Chapter 1047: Chapter 1038: Nine Netherworld

Faced with the threat from Luoxu Saint Venerable, Gu An did not take it to heart; in reality, he no longer regarded the Saints with much concern.

“Then I thank Fellow Daoist for your kind intentions, but I also advise you not to wade into troubled waters.”

Gu An said softly, his gaze fixed on the black shadow by the pavilion, making the shadow feel uneasy. Official source is novel✦fire.net

There was no further response from Luoxu Saint Venerable, clearly weighing the meaning in Gu An’s words.

The young monk stood behind Gu An, unable to conceal his fear, especially when looking at that shadow; he couldn’t maintain his composure.

The world fell into silence, becoming increasingly oppressive.

Only when the sound of flowing water started did the young monk inexplicably relax, as if the invisible pressure had dissipated.

He was about to speak, but then he saw Gu An raise his hand.

“Elder! I was wrong! I didn’t know there was a Saint in this realm, I…” the shadow said anxiously.

Before he finished speaking, Gu An waved his sleeve, directly dispelling him.

Not only was this Divine Soul dispelled, but also all the karma related to the shadow; except for Luoxu Saint Venerable, no living soul in his Dao Universe would remember him.

The young monk was stunned seeing this scene.

He could still remember the shadow, which was also deliberately orchestrated by Gu An, allowing him to remember this experience.

“What was that black shadow just now, and who was the speaking person? Where did the voice come from?” the young monk cautiously asked, circling around Gu An.

Gu An ignored the prompt of life-span extraction before him and softly replied, “There are too many things in this world you don’t know about. Don’t you feel that personally exploring them is more meaningful and interesting?”

After hearing this, the young monk remained silent for a moment, then returned to his stone bench. After sitting down, he stared at Gu An and asked, “Then can you tell this humble monk, who are you and why did you help me?”

“I am Gu An, your senior brother, though that was many lifetimes ago. The reborn you no longer remembers me.”

Gu An said with a smile, lifting his right hand to bring out another jar of wine.

“Senior brother… past life…”

The young monk was struck by these words, unsure whether to believe them.

Gu An was not interested in playing a guessing game with Wuxin. He had already used such games on other old friends. After helping Wuxin this time, he would not appear again in Wuxin’s life.

The young monk was unaware this was his last encounter with Gu An, but he knew today would be a turning point in his life.

Though unsure if Gu An was deceiving him, Gu An did save him just now, and he had always harbored a dream of Immortal Cultivation, despite being unable to calm his heart to cultivate, influenced by mysterious forces within him.

After drinking a bowl of wine, Gu An took several secret manuals from his sleeve and stacked them on the table.

After doing all this, he stood up and said with a smile, “Junior brother, should you one day recall your past life’s memories and encounter an unsolvable problem, you may seek the Beginningless and reveal your past life’s name with me to the Master of the Beginningless; she will assist you.”

So saying, Gu An turned and left.

The young monk watched him depart, words unspoken.

To him in this life, they were merely brief acquaintances. After such a bizarre experience, he didn’t know how to face Gu An.

He turned his head to look at the table, gazing at the secret manuals, feeling an indescribable regret as if he had missed an important person.

The conversation with the Saint today didn’t trouble Gu An; though the Saints had many means and were ubiquitous, they were still far from truly entering Chaos.

After seeing Wuxin, Gu An still needed to wander other worlds.

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Time flew by, like an arrow.

A million years passed.

The war between Chaos and the Heavenly Dao completely ceased, and the Heavenly Dao returned to peace, with Celestial Dao Destiny soaring, most notably manifested in Central Heaven.

During these ages, Wushiji disciples gradually entered the Wushi Realm, all through the No-Beginning Dao Gate within the Beginningless Dojo, and upon entering, all were amazed by the vastness of the Wushi Realm.

They had thought the Wushi Realm was a Little World, but it turned out to be larger than Central Heaven.

Even after a million years, no disciple knew exactly how vast the Wushi Realm was.

Apart from the progeny brought by the Wushiji disciples, Gu An also began to perform life-span transition, reviving many beings, mostly from Chaos, who were utilized by Cangming for warfare.

After all, the beings he exterminated within the Heavenly Dao all deserved to die.

The Wushi Realm itself was void, creation occurred only with living beings.

Mountains and rivers began to appear, followed by palaces and buildings, as the Wushi Realm became more colorful.

Above the clouds in the Wushi Realm sat a palace, the Taoist Palace of An Xin, created by utilizing the fate of the Wushi Realm.

On this day, An Zizai brought Wu Xie to see An Xin.

In the great hall, Wu Xie curiously surveyed his surroundings. He had no objection to An Xin being the Master of the Wushi Realm, not only because the Ancestor favored An Xin, but also because An Xin was powerful enough.

Among the Second Generation Disciples, only An Xin was beyond his understanding and made him nervous.

An Zizai gestured in respect towards An Xin, who was meditating on the high seat, clad in a black robe embroidered with a golden phoenix, her long hair coiled under a white jade crown, with a cold and glamorous demeanor like a supreme empress, exuding immense pressure.

It was not An Xin’s intention to do so, just that as she wielded the Wushi Main Sword over time, her aura also increased, reaching an uncontrollable level because her realm couldn’t yet master the power she possessed.

“Master, a disciple was captured by mysterious forces to the Underworld. I’ve dispatched other disciples to investigate, but their trail stopped outside the Nine Netherworld. The Nine Netherworld is a power established by the Celestial Court in the Underworld, and without Celestial Order, it would be inadvisable to force entry. I wish to send Wu Xie there. What do you think?”

An Zizai spoke, involving the Celestial Court, instinctively wanting to seek the Ancestor. Unfortunately, since arriving in the Wushi Realm, they hadn’t seen the Ancestor again, not even when returning to the Beginningless Dojo. He could only turn to An Xin.

An Xin opened her eyes and said, “The Nine Netherworld has been quite dominant lately; just sending Wu Xie might be unwise.”

Gu An had previously instructed her, granting her full command over the Beginningless unless it faced complete annihilation, in which case he would not intervene.

An Xin was reluctant to disturb Gu An, as the Beginningless grew mightier, further conflicts with the Celestial Court were inevitable, a common dilemma among all powerful Daoist Lineages in the Heavenly Dao – figuring out how to deal with the Celestial Court.

Wu Xie immediately said, “Master, rest assured, I am now a Daluo Immortal. Even if I can’t shake the Nine Netherworld, I am confident I can rescue the disciple. I won’t act recklessly.”

An Zizai nodded and said, “This young one is no longer the same; he discovered new Divine Skills recently. Let him give it a try.”

An Xin, holding the fate of the Wushi Realm, foresaw the future of An Zizai and Wu Xie; she knew the outcome of Wu Xie’s venture, and she pondered aloud, “Since you wish to go, then go, but remember, look carefully at whom you are rescuing. Don’t blindly trust them just because they’re a Wushiji Disciple.”

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