Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses - Chapter 62
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Chapter 62: Chapter 62: Preparing to Break Through, Immortal-Slaying Sword Array
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“What are you afraid of? There’s more than one Gu An in this world. Unlike you, I can’t just make up characters. I need to recognize someone to be able to write a story. In my eyes, you are the most fitting for the male protagonist. The only flaw, as far as I know, is your low cultivation level.”
Shen Zhen spoke earnestly, causing Gu An’s face to twitch.
Is this a compliment?
Why does it sound like a personal attack?
If I were to reveal my cultivation level, even your father wouldn’t be able to match it!
Gu An continued to persuade, but Shen Zhen stubbornly refused to change the name.
In the end, Shen Zhen proposed to exchange her name for a secret book, to which he could only agree.
After Shen Zhen left, Gu An stayed in the attic, flipping through the book she had given him.
Mystic Sound Art!
This was a spell of sound, capable of harming the internal organs or confusing the enemy’s senses. It was quite comprehensive.
Gu An happened to lack such spells and could further develop in this area in the future.
Once he had read the Mystic Sound Art through once, he put it into his Storage Bag and then got up to leave.
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A month later, Gu An arrived at Outer Gate City. He first went to the Elixir Hall to submit this year’s harvest.
Elder Zhu Qinglu received him, and he noticed Zhu Qinglu looked fatigued and had a trace of Demonic Qi churning inside him, similar to Lu Jiujia.
“Elder Zhu, you don’t look well. What’s the matter?” Gu An asked.
He didn’t understand how the Demon Skill of the Outer Sect was cultivated; some people went missing. But this time, upon arriving at Outer Gate City, he found that many disciples hiddenly had traces of Demonic Qi within them. These disciples were almost all from different halls, not ordinary disciples.
Was it collusion or a setup, he couldn’t tell, and Shen Zhen didn’t say much either.
Zhu Qinglu smiled, “Cultivation, nothing serious. Don’t you have a Medicine Valley in the Inner Sect? Move there quickly, don’t stay in the Outer Sect. Lately, demon cultivators are rampant, and it’s too dangerous outside.”
Gu An cautiously asked, “Many people have told me the Outer Sect is very dangerous right now. If it’s so dangerous, why don’t they send more people to eradicate the demons?”
“Also, what is the area under construction in the city? It’s taking up nearly a quarter of the city.”
Just arriving at Outer Gate City, he saw numerous disciples laying stones in the center of the city. Those stones were not Mortal Stones; they all contained Spiritual Energy.
To him, it seemed like a huge sacrificial platform was being set up.
Zhu Qinglu nonchalantly said, “Naturally, those above have their considerations. We can’t speculate. The best we can do is to protect ourselves as best as we can. As for the construction in the city, it’s an Array Platform, which can protect the Outer Sect in the future.”
Looking at him, Gu An felt he didn’t seem like a good person and probably knew the inside story and even benefited from it.
Gu An didn’t ask further. After a few courtesy exchanges, he left.
After leaving the Elixir Hall, Gu An stood on the street, looking at the Array Platform under construction from afar.
The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the once bustling and sunny Outer Gate City appeared so gloomy, as if it were a land of the Demon Path.
Gu An stood still for a long time before turning to leave.
The autumn wind swept through the streets, fluttering his clothes. The Qinghong Sword at his waist swayed slightly, its scabbard glinting coldly.
After leaving Outer Gate City, Gu An went to manage those Caves.
When he arrived at Li Xuanyu’s Cave, he found her inside.
“From now on, you don’t need to come here. I’m going to the Inner Sect. This is your reward,” Li Xuanyu said, sitting by the table. With a wave of her right hand, a pile of Spirit Stones stacked up on the table.
Gu An immediately bowed, then went forward to put the Spirit Stones into his Storage Bag.
He didn’t say much and turned to leave.
Watching his back, Li Xuanyu suddenly asked, “I heard your leg technique is quite impressive?”
Gu An stopped, turned to look at her, and said, “Did Senior Brother Li Ya say that? My leg technique can’t compare to his.”
Recently, Li Ya had stayed in Mystic Valley, saw Tang Yu practicing the Residual Wind Leg, and learned that Gu An had once subdued Meng Lang with it.
He didn’t expect him to tell Li Xuanyu so quickly…
“Yes, I just asked casually,” Li Xuanyu said calmly. She paused and then said, “I look forward to the day you enter the Inner Sect. Then we can compete.”
Gu An, puzzled, said helplessly, “How can I compare with you, Senior Sister? I can’t catch up with you.”
“Go back.”
Li Xuanyu didn’t respond to his words. Instead, she issued an order to leave.
Gu An could only leave.
After leaving her Cave, Gu An didn’t feel much psychological burden.
As long as he never admitted it, what could Li Xuanyu do to him?
…
At night, Gu An walked through the forest. In the afternoon, he had already told Wuxin he was going out and would return tomorrow.
He said so in advance because he was preparing to break through.
Once he broke through, it would inevitably cause a commotion. If disciples looked for him and found him not in his room, they might become suspicious.
Since going to the Outer Gate City, Gu An had felt an intense atmosphere of danger.
Those in power were cultivating Demon Skills, and noble disciples were fleeing the Outer Sect. All these signs made him anxious.
Although the Ninth Layer of the Void Crossing Realm was strong, it wasn’t like the Supreme Sect had no Void Crossing cultivators, so after struggling for several days, Gu An decided to break through another major realm.
At worst, the function of extending his life span by a million years would be delayed by a year!
This time, he circled far and walked three hundred miles by night, stopping in a dense forest. He stopped because he sensed two Nascent Soul auras, one of which he had felt before.
Zuo Yijian!
The Maniac Swordsman of Canghu Lake, who had attained Sword Enlightenment near Mystic Valley and was injured by Gu An as the Flying Leaf Sword Immortal, had last been seen at the Ji Mansion.
Gu An had suppressed his aura to the lowest level, not afraid of being noticed by Nascent Soul cultivators.
Miles away, above the forest, the blue-clothed Zuo Yijian stood in the air. Five treasure swords hovered around him, showcasing the demeanor of a sword cultivator.
Opposing him was a man in a large black robe, burly with a long staff, thick eyebrows, and leopard eyes, with a square, stern face. His black robe billowed violently, and his domineering aura pressed the forest below to the sides.
“Zuo Yijian, instead of reading books in the Inner Sect, why come to stop me?” the black-robed man asked coldly.
Zuo Yijian, expressionless, said, “Chen Xuanjin, as Great Elder of the Outer Sect, you cultivate a Demon Skill and harm your comrades. I’m not stopping you—you’ve committed many injustices. I come on behalf of the heavens to take you.”
Chen Xuanjin laughed contemptuously, “Don’t you know who I am working for?”
He then struck his staff against the ground, releasing circles of purple light that formed complex and mysterious formations over a hundred feet in diameter.
When the edge of the formation neared Zuo Yijian, it was blocked by an invisible Sword Intent, making it look like a piece was missing from the formation from above.
“I know. I can’t deal with him, but I can deal with you. If I kill you, even if the next Great Elder of the Outer Sect continues his evil deeds, at least I can protect the Outer Sect disciples for some time,” Zuo Yijian said expressionlessly. The five treasure swords around him unsheathed simultaneously, their light illuminating the night sky.
“You want to kill me?”
Chen Xuanjin seemed to hear the biggest joke, his face turning fierce. His aura erupted suddenly, and the forest within ten miles swayed violently.
Zuo Yijian’s face changed slightly, his eyes narrowing.
“A Nascent Soul of the First Layer killing a Nascent Soul of the Ninth Layer? Zuo Yijian, do you think just because you have your master to back you, I won’t dare kill you?”
“You walking the path of power without concealing yourself is a mistake in itself. Saving some mediocre Outer Sect disciples is insignificant compared to saving the entire Taicang Dynasty. If you don’t understand this, then you’ve lived in vain!”
Chen Xuanjin stood arrogantly, his domineering aura pressing against Zuo Yijian’s sword shadows, causing his five treasure swords to tremble.
“I’ll give you one last chance. Turn back now, and it’s not too late. Either return and read your Investiture of the Gods or die.” The staff in Chen Xuanjin’s hand emitted rolling Demonic Qi, forming a massive black dragon coiled around him.
Zuo Yijian took a deep breath and said, “Since you mentioned the Investiture of the Gods, do you know the Immortal-Slaying Sword Array?”
Immortal-Slaying Sword Array!
Chen Xuanjin’s face changed dramatically, surprise shining in his eyes.
Gu An, observing from a distance, was also astonished.
“A single vital breath, three divisions; law from the kettle, bind the vast void…”
Zuo Yijian chanted, his treasure swords trembling violently, quickly dispersing to form an array with a fierce aura reaching the heavens.
Gu An, standing under a tree, was stunned.
Can someone learn Daoist Sorcery from reading books?
Could he be a genius?
Chen Xuanjin was also frightened and immediately cast a spell to attack.
A fierce battle was about to erupt!
The earth shook, trees fell.
Gu An stood unmoved, his pupils reflecting the sword light, tightly watching Zuo Yijian’s figure.
After ten breaths.
The battle ended.
Gu An let out a sigh of relief.
That scared me to death!
Gu An truly thought Zuo Yijian had learned the Immortal-Slaying Sword Array from the Investiture of the Gods.
If that were the case, wouldn’t it mean the Investiture of the Gods was real? That would be remarkable!
Zuo Yijian used his self-created swordsmanship, indeed powerful, enough to contend with a Great Cultivator of the Ninth Layer of the Nascent Soul Realm, but he didn’t last long.
The clouds scattered, turning the forest into wasteland, dust rising.
Chen Xuanjin hovered in the air, gasping, face full of lingering fear, eyes scanning the dust below.
He knew Zuo Yijian wasn’t dead yet and frowned deeply, conflicted.
Though he wanted to kill Zuo Yijian, reason told him that killing him might cause trouble.
Though a Nascent Soul cultivator, in the Supreme Sect, he was still a pawn.
At this moment, a piercing sound approached, startling Chen Xuanjin, who looked quickly and his pupils dilated.
A cold light sped from the horizon, dispelling the dust and raising numerous leaves, like a sword cutting through time itself.
In the ruins, Zuo Yijian sensed something, instinctively opening his eyes. The dust above rapidly dispersed, the night sky reflected in his pupils, and amid the darkness, a bright light shone brilliantly.
“It’s him…”
Zuo Yijian’s eyes widened, witnessing a leaf surrounded by Sword Qi pierce Chen Xuanjin’s chest, blood scattering in the night sky.
At this moment, Zuo Yijian understood.
The Flying Leaf Sword Immortal hadn’t harmed him maliciously but was guiding him; otherwise, how could he have survived?
Now, the Flying Leaf Sword Immortal saved him, making him both delighted and ashamed.
Who exactly was this senior?
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