novelHire Chapter 590: The Origin of the White Spirit Sword
Chapter 590: The Origin of the White Spirit Sword
Gu An recalled Yongsheng’s life. Indeed, there had been a connection between him and Fairy Yao Xuan. Given their cultivation levels, whether they conceived a child or not depended entirely on their will.
He now strongly suspected that Sin was Yongsheng’s child. That would explain why he felt such an unexplainable karmic link with Sin—a connection that grew stronger as his cultivation advanced.
He continued watching Sin. The boy pressed his hand against the thousand-zhang severed finger, sobbing softly.
It seemed Sin hadn’t noticed that a mysterious force was gradually seeping into his body. He was completely engulfed in his emotions.
A sudden curiosity arose in Gu An’s mind—could Lifespan Breakthrough allow him to teleport others out of this place?
The moment the thought surfaced, the answer instantly appeared in his mind.
He couldn’t.
This answer came from the very essence of Lifespan Breakthrough, as if the ability itself had given him a response.
Now that he knew, Gu An dared not act rashly.
The Desolation Tomb was far from ordinary. This place felt like a sealed domain, preventing him from simply leaving at will.As time passed, Sin eventually stopped crying. He leaned against the massive severed finger, slowly closing his eyes as if falling into a deep sleep.
Gu An began calculating Sin’s fate, but just like before, he could not discern anything. He then turned his attention to the thousand-zhang severed finger, attempting another calculation.
“Hmm?”
A flicker of astonishment flashed across Gu An’s face, his expression becoming serious.
At some point in the future, this thousand-zhang severed finger would escape from the Desolation Tomb and descend upon the Great Thousand Worlds.
When that happened, it would unleash an apocalyptic catastrophe upon the countless realms.
Gu An saw hordes of beings falling into corruption, an overwhelming dark force devouring one world after another.
He immediately stopped his calculations, a deep frown on his face.
This severed finger belonged to Fairy Yao Xuan. Using it, he might one day be able to find her again.
But if he brought it out, it would result in irreversible devastation for countless lives.
This meant that Gu An could not take it away.
After much contemplation, he decided to leave both the severed finger and Sin alone—for now.
To prevent himself from wavering, Gu An activated Lifespan Teleportation and left.
This single teleportation consumed another 10 billion years of lifespan.
However, at his current level—the Perfection Stage of the Heaven-Opening Grand Luo Immortal Realm—even a minor breakthrough drastically boosted his combat power.
The moment he returned to the Heavenly Spirit Great World, he opened his eyes. The surroundings remained unchanged, yet he sensed a dramatic difference.
The entire Heavenly Spirit Great World now felt incredibly fragile to him.
With just a single thought, he could annihilate this entire Great Thousand World.
Gu An turned and began walking in a particular direction, deciding to travel freely for a while. He would return only after Xiao Lan had fully stabilized her cultivation.
The path of cultivation was like a vast river, with countless cultivators navigating its waters. Some were faster, some overtook those ahead, while others capsized and sank into the depths.
From high above, Gu An gazed upon the countless beings of the Heavenly Spirit Great World, observing the endless struggles of life.
This process helped him deepen his understanding of the fundamental nature of existence.
Creating a world was no longer difficult for him, but understanding the laws governing its operation carried far greater meaning.
Though countless worlds existed, their fundamental principles were often similar.
Somewhere in the depths of existence, an even higher power seemed to be orchestrating the workings of all things.
Gu An’s thoughts turned back to the mysterious Dao aura that surrounded the thousand-zhang severed finger.
What kind of Dao was that?
Why was it so bizarre?
…
After breaking through to the Wandering Immortal Realm, Xiao Lan was overjoyed. She eagerly pulled Gu An along to visit True Person Su and the other sect elders.
Although True Person Su and the other Wandering Immortal seniors had long expected this day to come, they hadn't anticipated it happening so soon.
Back when Xiao Lan was still in the Qi Refining Realm, True Person Su had already reached the Wandering Immortal Realm.
But now, even after so much time, True Person Su was still stuck at the same realm while Xiao Lan had already caught up.
No matter how close their master-disciple bond was, True Person Su couldn’t help but feel a little unsettled. However, she was adept at concealing her emotions and maintained her composure.
Gu An stood off to the side, observing quietly. Watching everyone congratulate Xiao Lan, he found the whole situation amusing. The heavens truly were unfair.
Afterwards, Xiao Lan expressed her desire to return to Xiao Manor for a visit. True Person Su had no objections. Now that Xiao Lan had cultivated enough strength to stand on her own, True Person Su simply gave her a few words of advice before watching her and Gu An depart.
A middle-aged female cultivator nearby sighed, “Even after reaching the Wandering Immortal Realm, she still treasures that Gu An boy. I really don’t know what kind of spell he cast on her.”
Before Xiao Lan ascended to the Loose Immortal Realm, many of them had worried that Gu An would hold her back.
Now, instead, they could only marvel at Xiao Lan’s devotion. Feelings like this were rare in the cultivation world.
If they could hold onto such a bond for eternity, it would surely become a legendary love story.
On the way back, Xiao Lan was the one controlling the clouds, guiding their journey. Her mood was a mix of anticipation and anxiety—the excitement of her breakthrough had faded, replaced by the uneasiness of returning home.
It had been ten thousand years since she left. Her parents had long since passed, something she had already come to terms with. But she feared Xiao Manor might no longer exist. She feared that the descendants of the Xiao family might have forgotten her entirely.
"Don't worry, everything will be fine. It’s said that prodigies carry their own destiny. This destiny is invisible, intangible, yet it protects those around them." Gu An reassured her.
Xiao Lan turned to look at Gu An, her curiosity piqued. "Gu Gege, do you have any regrets?"
From childhood to adulthood, Gu An had always been by her side. She had never seen him sad or frustrated, nor had she ever seen him angry.
He always maintained a gentle and warm demeanor, never showing any negative emotions.
Now that she thought about it, Gu An seemed almost too perfect.
The curiosity in Xiao Lan’s gaze grew stronger, as if she wanted to see through him completely.
"Of course, I have regrets. Everything you have experienced, I have already been through. Once you’ve been through something, once you’ve come to terms with it, you don’t feel as sad anymore." Gu An replied.
Xiao Lan frowned, even more confused. "But you’re only twenty years older than me! Why do you sound like you've lived for tens of thousands of years?"
Gu An chuckled. "In my dreams, I’ve experienced much more than you have."
"Really?"
"Lan’er, have you thought about what your goal in cultivation is?"
"Of course!"
"Tell me."
"I want to become the Master of the Dao Court."
Xiao Lan grinned proudly. Seeing her expression, Gu An felt a moment of déjà vu.
Back then, Ye Lan had also relentlessly pursued power. It seemed that some things simply couldn’t be changed, even through reincarnation.
But chasing power wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. After all, life needed a goal.
"I hope I can see you achieve that in my lifetime." Gu An said sincerely, causing Xiao Lan to feel an unexpected pressure.
Yes… her future was bright, but Gu An’s wasn’t necessarily the same.
Not wanting to dwell on this, Xiao Lan quickly changed the subject.
The prodigies of the Tai Chu Era were far stronger than those of the previous epoch, making the path to fame even more difficult. While Xiao Lan’s reputation had already begun spreading within the Dao Court, in the grand scheme of the world, she was still virtually unknown.
She planned to venture out for training, seek powerful treasures, and punish evil, just like the immortal heroes in the legends.
However, she couldn’t help but worry about Gu An.
Gu An assured her that she could go without concern—he would wait for her at the cave residence. His words relieved her somewhat.
The journey to seek treasures and battle adversaries would inevitably involve countless fights. She wasn’t confident she could always protect Gu An. But at the same time, she didn’t want to hurt his feelings, so she was torn.
"By the way, Gu Gege, where exactly did the White Spirit Sword come from?" Xiao Lan suddenly asked.
She had long noticed that this sword was extraordinary.
Gu An replied, "The one who gave me this sword once said that an immortal had gifted it to them. I didn’t believe it at first. But after embarking on the cultivation path with you, I realized its origins might be something you’ll need to uncover for yourself. My abilities are nowhere near enough to do so."