Chapter 308: Unable to Contact |
Chapter 308 Unable to Contact
Seeing that Xu Ruohai and Xu Xi were still dazed, Gu An immediately rolled up his sleeve and swept them into his palm before following Bai Ziyao upward.
This scene made Bai Ziyao raise an eyebrow in surprise and chuckle. “Fellow Daoist Meng, quite the divine ability you’ve got!”
From Xu Ruohai and Xu Xi’s perspective, it wasn’t them who had shrunk, but rather Gu An and Bai Ziyao who had become colossal. The visual impact was overwhelming, leaving the siblings utterly dumbfounded.
As she listened to Gu An and Bai Ziyao chatting and laughing, Xu Xi finally snapped out of it. She turned to Xu Ruohai and cautiously asked, “Brother, did that senior just call Daoist Meng... a Peak Lord?”
She knew very well what being a Peak Lord meant. On Renjian Peak, a Peak Lord held immense power, a symbol of strength and status—legendary figures.
Xu Ruohai’s mind was in turmoil, but he tried to keep his composure. He gave a small nod without saying a word.
Thinking back on his earlier exchange with Gu An, he hadn’t said anything offensive, and Gu An had even reassured him that he could join Renjian Peak.
Xu Ruohai’s eyes lit up, excitement bubbling in his chest. His hands were already clenched into tight fists inside his sleeves.
Despite the name, the assembly wasn’t fixed at a thousand-year interval. It had been twenty thousand years since the last one. Since Bai Ziyao had returned for once, he discussed it with the other Peak Lords and decided to host it.
The assembly wasn’t just for recruiting new disciples—it also welcomed allied forces.
Before the event began, Bai Ziyao would take Gu An to choose a temporarily unclaimed Divine Peak.
Renjian Peak contained many sub-peaks, ranked by tier: Sea Peak, Immortal Peak, Divine Peak, and the Main Peak at the top. There was only one Main Peak, but twenty-five Divine Peaks. To become a Divine Peak Lord, one needed to have reached the Celestial Ascension Stage.
Gu An was surprised. “There are still Divine Peaks without lords?”
Bai Ziyao replied, “Plenty of Celestial Ascension cultivators want to explore beyond the heavens. So whenever there’s an opportunity, many are willing to vacate their positions.”
Seeing Gu An didn’t react too strongly, Bai Ziyao let out a silent sigh of relief.
Looks like his scare tactic had worked back then.
He’d deliberately made the outer universe sound dangerous, just to keep Gu An in the Heavenly Great Realm.
Besides, someone like Gu An, with no background and yet able to reach the Celestial Ascension Stage through secluded cultivation, was clearly an unimaginably rare genius. Even if he didn’t go beyond the heavens, he would still continue to improve.
The two continued to fly upward. Eventually, the blue sky disappeared, replaced by a dazzling starry expanse.
Standing in Gu An’s palm, Xu Ruohai and Xu Xi looked up in awe, overwhelmed by the vastness of the cosmos.
Gu An followed Bai Ziyao into a grand hall. He set Xu Ruohai and Xu Xi down, instructing them to stay behind him.
The hall was vast, flanked by towering, imposing statues. The ceiling was engraved with majestic scenes. Xu Ruohai and Xu Xi treaded carefully, not daring to make a sound as they followed closely behind Gu An.
As they moved deeper in, Gu An saw twenty-five blue-purple crystal pillars. Power from the Dao rules flowed within, each one layered with countless restrictions. Clearly, Renjian Peak housed Mystic Celestial Immortals.
Even a Free Soaring Immortal would struggle to forge such pillars.
Bai Ziyao stopped and pointed to two neighboring crystal pillars. “These two Divine Peaks are available—Chengtian Peak and Dingtian Peak…”
He began explaining both peaks.
Chengtian Peak had over a million disciples and was of medium height among the Divine Peaks. Due to its long history, most of its disciples were quite powerful.
Dingtian Peak, the second tallest Divine Peak, had suffered internal strife in the past. Its disciple base had nearly collapsed, and most of its cultivators were below the Scattered Immortal Stage. Resources were scarce, and many areas had been left abandoned.
Currently, Dingtian Peak had just over 200,000 disciples.
Without hesitation, Gu An said, “Then I’ll take Dingtian Peak. I’ll restore it and contribute to Renjian Peak.”
Hearing this, Bai Ziyao looked at Gu An with newfound respect.
Next, he had Gu An take out his Renjian Jade and place it on the crystal pillar.
Once all the formalities were done, they headed to other halls to finalize Gu An’s authority over Dingtian Peak.
Xu Ruohai and Xu Xi also registered and officially became disciples of Dingtian Peak.
Half an hour later, Bai Ziyao brought the three of them to Dingtian Peak, then left.
He didn’t bother standing guard for Gu An—what kind of joke was that? A Celestial Ascension cultivator needing protection?
Anyone foolish enough to stir trouble would be asking to die!
On Renjian Peak, disciples were forbidden from disrespecting the Peak Lord!
Xu Ruohai and Xu Xi stared in awe at the grand and majestic Dingtian Peak, excitement written all over their faces.
Gu An glanced at them and smiled. “From now on, how should you address me?”
Xu Ruohai immediately bowed. “Disciple Xu Ruohai greets Master!”
Xu Xi followed suit, bowing respectfully and addressing him as Master.
Gu An smiled, then released his Celestial Ascension aura, blanketing the entire Dingtian Peak.
Only then did Xu Ruohai and Xu Xi truly feel the magnitude of Gu An’s strength.
The three flew toward the mountaintop, where they were soon met by nine Roving Immortals. Without a word, Gu An displayed his Renjian Jade.
Joy lit up the faces of the nine Roving Immortals. They all saluted respectfully and addressed him as Master.
Gu An discreetly scanned them using his Lifespan Perception—they were all in good health and could work for him for many years.
The chief disciple of Dingtian Peak was named Zhu Xinglan, a ninth-level Roving Immortal. Though just one step away from the Celestial Ascension Stage, it was an impossible chasm for most in that realm.
Gu An dismissed the others and had Zhu Xinglan accompany him alone. He had already assigned someone to help Xu Ruohai and Xu Xi settle in.
Zhu Xinglan had a scholarly air, appearing in his forties. He wore a green robe, his beard a mix of black and white, and exuded a calm, composed presence.
Gu An asked him to guide him on a tour of Dingtian Peak.
Time flew by, and two hours passed in a blink.
After selecting his residence, Gu An was ready to leave. Before departing, he gave Zhu Xinglan a large number of spirit stones to buy medicinal herbs and plant them on Dingtian Peak.
Zhu Xinglan was thrilled. It felt like Dingtian Peak had finally gotten a worthy Peak Lord.
Returning to the Third Medicine Valley, Gu An transformed from the high-and-mighty Peak Lord to a simple Valley Master of the Taixuan Sect.
That evening, he found Qie Wuxing and Nine-Fingered Divine Lord still playing Go. What a waste of time.
Gu An asked curiously, “Where’s Shen Xinzi?”
Nine-Fingered Divine Lord replied casually, “He went to attend the Millennial Peak Assembly on Renjian Peak. Just left.”
“Renjian Peak?”
“Yeah. An ancient, fate-based sect. Don’t bother asking—you’ll never get anywhere near it in your lifetime. They’re way more powerful than the Grand Cold Demon Sect.”
He said it offhandedly, and Gu An shot him a sharp glare before turning and walking away.
Qie Wuxing chuckled. “You never know. If he invented this game of Go, maybe he’s destined for something big.”
“Pfft. Who knows? You’re so amazing, but I don’t see you helping him,” Nine-Fingered Divine Lord replied without much thought. Though he was familiar with Gu An, he had no intention of interfering with his fate.
With Gu An’s talent, taking him to a top sect might not even be beneficial.
At least here, Gu An could live freely and happily.
Hearing them talk, Gu An couldn’t help but laugh inwardly.
If I revealed my cultivation realm, you guys probably wouldn’t even recognize the name!
He snorted softly and went to find Ji Xuanyu for a chat.
Since the Millennial Peak Assembly was still a while away, Gu An wasn’t in a rush to go.
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A few days later.
Gu An arrived at Seeker’s Island and made the final deal with the island master. From this point on, the island belonged to him.
Because of the disaster brought by the Grand Cold Demon Sect, the faction backing the island master had withdrawn. With no way to reclaim it, they were eager to sell and profit one last time.
Before leaving, the island master told Gu An, “You’d best have someone from your faction send a Roving Immortal here, or you won’t be able to hold the place.”
Gu An smiled and nodded.
Once the island master and his people left, Gu An turned to Hu Xiaojian and smiled. “From now on, Seeker’s Island is mine. I won’t treat you unfairly.”
Hu Xiaojian dropped to his knees and kowtowed with excitement.
Gu An then summoned the elders of the Sea Protectorate, giving them a few simple instructions. When they heard that a Roving Immortal would be stationed there soon, their attitudes immediately turned respectful. None dared to underestimate him.
And Gu An wasn’t bluffing. Dingtian Peak had plenty of Roving Immortals—he could assign one whenever he liked.
After all, on Seeker’s Island, he operated under the identity of Meng Lang.
Time passed quickly.
After the Spring Festival, the Millennial Peak Assembly of Renjian Peak finally began.
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Above the Sea of Clouds, Western Spirit Mother soared on a lotus seat, speeding through the skies. At her side stood Lu Lingjun, with a small white snake coiled on her shoulder—none other than the White Spirit Demon Emperor who had ascended with her.
Lu Lingjun’s beautiful eyes widened at the peaks ahead, barely hidden by mist—it felt like she was seeing a land of immortals.
The White Spirit Demon Emperor flicked its tongue and curiously asked, “Between Renjian Peak and the Grand Cold Demon Sect, which one’s stronger?”
Hearing this, Lu Lingjun couldn’t help glancing at Western Spirit Mother, eyes full of curiosity.
She still remembered the day the Grand Cold Demon Sect surrounded the continent.
Back then, she had thought they were invincible.
“In terms of heritage, Renjian Peak is far superior. And within the Holy Court, it holds considerable power. Even our Bitter Sea Buddhist Sect can’t compare,” Western Spirit Mother answered calmly.
Lu Lingjun and the White Spirit Demon Emperor were both awestruck.
Western Spirit Mother went on to share more about Renjian Peak’s past.
Lu Lingjun listened intently, her gaze set in the distance. Her anticipation for the upcoming Millennial Peak Assembly only grew.
As they flew through the clouds, they couldn’t take their eyes off the majestic peaks they passed.
More and more cultivators came into view, each one exuding immense power—all invitees from great sects.
Lu Lingjun and the White Spirit Demon Emperor hadn’t even reached the Grand Ascension Stage, while every cultivator and demon beast they passed was far stronger.
Instinctively, they felt nervous and out of place.
But they were ascended beings—they wouldn’t cower!
Instead, their hearts swelled with ambition.
One day, they would arrive not as tagalongs—but as honored guests.
Lu Lingjun couldn’t help but think of Gu An. That guy once wrote a book about immortals and gods—if he saw this scene with his own eyes, he’d definitely be inspired.
Too bad, with Gu An’s background and temperament, there was no way he’d ever make it to a place like this in his lifetime.