Yang Wood Primordial Chaos Technique, Void Crossing Realm Ninth Layer

Watching the complex expression on Wuxin's face, Gu An wanted to laugh, but his years of acting experience kept him from breaking character.

Gu An's expression shifted constantly, moving from shock to relief, and finally to tension.

Seeing his senior brother's changing demeanor, Wuxin felt even more awkward, yet he did not regret revealing the truth.

Ever since they had opened up to each other last time, Wuxin felt that his senior brother had become his closest confidant, and there should be no secrets between them.

"This matter cannot be spoken of, otherwise I won't be able to protect you!" Gu An took a deep breath and said sternly.

Wuxin nodded solemnly, his heart chilling as he recalled the earlier battle.

Gu An asked curiously, "Can you identify that person from earlier? What was his cultivation realm?"

He wanted to probe the depth of the Thousand Autumn Pavilion.

Hearing this, Wuxin couldn't help but scratch his head and guess, "I didn't see his true face, but he might be in the Nascent Soul Realm. His movement technique was too fast; I feel it's hard for someone in the Golden Core Realm to have such ability..."

Gu An was stunned.

This silly kid...

He sighed, "You said your father doesn't care about you, but look, he even sent someone to protect you."

"He truly doesn't care about me, but it's possible he was afraid I would lose face for him, or perhaps the person who attacked just happened to be coming to the Taixuan Sect to execute a mission." Wuxin speculated. He wasn't moved by this; he remained resistant toward his father.

Afterward, Gu An gave a few more instructions before taking Wuxin downstairs.

Gu An did not let the disciples clean the courtyard, choosing instead to preserve the scene, waiting for Wuxin to go to the Outer Sect to find the Law Enforcement Hall tomorrow.

All the disciples in the valley had witnessed the earlier battle, and the matter could not be hidden, so it was better to inform the Taixuan Sect in advance.

He stood before Qiu Qianli's pill furnace and observed the medicinal liquid inside. He couldn't tell what kind of pill Qiu Qianli had been refining, but he decided to keep it and let the Taixuan Sect decide for themselves.

That night.

Gu An went to the Eight Sceneries Grotto-Heaven. After feeding Hao Dragon mutton as usual, he took out Qiu Qianli's Storage Bag.

He poured everything out and then destroyed the bag.

It had to be said that a Spirit Transmutation cultivator was truly wealthy; the Spirit Stones and Spirit Qi Pills alone amounted to a staggering number.

He checked them one by one, burning everything useless to prevent anyone from tracking him.

As for the magical artifacts, he wiped away Qiu Qianli's imprints one by one, turning them into ownerless objects.

Finally, only a letter remained in his hand. Inside was a blank sheet of paper that required divine sense to read, and one had to reach the Spirit Transmutation realm to even catch a glimpse of its contents.

After investigating, he learned why Qiu Qianli had come: he was here for the Innate Dao Talisman.

Qiu Qianli's mission was to meet up with a spy from the Ten Thousand Yin Sect in the Outer Sect to seize the Innate Dao Talisman.

Beyond the Thousand Autumn Pavilion, the Ten Thousand Yin Sect had also planted many spies within the Taixuan Sect. For Qiu Qianli to be responsible for the rendezvous, that person's cultivation must certainly not be low.

The Demonic Path spies were truly pervasive!

How many people were like him before, unable to control their own fate?

Gu An sighed inwardly, then stood up to check the medicinal herbs within the Eight Sceneries Grotto-Heaven.

Early the next morning, Wuxin took Tang Yu and Su Han to the Outer Sect. Gu An let the other disciples go about their normal chores—herding sheep, weeding, and watering the plants.

By noon, the three of them returned. The reason they were so fast was that they had hitched a ride on a Golden Core cultivator's magical artifact—a massive red wooden fan that carried dozens of people, Ye Lan among them.

After they landed, Gu An went up to greet them.

The team was led by an elder from the Law Enforcement Hall named Murong Ying.

[Murong Ying (Golden Core Realm, 3rd Layer): 268/503/908]

Murong Ying wore a purple robe; he was tall with handsome features and hair that was a mix of black and white. Every gesture he made exuded the aura of someone in a position of power.

After hearing Gu An recount the course of the incident, he nodded slightly and said, "You did well. We will sweep this area next; we will not allow any Demonic Cultivators to lurk here."

Gu An immediately thanked him.

The Law Enforcement Hall disciples did not chat much with the disciples in the valley. They went to Xiao Chuan's courtyard, and witnessing the bloodstains on the walls and ground, they were all struck with fear.

Murong Ying walked to Qiu Qianli's pill furnace. He looked inside, and his brows quickly furrowed.

On the other side.

Ye Lan came to Gu An's side to comfort him.

Gu An had asked Wuxin to find her first; with her speaking up, it was easier to mobilize the Law Enforcement Hall. That was why, upon hearing that something had happened at Mystic Valley, she had been eager to rush over immediately.

Half an incense stick later, Murong Ying took the pill furnace away and signaled for the Law Enforcement Hall disciples to leave.

Watching the figures of the Law Enforcement Hall disciples fade into the distance, Zhen Qin couldn't help but look at Gu An and ask, "Is it over just like that?"

Gu An had never expected the Law Enforcement Hall to do much; as long as the matter was reported, that was enough. He didn't want to be branded as a Demonic Path spy.

"They will investigate. At the very least, you should trust your Uncle-Master Ye," Gu An smiled.

Zhen Qin thought about it and felt it made sense.

But the attitude of the Law Enforcement Hall still stung her. She secretly vowed that she must become an Outer Sect disciple as soon as possible.

Qiu Qianli was merely a ripple for Mystic Valley, but for Gu An, he served as a warning.

How many times had Mystic Valley already encountered such danger?

No!

He still needed to raise his cultivation!

In the blink of an eye, seven days passed in a flash.

On the night of this day, Gu An quietly left Mystic Valley and sat down in a forest a hundred miles away.

He pulled up his attribute panel and locked his gaze onto the Divine Wood Pure Yang Technique.

Upgrade the technique first!

He immediately invested ten thousand years of lifespan.

In the end, the Divine Wood Pure Yang Technique completed a promotion, evolving into the Yang Wood Primordial Chaos Technique, with its mastery also reaching the state of perfection.

The Yang Wood Primordial Chaos Technique even awakened a divine ability, which pleasantly surprised Gu An.

He immediately activated the Longevity Barrier and began the inheritance of the Yang Wood Primordial Chaos Technique.

Half an hour later, the inheritance ended, and Gu An understood the profound mysteries of the divine ability.

This divine ability was called Yang Wood Ten Thousand Miles. It allowed the user to inject spiritual power into the earth to condense Yang Wood that covered the land. The Yang Wood could devour the essence, energy, and spirit of living beings, and even consume spiritual power; it was terrifyingly powerful. As long as the user had sufficient spiritual power, it could cover ten thousand miles of land.

It was a very domineering divine ability, and Gu An liked it very much!

Gu An continued to look at the cultivation level on his attribute panel. He planned to spend his lifespan to reach the ninth level of the Void Crossing Realm. As for breaking through, he feared the commotion would be too exaggerated, and he only had a little over twenty thousand years of lifespan left.

He first invested one thousand years of lifespan, successfully advancing from the first level of the Void Crossing Realm to the fourth level, which was not bad at all.

However, after he invested another thousand years of lifespan, his cultivation only reached the fifth level of the Void Crossing Realm.

After the final calculation, he had used a total of seven thousand five hundred years of lifespan to reach the ninth level of the Void Crossing Realm.

He still had over thirteen thousand years of lifespan remaining, so he stopped there.

As the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged into his body, he began to carefully perceive the mysteries within him. He couldn't always rely on lifespan to improve; he also wanted to build his own understanding of cultivation.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth poured into his body, gathered upon his Golden Core, catalyzed his spiritual power, and then nourished his bones, meridians, and Primordial Spirit. Consequently, his cultivation continued to rise.

Even after reaching the Void Crossing Realm, a cultivator's Golden Core remained within their dantian, and after reaching this realm, Gu An could feel the importance of the Golden Core even more.

This couldn't help but make him think of the Golden Core Great Dao in Taoist mythology.

The Golden Core Realm might have only laid the foundation; the true mysteries of the Golden Core still required higher realms to develop. Just like spiritual roots, Gu An always felt that cultivating a single spiritual root would hit a wall at a certain stage.

If immortals and gods were omnipotent, how could they only have means of a single attribute?

The same was true for the Primordial Spirit and the Golden Core. The Primordial Spirit was the manifestation of the soul, allowing a practitioner to break free from the shackles of a mortal body.

Gu An wanted to try in the days to come if he could fuse the Yang Wood Primordial Chaos Technique with techniques of other attributes. He wanted to try to create a Five Elements technique that perfectly matched his Supreme Five Elements Heavenly Spirit Root.

Two hours later, Gu An successfully reached the ninth level of the Void Crossing Realm. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth was drained by him; he estimated that the Outer Sect would be alarmed once again.

That was fine, too. The Taixuan Sect would certainly be more vigilant, the pressure on the Demonic Path spies would increase drastically, and the success rate of Ji Xiaoyu's tribulation would therefore improve.

Gu An secretly sighed with emotion, thinking that he had helped Ji Xiaoyu out.

Sure enough, early the next morning, as Gu An led his disciples in their exercises, he saw great cultivators streaking across the sky above Mystic Valley. The disciples were also chatting about the spiritual energy depletion from the day before.

Advancing from the first level to the ninth level of the Void Crossing Realm consumed no less spiritual energy than advancing from the first level of the Spirit Transmutation Realm to the first level of the Void Crossing Realm, perhaps even more. The Outer Sect of the Taixuan Sect had encountered such an event twice in a row; they were likely in a state of chaos.

Gu An planned to continue saving his lifespan, so he wasn't worried about being investigated.

Next was the grand development of Medicine Valley!

The autumn wind blew bleakly, and Mystic Valley lived a life isolated from the world.

Ever since the disaster caused by Qiu Qianli, the disciples in the valley practiced even harder.

A month passed in a flash.

On this day, Gu An was studying the Ziwei Array Record under a tree, while the White Spirit Mouse was dozing off nearby; it was as sturdy as a fat dog.

While reading the Ziwei Array Record, he stroked the White Spirit Mouse with his right hand, feeling quite content.

Suddenly!

Gu An seemed to perceive something and looked up toward the distance, in the direction of the Inner Sect.

He felt the powerful aura of the Void Crossing Realm; great cultivators of the Void Crossing Realm were fighting!

It seemed that Ji Xiaoyu had successfully formed her Golden Core, and the various Demonic Path spies could no longer restrain themselves and were engaged in a great battle.

Gu An couldn't help but think of Jiang Qiong. He hoped she wouldn't be reckless; with her cultivation at the first level of the Nascent Soul Realm, it would be very difficult for her to snatch Ji Xiaoyu's Golden Core.

The Inner Sect was so far from the Outer Sect that the disciples of Mystic Valley didn't feel the aura of the battle and continued their own cultivation.

It wasn't until night fell that Gu An could still feel the aura of the battle in the distance, which showed how intense it was.

The cold wind blew in from outside the window. Gu An sat at the table reading, and footsteps came from outside the door.

"Senior brother, may I come in?" Wuxin's voice drifted inside.

Gu An replied, "Come in."

He quickly swapped the Travels of the Green Hero in his hands for Cheng Xuandan's Record of Hundred Herbs.

Wuxin pushed the door open and stepped inside, then closed it behind him. He walked to the table, caught sight of the Record of Hundred Herbs in Gu An's hands, and felt a surge of secret admiration, his gaze becoming even more resolute.

Senior brother is so studious; I must help him!

Gu An raised his eyes and asked, "It's so late, what is it?"

Wuxin took a deep breath and said, "Senior brother, you've been stuck at the ninth level of Qi Refining for quite some time now, haven't you?"

Gu An raised an eyebrow. What did he mean by that?

You wouldn't be unsatisfied with the position of head disciple and have set your sights on my position as Valley Master, would you?

Wuxin continued, "Senior brother, the truth is that I am a genius, but I have been cultivating a divine technique that suppresses the growth of my cultivation. This technique allows for a massive accumulation of power to be unleashed all at once, possessing the profound mystery of changing one's fate!"