Two days later, Zui stepped into the Myriad Worlds Gate and went off in pursuit of the Taichu Imperial Domain. This matter did not stir up much of a ripple within the Wushi Daoist Field.
With a wave of his sleeve, Gu An could have sent Zui to the Taichu Imperial Domain, but he did not do so. Instead, he let Zui search for it himself.
Zui was full of anticipation for this as well. He had originally wanted to invite the Blood Prison Great Sage to go with him, but unfortunately, the Blood Prison Great Sage refused no matter what, clinging to life and death alike.
Zui's departure did not affect Gu An's life. He continued writing the Daoist books concerning the Dark God.
Over the course of a million years, he had not written them all in one breath. When he wanted to write, he wrote; when he did not, he stopped, went out for a stroll, traveled through the mortal world, and cultivated his sentiments.
At first, he had only wanted to write about the Dark God, but as he wrote on, he also included the myths and legends concerning the Dark Heavenly Court within the Dark God's memories, causing this work to grow larger and larger.
He was already looking forward to the scene of scattering these Daoist books throughout the mortal world.
A casual bestowal from him could add to the mortal world a fortune capable of changing the pattern of heaven and earth. In truth, among the top Great Cultivators in the mortal world now, quite a few had received his guidance and inheritances. Some Great Cultivators understood this and were filled with gratitude toward him, while others had yet to recognize it, attributing all their achievements to their own talent and fortune.
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