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Chapter 398: Chapter 398: The Life Span of the Free Immortal!



Demon Shore?

Gu An had never heard this name before, so he immediately chose to perform a Life Span Detection on it.

[Demon Shore (Free Immortal Realm Nine Layers): 58,027,612/500,000,000/1,000,000,000]

Five hundred million years of life span!

With a maximum life span of one billion years!

Why did this person harbor animosity toward him?

Could it be that Shen Zhen was so bizarre because he was being manipulated by this person?

Gu An looked at Shen Zhen standing before him, feigning astonishment.

Shen Zhen slightly tilted his head to look at Gu An and asked, "Is there a problem?"

Although the voice was Shen Zhen's, the tone was definitely not.

Gu An pretended to be tense and replied, "No."

Shen Zhen let go, then took a step to the side, casting a deep glance at An Shengtian that made his heart unease.

Shen Zhen smiled and then turned away.

An Shengtian took a deep breath, moved to Gu An's side, and seemed about to say something, but Gu An raised his hand, signaling him to hold his words.

Once Shen Zhen had walked out of the grove, Gu An's expression turned ice-cold.

"Martial Master, she..." An Shengtian cautiously began, the look in Shen Zhen's eyes just now filling him with dread, as if a natural predator had set its sights on him, even making him feel a major disaster was imminent.

"It doesn't matter."

Gu An uttered two words, and upon hearing them, An Shengtian immediately relaxed.

The phrase "Martial Master" was enough!

An Shengtian knew well that Gu An was Sword Venerable Fudao. Thinking back to the shocking Great Mixed Yuan Plate from a few years ago, his spirit was immediately uplifted.

With the Martial Master backing him, what was there to fear?

His task was to diligently cultivate, striving to surpass An Hao and make his Martial Master proud of him.

Gu An patted An Shengtian on the shoulder, encouraging him to continue.

An Shengtian looked at Gu An's departing figure and raised a hand to his own shoulder, chuckling softly.

The upcoming Spring Festival remained lively. Although Gu An was thinking about Demon Shore, he still acted naturally, actively celebrating with his disciples.

Because of the intervention a few years ago by Sword Venerable Fudao, which greatly lessened the chaos in Taicang Continent, the recent Spring Festivals had been lively, especially for the disciples of the Supreme Sect, who on such days would rid their minds of worries and start harboring hopes for the future.

Until late into the night.

Third Medicine Valley, in the attic.

Gu An sat at the desk, eyes closed, his Divine Thought frenziedly scanning the Great Heavenly Spirit Land.

Unable to find a cause-and-effect similar to Shen Zhen, he extended his Divine Thought into the universe.

Though Demon Shore's cultivation level was inferior to his, being hated by someone was intolerable.

Especially since the opponent hated his original self!

He must die, to prevent future troubles!

That night, the person with the worst mood within the Supreme Sect was none other than the strongest among them!

Until the early hours, Gu An finally located Demon Shore!

The bastard was actually hiding within the Silent Destruction Domain!

And he was harboring a large number of evil demons under his command, clearly having some sort of plan.

Gu An stood up, left the house, and walked downstairs.

Just as he was downstairs, Ji Xiaoyu emerged from the house and called out to him.

"What's up?" Gu An asked with a smile.

Ji Xiaoyu approached him, sizing him up.

Gu An touched his own face and asked, "Is there something wrong with me?"

Ji Xiaoyu stared into his eyes and said, "There's a sense of death about you, have you been marked by something corrupt?"

Gu An feigned nervousness as he asked, "Really? Don't frighten me!"

He knew Ji Xiaoyu was not wrong in her feeling; ever since being targeted by Demon Shore the day before, a causal bond had latched onto him and was growing stronger.

Gu An had not dispelled the cause and effect on him, instead using it to trace Demon Shore.

"Perhaps it's just my imagination," Ji Xiaoyu suggested, seeing his panicked reaction. She was puzzled inside.

What on earth had happened to Gu An?

Although she had regained some of her memories, she was not the original self, able to only sense the cause and effect on Gu An but not fully see through it.

"Always scaring me, later when I go out, I'll be worried the whole way," Gu An complained sullenly.

"Then don't go out. I'm puzzled, with your current resources inexhaustible, why do you still take charge of so many Medicine Valleys?"

"You don't understand, this is life. To be human, one needs to do things to feel grounded."

"Humph, you're definitely hiding secrets."

"Don't you follow me. If I catch you, we are through, this is called privacy rights,

understand?"

"Who gave you privacy rights?"

"Granted by the heavens, do you dare to question it?"

The two began to bicker again, and after Ji Xiaoyu twisted his arm a few times, Gu An finally

fled.

Ji Xiaoyu watched his retreating figure, her brows furrowed deeply, her heart filled with worry, sensing that Gu An was heading for great trouble.

Gu An headed toward the Transmission Array Platform, along the way seeing Long Qing heading out of the valley.

"Going out to box again?" Gu An asked with a smile.

Long Qing, who had been practicing with Shen Xinzi for years, had reached a horrifying level

of physical strength; his Qi-Blood was so powerful it even surpassed the Void Crossing Realm,

sadly, his body contained not a trace of Spiritual Power.

Long Qing stopped in his tracks, faced Gu An, and nodded slightly. He revealed a proud expression and said, "In half a year, my second martial master will take me out to hunt demons. I will be able to fight to my heart's content!"

Gu An did not admonish him, merely nodding before expressing a few words of concern and

letting him go.

Watching Long Qing walk away, Gu An thought of An Shengtian. The number of juniors in

Medicine Valley had been increasing. He wondered what the scene would look like in an/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

thousand years.

He smiled and continued towards the Transmission Array Platform.

Upon reaching Mystic Valley, he glanced at Lu Jiujia and then left alone.

He walked through the forest and gradually, a figure emerged from his body-a split of his Divine Skills. He allowed his split form to replace his original self, while his true form entered

a state difficult for immortals to divine.

The split form continued forward leisurely, while the original form leapt out of Great Heavenly Spirit Land and descended into the Silent Destruction Domain in an incomprehensible manner to living beings.

In the depths of the Silent Destruction Domain, where it was incredibly dark without stars, just swells of dense fog as if from the primordial chaos, suffocatingly oppressive.

In the darkness stood a city, silent and hanging, resembling a giant armored beast. The surface of the buildings had sharp, towering columns, frighteningly ominous. Inside a grand hall within the city, demonic Qi swirled like mist. At the center sat a pool over thirty feet in diameter, the surface a bright red. A figure was meditating in the pool.

She was a white-haired woman, her body bare, with long hair cascading down her front into the waters. Her back was as white and smooth as jade, perfectly contoured.

This was Demon Shore.

She sat with her eyes closed, her face stunningly beautiful, except for a trace of wicked aura

between her brows.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes, exclaiming in surprise, "How did that boy's cause and effect

get severed?"

Lifting her right hand, she began to deduce.

Just then, a hand landed on her fair shoulder.

The touch made her Daoist Heart tremble and her face drastically change.

"Why are you looking for someone?"

A raspy voice entered her ears, chilling her to the bone.

How could this be...

Demon Shore was terrified to find herself completely immobile, her Mana almost frozen.

She was a Free Immortal of Nine Layers, how could she be so utterly suppressed?

Could it be that the other party...

Thinking of the legends, she resisted her fear and asked through gritted teeth, "Who... who

are you?"

"If you can see Great Heavenly Spirit Land with her eyes, could you also hear certain things

with her ears?"

Gu An stood behind Demon Shore, leaning slightly forward.

Enshrouded with a gray aura, his true appearance concealed, he looked mysteriously

formidable.

Hearing his words, Demon Shore carefully recalled. She quickly thought of Shen Zhen, who

often mentioned a person.

Sword Venerable Fudao!

Her impression of this person was very deep, deeming him a possible Free Immortal. But she

had not calculated against Sword Venerable Fudao. Though Free Immortals differed, she was one who had stepped into Reincarnation Tribulation, even if not yet successfully, but at least she was trying.

"Sword Venerable Fudao, why..."

The longer Gu An's hand pressed down, the more frantic she became.

In her perception, Gu An's Dao Level was unfathomable, and compared to his, her way of

Cause and Effect was insignificant.

Gu An could feel her fear. He deliberately gave her time to experience panic, fear, and regret.

After all, Gu An had been worried about her hostility all night; killing her directly would be

too lenient.

He gazed down at Demon Shore, taking in her entire form.

Nice skin, too bad she provoked him!

Die!

Gu An's gaze intensified, as he furiously infused his Divine Thought into her body, impacting

her soul, probing her memory.

Demon Shore's body trembled, quickly settling into calmness.

The grand hall fell silent, even the swirling demonic Qi halted.

After a long while...

Gu An withdrew his Divine Thought, exerting a slight force with his right hand. Demon Shore

instantly turned into ash, a shockwave spreading that caused countless tiny stars to appear in

the demonic mist.

Those were the shattered remnants of Demon Shore's Dao!

Gu An pondered over Demon Shore's memories, filled with emotion.

So the Reincarnation Tribulation held such mysteries!

Demon Shore was not only reborn herself but also could choose a mortal for rebirth. Shen

Zhen was her choice, and she chose him after he had grown up.

The reason for choosing Shen Zhen was his innate talent for the Way of Cause and Effect and

the uncertainties surrounding him.

Demon Shore couldn't see why the uncertainties around Shen Zhen originated, initially not

even considering Sword Venerable Fudao.

Until years ago, during the Supreme Chaos Disc, she confirmed that Sword Venerable Fudao was the uncertainty surrounding Shen Zhen. She was surprised but not shocked.

Until An Shengtian appeared, using Shen Zhen's body, she sensed its cause and effect and was instantly moved.

She even wanted to usurp An Shengtian's body!

Thinking of the seductive she-demon becoming a man, Gu An felt somewhat awkward. Fortunately, in Demon Shore's memories, she was always a woman; otherwise, he would feel awkward seeing Shen Zhen in the future.

[You have successfully seized 61,098,203 years of lifespan from Demon Shore (Free Immortal

Realm, Nine Layers).]

A prompt appeared before Gu An, seizing over sixty million years of lifespan in one go.

Not bad! Worthy of a Free Immortal. Would killing Taoist Hidden Immortals in the future bring in hundreds of millions of years of lifespan?

Gu An looked forward with anticipation, but for now, he did not want to confront Taoist

Hidden Immortals.

He would rather accumulate lifespan through medicinal herbs. It was safer to grow stronger unnoticed and avoid much hatred.