya Valley, having just finished harvesting medicinal herbs, when he suddenly felt something and his expression changed. He handed the herbs to Sun Da beside him and quickly left Tianya Valley.
This left Luo Hun and the others in the valley puzzled, but they didn't think much of it.
Ever since knowing Gu An mastered the Mystic Tortoise Surging Wave Palm, Lu Xian no longer bothered Gu An or others. He secluded himself for cultivation, as if possessed, his cultivation level increasing rapidly. At this rate, he would form a Nascent Soul within a few years.
After leaving the hundred-mile range of Tianya Valley, Gu An vanished into thin air. Three steps later, he crossed thousands of miles, arriving at Mystic Valley, and then reached the third Medicine Valley through a Transmission Array Platform.
As he stepped out of the platform, he quickly walked towards the Mystic Pure Tree.
The Mystic Pure Tree was still there, but there was someone in front of it, standing and observing.
From a distance, Gu An performed a life span detection:
[Zong Ying (Fourth Layer of Unification Realm): 860/2800/3100]
This guy had cultivated a special sorcery, with his apparent level only at the second layer of the Nascent Soul Realm.
Gu An was intrigued by Zong Ying's cultivation technique. Although a Mahayana Realm divine sense could see that he was hiding his level, it couldn't see everything clearly.
Gu An approached the Mystic Pure Tree and said, “I am Gu An, the master of this Medicine Valley. May I ask who you are…”
Zong Ying, in a Daoist robe with a sharp face, small eyes, and a goatee, looked like a bad guy.
He raised his hand with a smile and said, “I am an Inner Sect disciple named Zong Ying, passing by here and sensing the extraordinariness of this tree. Could it be the legendary Mystic Pure Tree?”
Gu An stepped forward, gripping his wrist lightly with the strength of the Foundation Establishment Realm and said with a smile, “Indeed, it is the Mystic Pure Tree. Do you want it?”
Zong Ying found it amusing, thinking this little Foundation Establishment cultivator dared to lay hands on him?
The Supreme Sect must have no one left to assign a Foundation Establishment cultivator to cultivate the Mystic Pure Tree.
Then again, such a person wouldn't attract attention.
Zong Ying intended to break free using the strength of the Nascent Soul Realm, thinking it would be enough to make the other party look bad.
However, in the next second, his expression changed.
His eyes narrowed, his brows furrowed, and he began to struggle with force.
His expression changed again, showing astonishment, then his face was overtaken by fear.
How could this be!
Chapter end
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