#685 - The most idle person
Fang Xuan traversed the Meteor Ocean, feeling the aura unique to those who chased the Primordial Dao Emperor becoming increasingly intense, which made his heart even more uneasy.
On the Great Path, cultivators who pursued the Great Dao Emperor would kill each other upon meeting. He wondered if cultivators pursuing the Primordial Dao Emperor would do the same?
Becoming a Primordial Dao Emperor didn't require mutual slaughter, which was why he dared to come.
However, the Great Path had no rules, and some people would always act recklessly. He couldn't guarantee whether such interactions would bring him trouble.
Regardless, he had already come.
Fang Xuan released his aura, wanting the other party to sense it.
"You also want to become a Primordial Dao Emperor?"
A voice came from ahead, and it was none other than the Blood Prison Great Saint.
In the depths of the void, the Blood Prison Great Saint sat in meditation on a meteor. He opened his eyes and looked towards the direction Fang Xuan was flying from.
Admiration shone in his eyes, not only because Fang Xuan was a fellow seeker, but also because Fang Xuan's attire suited his taste.
"I am Fang Xuan, and I indeed wish to become a Primordial Dao Emperor. Fellow Daoist, you are the first fellow seeker I've encountered. I hope I haven't disturbed you."
Fang Xuan's voice came, his tone filled with anticipation.
He didn't immediately arrive in front of the Blood Prison Great Saint, but maintained a safe distance.
The Blood Prison Great Saint stood up, gazing at Fang Xuan from afar, sizing him up.
"Fellow Daoist Fang, I also indeed want to meet other fellow seekers. How about coming over for a chat?" the Blood Prison Great Saint replied, his tone somewhat enthusiastic, which relieved Fang Xuan.
The Blood Prison Great Saint had long wanted to chat with fellow seekers, not for cultivation, but to complete the task assigned by his master.
He came to the Great Path not only to cultivate, but also to gather information about the Great Dao Emperor and the Primordial Dao Emperor.
Fang Xuan appeared out of thin air in front of the Blood Prison Great Saint, raising his hand in greeting.
The Blood Prison Great Saint smiled, warmly grabbing Fang Xuan's wrist and pulling him down to sit and talk.
Fang Xuan maintained a trace of vigilance, but as his conversation with the Blood Prison Great Saint deepened, he developed a favorable impression of him.
The Blood Prison Great Saint took the initiative to share his insights without reservation, and he spoke with boldness, without probing Fang Xuan.
Having lived to this day, Fang Xuan had experienced too much deceit and betrayal. He could tell that the Blood Prison Great Saint had no schemes, only endless curiosity about the Primordial Dao Emperor.
He also felt curious about the Primordial Dao Emperor, and thought he could get along well with the Blood Prison Great Saint.
After the Blood Prison Great Saint finished sharing his insights, Fang Xuan also didn't hold back and began to share his own, which also earned the Blood Prison Great Saint's favor.
This person is not bad, we can be friends!
This was the Blood Prison Great Saint's feeling.
Having been on the Great Path for so many years, he was lonely and had long wanted someone to talk to.
Both of them had a feeling of love at first sight, a case of meeting too late.
When the Blood Prison Great Saint revealed that he came from the Heavenly Spirit Great World and was a subordinate of the Boundless Support Dao Sword Sovereign, Fang Xuan was greatly shocked, which puzzled the Blood Prison Great Saint, who asked him what was wrong.
Fang Xuan hesitated for a moment, but still revealed his origins.
Upon hearing that Fang Xuan was once a disciple of the War Court and had even followed them in attacking the Heavenly Spirit Great World, only to be annihilated by the Support Dao Sword Sovereign, the Blood Prison Great Saint couldn't help but laugh.
Putting aside everything else, in that battle, the Support Dao Sword Sovereign really could have killed all the beings of the War Court.
This Support Dao Sword Sovereign had compassion in his heart, truly worthy of being a great enlightened being.
He felt that the Support Dao Sword Sovereign did this because he considered that many of the War Court disciples were acting against their will, just like him, who had to obey his master's orders.
After opening their hearts to each other, their relationship became even better. The Blood Prison Great Saint suggested becoming sworn brothers, and Fang Xuan was overjoyed. The two immediately knelt down and swore an oath to the Support Dao Sword Sovereign and the Great Path, which made Gu An, who was far away in the Boundless Dao Field, laugh and cry.
Karma is truly an interesting thing.
Although he couldn't deduce how the Primordial Dao Emperor would develop, he could specifically deduce the future of the Blood Prison Great Saint and Fang Xuan.
These two would join forces to venture on the Great Path, and even expand their group of sworn brothers. All those brothers would be talented individuals who pursued the Primordial Dao Emperor. In the end, the Blood Prison Great Saint would bid farewell to his brothers and return to the Heavenly Spirit Great World alone, while Fang Xuan and the others would continue to make a name for themselves on the Great Path, their future immeasurable.
… …
A thousand years passed quickly.
On this day, in early summer, Gu An was fishing in the Dao Field, holding a fishing rod in one hand and reading a book in the other. This book was newly written by Xuan Tianyi.
Through his little scheme, Xuan Tianyi stayed in the Qiankun Sect, waiting for more books to appear before him, unaware that the books he wrote contained Dao intent, causing Xuan Tianyi to often comprehend the Dao, further strengthening his resolve to stay longer.
Well, just staying longer, he was destined to wander the world.
Xuan Tianyi held this mentality, anticipating more works from that mysterious author.
Even if he had to wait a hundred years for a book, he thought it was worth it!
Just as Gu An was enjoying a peaceful moment of relaxation, a figure appeared behind him.
"Grandmaster, Master won't let me go out, saying he's afraid I won't come back if I do, but I just want to go out and train, and I'll come back sooner or later!"
An Zizai said aggrievedly. At a thousand years old, his temperament was still like a teenager, because he had not experienced anything yet. He also knew this, so he wanted to go out and train, just like those geniuses of the Qiankun Sect.
Gu An, with his back to him, casually replied, "You underestimate the influence of the world too much. You might not really come back if you go out. I can't make the decision on this matter. If you want to go out, then convince your master. Actually, I wouldn't mind even if you didn't come back."
Although he didn't care about An Zizai, Gu An cared very much about An Xin. He knew how much An Xin valued An Zizai, so he didn't want to interfere with An Zizai's life.
Hearing his words, An Zizai couldn't help but glare at him, feeling that Grandmaster was as unpleasant as ever.
An Zizai rolled his eyes and asked, "Grandmaster, what if I go visit my martial uncles?"
Lu Xian and the others were extremely far from the Nine Spirit Continent. A round trip would be enough for him to train.
"Ask your master."
"Can't you just say a little something?"
"Ask your master."
"You… …"
No matter how An Zizai tried to persuade him, Gu An remained unmoved, making him feel very aggrieved.
Just then, An Xin appeared beside him, startling him so much that he quickly bowed in greeting.
An Xin frowned and said in a deep voice, "Didn't I say not to disturb your grandmaster's cultivation if there's nothing important?"
"Is this even considered cultivation?"
An Zizai couldn't help but widen his eyes. Since he was old enough to understand, he had never seen Gu An cultivate. In his opinion, the most idle person in Boundless was Gu An.
A look of displeasure flashed in An Xin's eyes, and she scolded, "Kneel down and apologize!"
An Zizai was about to explode with grievance, but he still chose to obediently kneel down.
Gu An turned his head and smiled at An Zizai, making An Zizai's eyes turn red.
An Xin turned her head to look at Gu An and asked, "Master, can you calculate whether he will come back if he goes out?"
An Zizai immediately felt despair, thinking that Gu An would definitely not speak up for him.
"He will come back, but he will experience many things," Gu An replied casually, surprising An Zizai.
Gu An didn't speak. He had deduced An Zizai's fate after leaving the Dao Field. In the end, this kid would come back, but he would encounter many hardships before returning, and even bear some missions.
Of course, these missions were only within the Heavenly Spirit Great World, and were nothing in Gu An's eyes, but as long as this kid could solve them on his own, he would be too lazy to intervene.
An Zizai was definitely not the last Boundless disciple. New disciples would arrive in the future, so Gu An didn't think he was crucial.
Hearing Gu An's words, An Xin's expression was complicated. She understood the implication of her master's words.
An Zizai would experience many things, and these things would definitely be bitter.