The Growing Wushi

After Gu An had pointed Xiao Lan toward the method for awakening the Primordial Chaos Body, he did not ask any more about that genius of the Xiao Family.

Xiao Lan did not expect him to personally worry over it either. Obtaining this method was already enough. Afterward, she stopped mentioning the matter and instead took Gu An along to continue touring the Xiao Family.

The Xiao Family now held dominion over a region, and every hundred years brought no small changes. She knew Gu An liked wandering around, so she planned to take him on a longer stroll. If Gu An liked this place, he could come often in the future.

After the two of them left, on the square, a white-robed youth opened his eyes and looked toward the grand palace ahead.

"Strange. Was that feeling just now an illusion?"

The white-robed youth muttered to himself. He looked around, then closed his eyes again and continued cultivating.

The years flowed away. Aside from Gu An's fixed monthly plan of picking herbs, he spent all the rest of his time relaxing. He even transformed into a mortal and went to play in the human world.

He had been a farmer, a scholar, fished along the coast, hunted deep in the mountains, and had once gone to the imperial court to serve as a powerful minister, stirring up wind and waves. Every identity would meet its own end. He would not maintain karmic ties with anyone, nor would he reveal his identity as a cultivator.

Just like that, eight hundred thousand years swiftly passed since he inherited Gu Xuanyou's memories.

After eight hundred thousand years, the struggle of the Sons of Heaven had completely erupted. Those powerful Great Thousand Worlds bore the brunt of it and became battlefields. Heavenly Dao