Gu An could hear the Divine Wonder Immortal Spirit's thoughts. Though he could maintain a mental exchange with the Divine Wonder Immortal Spirit, he rarely paid it any attention.
The main reason was that the Divine Wonder Immortal Spirit was too annoying. Gu An had responded to it once before, and the result was that the fellow had chattered on endlessly, constantly disturbing him.
As for Li Ya going to seize the sword, Gu An was not worried, nor was he afraid that Li Ya would cause trouble for him.
He would only save Li Ya's life. He would not help Li Ya seize the sword.
Saving someone's life was not difficult for Gu An. It was as simple as blowing out a breath.
Gu An continued fishing, and only after waiting for a full hour did he finally rise and leave.
The Blood Prison Great Sage hurriedly followed his steps, while Chen Chuan remained by the lake, his eyes tightly shut, comprehending his own Sword Intent.
He wanted to resist that sword's attraction to him. He felt that if he could withstand it, his Sword Dao would rise by an entire level.
Dozens of li away, An Shengtian was on a cliff, drawing in qi and cultivating, the breeze stirring the strands of his hair.
Another ten li ahead, his master Jiang Shi was sowing seeds. Jiang Shi did not use spells, but planted them by hand, treating the matter as a form of cultivation.
Looking east, Tian Yao'er was discussing the Dao with Epiphyllum Ghost Mother, exchanging cultivation insights.
The others were in secluded cultivation inside their respective Cave Mansions, all steadily advancing along their own paths of Dao cultivation.
The wind that passed through Wushi Daoist Field swept toward the dome of heaven, carrying away the four