Chapter 676: Third Generation of Wushi, Destiny Formed

After Gu An agreed to let An Xin take a disciple, she immediately set off for Qiankun Sect with excitement.

However, An Xin had extremely high standards. Even after walking through the entire Qiankun Sect, she didn’t find a single person who caught her eye.

She wasn’t in any rush about it. She was ready to wait through the long years. If she was going to take a disciple, it would be the strongest among the third generation of Wushi disciples in the future!

Although the third generation hadn’t yet emerged, the disciples of Wushi had already started sharpening their blades.

The duels held once every millennium could no longer satisfy them. Especially after Blood Prison Saint and An Xin pulled far ahead, the other disciples began to think of other ways to surpass them.

Gu An wasn’t just powerful himself; his ability to raise disciples was also well known. Naturally, his disciples wanted to follow his example.

Once word spread that An Xin was allowed to take a disciple, the other disciples within the Dao Grounds also started going to Gu An, asking for permission to take disciples as well.

At present, aside from An Xin, only Tian Yao’er, Tian Qing, Tian Bai, Blood Prison Saint, Ephemeral Blossom Ghost Mother, Tianhong Emperor, Shen Zhen, and Jiang Shi remained in the Dao Grounds.

Chen Chuan, Lü Xian, and An Shengtian still hadn’t returned. They had established their own sects out in the world and only came back occasionally to visit.

As for the competition among the disciples, Gu An didn’t interfere. As long as it didn’t turn into malicious rivalry, it was fine. After all, in the long years of life, one needed some amusement to pass the time beyond cultivation.

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In the blink of an eye, another ten thousand years passed.

An Xin still hadn’t taken a disciple. Because she hadn’t, the other disciples also didn’t act. Secretly, they followed the unspoken rule—An Xin was the eldest disciple, so her disciple should naturally be the head of the third generation.

Moreover, they all needed a benchmark. If someone rushed to take a disciple first, they’d easily become the comparison point for the others.

There were so many geniuses in the world—who could guarantee their own disciple would be the strongest?

But if others had already taken disciples, it would be easier to compare and gauge strength.

During these ten thousand years, Gu An had conducted six Lifespan Projections, which had raised his Dao comprehension to incredibly profound levels.

On this particular year and day, just after the Spring Festival, Gu An arrived alone at the vast Path of the Grand Dao.

The Path of the Grand Dao was boundless. It wasn’t like a conventional universe plane—it was filled with all phenomena, endless branches, and countless differing Dao rules.

The section Gu An had entered was considered the main trunk of the Path of the Grand Dao. The Three Thousand Daos gathered to form a vast sea of Dao Qi, with continents and fallen stars floating across the sea. There was no sign of life here. Looking out from the main path into the outer edges of the Grand Dao, the surrounding darkness made everything here seem small and insignificant.

This trip of Gu An’s was to lay the foundation for becoming a Hunyuan Dao Emperor.

He hovered in the void, high above the sea of Dao Qi. His mind’s eye could see into unimaginably distant places.

He saw people searching for treasure, some stuck in the bottlenecks of Dao comprehension, others locked in deadly battles for the title of Dao Emperor, and still others experiencing the agony of parting through life and death.

It wasn’t just humans and demons—countless other races could be seen, some not even existing in physical form. Some looked like souls, some like stars.

All of this flowed into Gu An’s eyes. Even as a Dao Extreme Grand Luo Immortal, he was still left in awe by the vastness of creation.

Everyone who stepped onto the Path of the Grand Dao had already become immortals, transcending the mortal realm. Each of them carried endless karma, like a miniature world becoming a speck of dust on the Grand Dao.

Gu An's gaze shifted even farther ahead.

Below the Path of the Grand Dao were the Three Thousand Great Worlds, while above it were numerous mysterious planes—such as the Tai Chu Divine Domain, the Ethereal Immortal Court, Spirit Mountain, and others. Even further above was a mass of chaos, where nothing could be seen. But Gu An’s divine sense could enter that chaos, which proved that higher planes did exist. He just hadn’t reached the level to perceive them yet.

Gu An withdrew his gaze and began crafting the destiny of a Hunyuan Dao Emperor.

Creating destiny didn’t cause any dramatic events. The true formation of a Hunyuan Dao Emperor’s destiny would take a long time to gradually develop.

Rather than calling it creating destiny, it was more accurate to say Gu An was creating a new Dao—letting it exist within the Path of the Grand Dao, waiting to be discovered by cultivators.

It was worth noting that Yang Xian’s Sacred Heart Sword Dao could also be considered a kind of destiny. The Sacred Heart Sword Dao existed alongside the River of Sword Dao, eternal and undying. Cultivators could draw on the power of the Sacred Heart Sword Dao. Wasn’t that exactly what it meant to be a Dao Emperor or a Hunyuan Dao Emperor?

The only issue was that Yang Xian’s cultivation wasn’t strong enough.

That said, his comprehension was truly frightening. Even without the help of Lifespan Projection, he had walked this far. And mind you, he wasn’t even a Heaven Spirit True God yet.

Gu An himself couldn’t have created such a sword Dao before reaching the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit Realm.

But Yang Xian was him. Yang Xian’s strength was his strength.

While silently praising himself, Gu An continued creating.

His Dao intent formed streams of energy around him. Before coming here, he had already constructed the full structure of the Hunyuan Dao Emperor’s destiny. Now, he only needed to take the final step to bring it to life.

Very soon, the streams of energy gathered into a swirling gray mist that shimmered with countless golden stars, encircling Gu An.

He lifted his right hand and pointed in a certain direction. The destiny of the Hunyuan Dao Emperor surged forth in that direction.

As it flowed forward, it gradually changed color—first like a rainbow, then quickly transforming into a dazzling, multicolored brilliance that far surpassed any rainbow.

Gu An silently watched it leave.

Only after it completely merged into the sea of Dao destiny and vanished without a trace did he disappear as well.

He didn’t return directly to the Heaven Spirit World. Instead, he traveled across other great worlds, even venturing into the Tai Chu Divine Domain and the Ethereal Immortal Court. At each place he visited, he wiped away all karma and traces of his presence.

After hundreds of such trips back and forth, he finally returned to the Heaven Spirit World.

At this moment, it was still afternoon, and the sunlight was bright and warm.

Gu An arrived at the Gathering Flower Sect to meet Jiang Qiong.

The moment she received Gu An’s voice transmission, Jiang Qiong put down everything in her hands and came to greet him. She even had her disciples prepare immortal wine and immortal delicacies.

The two of them met inside a small pavilion atop a mountain peak. Outside the pavilion, clouds rolled like waves across the sky, making it look like a paradise on earth.

“Did something happen?” Gu An asked with a smile. Of course, he already knew what Jiang Qiong was facing. The reason he directly called her was to help her out of a tight spot.

Jiang Qiong’s smile vanished as soon as she heard his question. She frowned and sighed, “It’s that Tai Qian Dynasty and the Dao Court again. Tai Qian is rallying all the sects and dynasties to divide up the Dao Court’s territory. They’re promising that if anyone joins the campaign before Tai Qian breaks through the Dao Court, they’ll get to keep whatever land they seize. But if they wait until after the Dao Court falls, then Tai Qian will confiscate all territory and keep it for themselves. Some of our elders want to get involved, but I don’t think Tai Qian will win.”

“Why do you think they won’t win?” Gu An asked.

Jiang Qiong gave him a sideways look and snapped, “Because the Tai Cang Dynasty still exists. The Dao Court might not go after the Tai Cang Dynasty, but Tai Qian definitely will.”

Gu An gave a helpless smile. “I’ve already cut ties with the Tai Cang Dynasty. I’m not going to interfere in worldly matters.”

“Really?” Jiang Qiong clearly didn’t believe him. Her doubt made Gu An glare at her instinctively.

Gu An gave a fake cough and said, “I happen to have an opportunity here. If you can grasp it, the Gathering Flower Sect might become as powerful as the Dao Court one day.”