Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses - Chapter 49

Chapter 49: Chapter 49 Daoist Expansion Skill, Divine Power Collection

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“So, I’m actually a genius?”

Upon hearing Wuxin’s words, Gu An almost burst into laughter.

He chuckled and said, “In my eyes, you’ve always been a genius. Are you planning to teach me your cultivation technique?”

Wuxin nodded and said, “When I say genius, I mean compared to others in the valley. But compared to my brothers and sisters, my talent is quite ordinary. The technique I practice is called Daoist Expansion Skill, taught by a divine monk.”

“Once I start cultivating this technique, my cultivation realm won’t increase, but my cultivation will keep accumulating. I plan to unseal my realm before my time is up. By then, my spirit root qualification and lifespan will transform. However, once unsealed, the Daoist Expansion Skill will lose its effects.”

After hearing this, Gu An couldn’t help but become interested in the Daoist Expansion Skill.

“What realm is that divine monk in?” he asked curiously.

Wuxin shook his head and said, “I’m not sure about his cultivation level. He calls himself the Immortal Seeking Taoist.”

“If he’s a Taoist, why is he called a divine monk?”

“He accepted tonsure and wears a kasaya; how could he be a Taoist? I modeled my appearance after his. He said I would have extraordinary qi fortune in the future and forcibly accepted me into tonsure. The scars on my head were left by him, and now, I can’t grow any hair.”

As he spoke, Wuxin felt wronged. He also wanted to be as handsome as Gu An and attract women.

Gu An didn’t press further and let Wuxin explain the Daoist Expansion Skill.

He wanted to see how profound this Daoist Expansion Skill was.

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Wuxin began to explain the Daoist Expansion Skill earnestly. It took him a full hour to finish.

The Daoist Expansion Skill was indeed profound. Its qi control method was extremely complex. From Gu An’s cultivation level’s perspective, the Daoist Expansion Skill concealed other mysteries.

“Senior brother, do you remember it? Or should I write it down for you tomorrow?” Wuxin asked with concern.

Gu An smiled and nodded, “Sure. This technique sounds truly formidable. Thank you for your kindness. Let’s rest for now.”

“No need for thanks between us,” Wuxin said with a smile. He was elated and felt he had finally helped his senior brother.

With that, he turned and left.

Once Wuxin went downstairs, Gu An began to practice the Daoist Expansion Skill.

Wuxin worried that he wouldn’t remember, so Gu An humored him to avoid revealing his current talent and cultivation level.

In reality, unless the method was exceptionally unique, Gu An could remember it by hearing it just once.

…

Three days later, in the mountains and forests, Gu An was sparring sword techniques with Su Han.

That day, Qiu Qianli caused trouble, and Su Han stood bravely with his sword at the front, which moved Gu An. He decided to teach him a few moves.

Su Han initially had low expectations, thinking his master was just bored. But once they sparred, the outcome was entirely different from what he had anticipated.

Gu An wielded a wooden sword, using simple steps and ordinary sword moves. Yet, he easily dismantled each of Su Han’s moves.

Su Han was greatly astonished, his esteem for Gu An soaring.

After dozens of moves, Gu An flicked Su Han’s sword out of his hand, sending it to the ground.

Looking at the wooden sword hovering near his throat, Su Han swallowed nervously, stunned as he looked at Gu An.

Gu An withdrew his sword and, with a smile, asked, “How was it?”

“Remarkable…” Su Han replied sheepishly.

Gu An shook his head, “I didn’t ask for your evaluation of me. Did you sense anything?”

Su Han hesitated and then carefully recalled.

Wait!

He seemed to have realized something, his face changing drastically in surprise. He looked at Gu An and hesitantly asked, “Master, were you using moves from the Hateful Heaven Divine Sword?”

Gu An nodded, “That’s right. My understanding of the Hateful Heaven Divine Sword isn’t deep. Do you know why I could counter your sword moves?”

“Why?” Su Han asked.

“I’m faster than you.”

“But…?”

“Do you feel I’m slower than you, yet I always counter your moves?”

“Yes, master, I really feel you’re slower, but still…”

“Think carefully. I seem slow because you’re watching me, but my eyes are on your sword. Before you strike, I’ve already judged your sword’s trajectory. When you attack, I do too. As the defender, my sword covers less distance, so when our swords clash, I seem slower but can still catch up to you.”

Gu An explained patiently. Su Han frowned, meticulously recalling their sparring.

Su Han soon understood.

Indeed, from the moment their swords rose, the outcome was decided.

Looking up at Gu An with admiration, Su Han sighed, “Master, you are truly incredible. You became better than me at the Hateful Heaven Divine Sword after just looking at its manual once.”

Gu An stepped closer and smiled, “I’ve also practiced swordsmanship, so I understand better than you. But keep this to yourself. I have some grudges, and others shouldn’t know I know swordsmanship.”

Touched, Su Han quickly knelt on one knee, raising his hand in vow.

“I swear never to reveal that master knows swordsmanship. If I do, may I be struck by lightning and live a lonely life!”

Gu An hastily helped him up, exasperatedly saying, “No need to swear. Your word is enough for me.”

Despite his words, he was satisfied with Su Han’s attitude.

With his cautious nature, guiding Su Han in sword training was already risky.

Su Han scratched his head, smiling sheepishly.

Gu An continued to instruct Su Han in swordsmanship. Though he didn’t practice the Hateful Heaven Divine Sword diligently, his mastery of the Taicang Divine-Shocking Sword made it easy to give pointers.

After half an hour, Gu An left the forest, leaving Su Han to train alone.

He went to the valley entrance, his eyes locking on a wooden railing in a garden where someone stood, accompanied by the servant disciple Yang Min.

Jiang Qiong!

How dare this rascal openly enter Mystic Valley in broad daylight?

Gu An silently cursed. He had noticed Jiang Qiong approaching Mystic Valley and thus ended his session with Su Han early.

He hadn’t stopped Jiang Qiong earlier because Jiang Qiong approached by flying on his sword, showing no effort to conceal himself.

Gu An walked briskly over and addressed Yang Min, “You can go now. I’ll entertain her.”

Relieved, Yang Min quickly left.

Jiang Qiong turned to Gu An and smiled, “Your disciple is quite shy.”

Gu An replied, “Let’s talk upstairs.”

Jiang Qiong didn’t object and followed him up to the loft.

Once inside, Gu An closed the door and softly asked, “Martial Master, why are you here, and during the day no less?”

Jiang Qiong took a seat, then waved her sleeve, sending four pieces of talisman paper to the doors and windows. She picked up the teapot on the table and poured herself some tea, saying nonchalantly, “What are you worried about? I’m still an Inner Sect disciple of the Supreme Sect. Before my severe injury, my identity wasn’t exposed. I hid because I had enemies. But over these years, I found out they’re dead.”

Gu An sat down across from her and curiously asked, “Were your enemies from the Supreme Sect?”

“To be precise, they were like me, demon path spies,” Jiang Qiong said with a mocking smile, emphasizing the words “demon path spies.”

Gu An wanted to ask more, but Jiang Qiong waved her hand, “No more questions. I plan to stay in your Medicine Valley for a while until things calm down. What do you say?”

Gu An asked, frowning, “What happened?”

He could tell Jiang Qiong was severely injured, merely putting on a brave face.

Jiang Qiong’s eyes turned complicated as she said softly, “That Ji Xiaoyu isn’t simple. Just entering the Core Formation Realm, she avoided my attack. In a moment of my distraction, a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Ji Family severely injured me.”

“Did you strike?” Gu An asked, instantly tense.

Jiang Qiong rolled her eyes at him and said irritably, “I didn’t reveal my true self, thanks to the Demon Shadow Divine Skill I taught you. You needn’t worry.”

Gu An sighed in relief.

He asked, “Did anyone take Ji Xiaoyu’s Primordial Daoist Talisman?”

Jiang Qiong shook her head and said, “No one succeeded. With the Qilin Step, even Nascent Soul cultivators can’t easily approach her. The Ji Family members and Supreme Sect cultivators blocked any Divinity Transformation level demon path cultivator or stronger. The Supreme Sect Elders are indeed powerful…”

She seemed to recall something, her face showing a hint of fear.

Hearing that Ji Xiaoyu was fine, Gu An felt relieved.

Both of them surviving was, in his view, the best outcome.

Gu An looked at Jiang Qiong, thinking about how to comfort her.

Jiang Qiong gazed at him, smiling slyly, “You didn’t tip off the Ji Family, did you?”

Gu An quickly shook his head, “How could I? I’m not that kind of person!”

“Really?”

“Really! Does Martial Master want me to swear?”

Gu An said seriously. Su Han had just sworn to him earlier, and now he had to swear to Jiang Qiong?

Jiang Qiong studied him, tutting in amazement, “There’s no need. Actually, I wanted you to report to the Ji Family.”

Gu An was puzzled, not understanding her meaning.

Jiang Qiong took a sip of tea and smiled, “Seeing you at the Ji Mansion gate, I came up with an idea: through you, to tip off the Ji Family, making them very vigilant. Only then can there be a fierce battle once Ji Xiaoyu’s Core Formation is complete.”

“Too bad, I didn’t expect you to be such a person. I misjudged you.” Jiang Qiong feigned a pained look and sighed.

Gu An remained silent.

Jiang Qiong’s tone softened as she smiled, “But this shows you favor me more, and I didn’t care for you in vain. From now on, I will treat you well. Congratulations, you’ve won your Martial Master’s heart.”

“Martial Master, please don’t talk nonsense!”

“Haha, look at you, bound by the rules of the Righteous Path, can’t even take a joke.”

Jiang Qiong covered her mouth, laughing, leaving Gu An feeling helpless.

Just then, Jiang Qiong reached into her storage bag at her waist and placed a piece of bronze on the table.

The bronze piece was square with chipped edges, engraved with densely packed tiny characters.

Jiang Qiong’s eyes burned with eagerness, “This is my true purpose for going to the Ji Mansion. It’s the Ji Family’s Divine Power Collection, containing one of their ten great divine powers. It was a gift from the Ji Family’s Clan Leader to Ji Xiaoyu. This item requires the direct bloodline of the Ji Family to activate. Of course, someone above the Divinity Transformation Realm can forcibly break the restriction within.”

“Passing down Ji Xiaoyu’s Qilin Step and this Divine Power Collection, it seems they’re preparing her to join the Holy Land.”

Divine Power Collection?

Gu An’s eyes couldn’t help but gaze at the bronze piece, filled with curiosity.

Jiang Qiong pushed the bronze piece towards Gu An, saying, “Keep this for now. Hide it in the Eight Scenic Caves. When I get the direct bloodline of the Ji Family’s essence blood, I’ll come to you. Keeping this on me is risky.”

Gu An looked at the bronze piece on the table, blinking.

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