Chapter 330: Awakening

Chapter 330 Awakening

"Really?"

An Xin instantly lit up with excitement after hearing Gu An’s words. Even the Blood Prison Grand Sage’s ox eyes burned with eagerness.

As expected, Master wouldn’t be stingy with a Supreme Immortal Treasure!

Once they returned to the mountaintop, Gu An told An Xin to begin cultivating while he went into the room alone.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Gu An’s gaze landed on Qingtian Peak. He first used his divine sense to erase any marks or restrictions within the peak that might pose a threat to him.

The Qingtian Immortal Spirit was unusually cooperative, not resisting Gu An at all. On the contrary, it seemed downright delighted.

After securing all safety measures, Gu An began to bind Qingtian Peak to himself.

With the spirit’s full cooperation, it took Gu An less than half an hour to refine the restrictions on Qingtian Peak and seize full control over the Qingtian Immortal Spirit’s soul—completely making it his.

With the Qingtian Immortal Spirit, this was effectively the power of a Free Soaring Immortal!

And the power contained within Qingtian Peak... Gu An felt it surpassed the Seven Star Mirror, the Immortal King’s Crown, and even Divine Anomaly City. The Crown and the City had both sustained heavy damage and required a long time to recover.

The Seven Star Mirror hadn’t suffered much, but compared to Qingtian Peak, it was still slightly weaker—though not by a huge margin.

With everything complete, a smile crept onto Gu An’s lips.

Now the fish is in the net!

Still, no rush—let him stew for a while. He couldn’t escape anyway, nor could he transmit any information out.

Gu An acted as if he didn’t know the Qingtian Peak housed a Heaven Demon—and the Qingtian Immortal Spirit truly didn’t.

During the binding process, Gu An had peeked into the spirit’s memories. Most of the time, it had been asleep or sealed by powerful forces. It had no idea there was something filthy lurking inside its body.

Although it was unaware, the Qingtian Immortal Spirit was still influenced. It had been inexplicably drawn toward Ding Tian Peak, which led to its crash.

Had Gu An not intervened, it was ready to shatter Ding Tian Peak completely to expose whatever was attracting it.

"Looks like the thing under there isn’t simple at all."

Gu An thought to himself. He considered moving the demonic fetus, but where could he possibly put it?

Moving it and waking it early would only bring about catastrophe faster.

Forget it. Let it be. If other Heaven Demons come, so what?

If they’re weaker than him—he’d just destroy them.

And if they’re stronger? If they could sneak into the Heavenly Spirit Great Realm, wouldn’t the Holy Court have been infiltrated already?

Gu An shrank Qingtian Peak into a small accessory and attached it to his belt.

His ultimate Incarnation of Void Form was an evolved version of the Shadow Demon Divine Art. Its greatest function was to block all karmic tracing. With Qingtian Peak hanging on his person, it too would be shielded from divination.

He didn’t need to activate the form to hide from karma—it worked just by having cultivated it. He could even project some fake karma on the surface to mislead others.

The form also had combat abilities. It could make his physical body and soul go intangible, helping him dodge spells and divine abilities. In battle, it was endlessly useful.

Gu An stood up, stretched, and loosened up.

Heaven Demons... the Holy Court...

Peace in this world? Not easy.

Gu An sighed internally. Still, he didn’t feel any pressure.

Time was on his side. Let it come slowly. These fleeting conflicts didn’t matter. Whoever laughed last—won.

The seasons turned, and a new year arrived.

Just after the Spring Festival, Gu An was in the forest, guiding An Xin in cultivating the Step of Dao and Time.

The technique was extremely profound. Even with Gu An personally instructing her, An Xin still found it hard to grasp. For now, Gu An’s goal was to help her find the rhythm of the movement.

An Xin flickered forward and reappeared five steps away, only to stumble and fall flat on the ground.

Sitting there dizzy and swaying, eyes shut and mouth slightly open, she looked so dazed it made Gu An want to laugh.

He didn’t help her recover—this was a phase she had to go through.

She remained dazed for nearly half an hour before regaining her senses.

Turning toward Gu An, she forced a bitter smile. “Master, this movement art is too intricate. Do I really have to learn it?”

Gu An fanned himself with the Seven Star Mirror and smiled. “You must. Just cultivating qi isn’t enough. Training divine abilities will also increase your comprehension.”

An Xin pouted, but she didn’t give up. She stood up, ready to continue her practice.

Just thinking about the previous dizziness made her nauseous.

She slapped her face to shake it off and forced herself not to think about it.

Right then, she turned and saw the sky beyond the forest glowing with golden light, stretching wide like a majestic sunset.

Gu An also looked up, his gaze calm.

So... it’s finally happening?

—

At that moment, on an overseas island, Yang Jian stood beside Tianzong.

Yang Jian looked at his right hand. He had just crushed the golden jade stone Tianzong gave him. Golden light now covered his palm, and specks of starlight floated out, vanishing into the air.

He looked calm, but inside, he was incredibly nervous.

With the fusion of past life memories... was he still himself?

Tianzong glanced at him and reassured him, “Don’t worry. It won’t hurt. I’ve already set up the formation. No one will disturb you.”

Yang Jian looked up at the sky, where golden light spread—magnificent and boundless.

“But this phenomenon...” he said hesitantly.

Tianzong stroked his beard. “It’s fine. The phenomenon covers a wide range. You don’t need to worry.”

Yang Jian took a deep breath and focused back on his palm.

The starlight from his palm began flying toward his face, finally entering his eyes.

Whoosh—

A strong wind swept the island. Spiritual energy surged toward Yang Jian.

Golden light flared from his hand, illuminating his face. He frowned as countless scenes flickered in his pupils.

Seeing this, Tianzong smiled and slowly stepped back.

—

Meanwhile, within the Taixuan Sect, Gu An saw the laws of Heaven and Earth envelop Yang Jian. The yin-yang rule was especially strong. He couldn’t fully understand the process, but he could tell Yang Jian wasn’t in danger. That golden jade stone also held no other soul—it wasn’t a possession trick.

“Master, why is the sky changing colors?” An Xin asked curiously.

“Your junior brother is awakening his past-life memories,” Gu An said offhandedly, eyes still on the sky.

Past-life memories?

An Xin’s interest was piqued. Gu An didn’t hide anything and shared Yang Jian’s karmic background.

Upon hearing that Yang Jian was the reincarnation of a Holy Court’s Saint King, An Xin was shocked.

“No wonder he’s so powerful! Master, is Senior Brother also someone reborn from a powerful figure?” she asked, eyes full of anticipation.

“Probably not.”

Gu An’s reply made An Xin a little disappointed.

If An Hao were a reincarnated powerhouse, then she wasn’t that bad—just had the wrong comparison.

“But everyone might have a past life. Once you reach a certain level, you’ll understand,” Gu An said, retracting his gaze.

He stood up. “That’s enough for today.”

An Xin beamed with relief and followed after him.

“Master, if Yang Jian regains his past life, does that mean he becomes a Saint King again? Are Saint Kings that strong?”

“What he becomes depends on his choices. As for whether Saint Kings are strong—I’ll tell you this: the Grand Cold Demon Sect once served one.”

“Huh? A sect that powerful followed a Saint King?”

“Don’t act so surprised.”

“Now that I think about it, a Saint King was my junior brother. Feels like a dream.”

“I’m telling you this not for awe, but so you understand your goal.”

“Hehe, Master, I’ll work hard in cultivation! With you teaching me, what’s a Saint King to fear?”

As they chatted, the master and disciple strolled back to the valley. Gu An subtly altered their dialogue using karmic power, so there was no risk of anything leaking.

Since reaching the Divine Soul Immortal level, Gu An had focused heavily on karma and destiny. His control over karmic power had become increasingly refined.

At the same time, countless beings across the Severed Sea Region were watching the phenomenon in the sky.

Gu An even saw several powerful figures flying out from the Sacred Domain of the Holy Court, heading straight toward the region.

Thankfully, Yang Jian wasn’t awakening in the Taicang Continent—or things would’ve gotten messy again.

The golden light anomaly lasted a full day and night. By noon the next day—

Shen Zhen came to visit Gu An. After closing the door, she began setting up formations. It took a while before she finally sat at the table.

“Oh? Still reading Adventures of the Green Hero? Why not read my Secrets of Taixuan?” she teased.

Gu An replied, “Secrets of Taixuan is too short.”

Implying—when’s the next volume coming?

Shen Zhen pretended not to hear. She pulled out a scroll from her storage pouch and unrolled it on the table.

She had actually painted yesterday’s golden sky phenomenon—golden heavens blanketing the lands and mountains, exuding majestic grandeur.

As the scroll unfurled, Gu An noticed that the laws of Heaven and Earth began slowly drifting toward them.

Once again, Shen Zhen was invoking the laws through her painting.

“That phenomenon yesterday was hard to describe...” Shen Zhen began sharing her artistic process.

Gu An, however, picked up on a unique power flowing from deep within the laws.

It felt very similar to the inheritance left behind by Tianzong.

Could Yang Jian’s past life have ties to the Heavenly Dao Tianzong represented?

Aside from that, Gu An was intrigued by the rules of reincarnation.

This painting had also drawn the reincarnation laws closer.

The laws of Heaven and Earth were everywhere—just imperceptible to ordinary beings. But to someone at the level of a Divine Soul Immortal, the world was layered. Beneath the laws lay even deeper forces of order.

After finishing her explanation, Shen Zhen proudly asked, “Well? You clearly sensed the intent behind my art. Got any praise for me?”

Gu An stared at the scroll. “It’s easy to lose yourself in it. You’re impressive.”

“Of course!”

Shen Zhen raised her chin, beaming.

Just as Gu An was about to speak, the scroll suddenly burst into flames, startling Shen Zhen.

“Don’t get close! That fire’s not normal!” Gu An warned in a low voice, scaring Shen Zhen into freezing on the spot.