Chapter 1059: Chapter 1050: My Name Is Gu An

“Thank you for your kind offer, but I currently have no plans for cultivation. I just want to clear my mind and calm my Dao Heart.”

Gu An replied with a smile. The male disciple listened but wasn’t angry, only showing a look of regret.

The female disciple spoke, “Why bother listening? It’s just the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit. Our mentor just wants to show off.”

Upon hearing this, the male disciple glared at her and rebuked, “Yue’er, don’t speak disrespectfully to the mentor!”

The female disciple called Yue’er was even more annoyed and said, “In this Wushi Realm, there are so many Golden Immortals. As soon as our mentor has some insight, he summons us. He doesn’t mind the effort, but I find it troublesome!”

The male disciple was both angry and embarrassed, especially since Gu An was present. Not only was it embarrassing for his mentor, but he also felt ashamed because he was his mentor’s eldest disciple.

Gu An asked, “Can’t you refuse your mentor’s arrangements?”

Upon hearing this, Yue’er’s resentment grew, and she gritted her teeth, “No way. If we want to refuse, we’re blamed for not being ambitious, wasting such a good cultivation environment in the Wushi Realm. And my brother—oh, right, I forgot to introduce him; he’s our mentor’s eldest disciple. Perhaps you’ve heard his Daoist name, he’s Chang Lanzhi. If you haven’t heard of him, then he must seriously reflect on himself.” This update is available on novelFirｅ.net

This barrage of words made the male disciple named Chang Lanzhi’s face change from green to red, wishing he could find a hole to hide in.

Gu An chuckled, “Since when did Wushi have so many rules?”

“Exactly! We remain in the Wushi Realm for quiet cultivation, isn’t that great? Why make so much fuss? I now want to explore outside and don’t know what the world out there is like,” Yue’er sighed.

“Outside isn’t as safe as the Wushi Realm. Your rebellious words towards the mentor would certainly be punished in the Daoist Lineages out there,” Chang Lanzhi snorted in disapproval, thinking his sister naive.

He looked at Gu An with embarrassment and said, “Fellow Daoist, I’m sorry, my sister is spoiled by me. Please don’t mind her.”

Born in the Wushi Realm, they have never experienced intrigue. Even though Yue’er spoke badly of the mentor, Chang Lanzhi only felt embarrassed and didn’t realize it might cause trouble for their mentor.

Gu An had no intention to deal with their mentor’s issues; these were minor flaws, not worth considering.

The Wushi Realm may be united and peaceful, but disciples have varied personalities. As long as they don’t make big mistakes, Gu An doesn’t bother intervening; he just treats it as idle talk.

“No harm done, conflicts between master and disciple happen naturally; you just don’t want to be managed,” Gu An said with a chuckle.

Yue’er nodded and said, “That’s true. Even though the mentor is verbose and tends to be complacent, he’s still quite nice to us.”

After venting her heart, she felt better and started speaking well of her mentor.

“You all may leave; I will continue wandering,”

Gu An said with a smile, flying past them.

Yue’er turned back and asked, “By the way, what’s your name and which generation of disciple are you?”

Chang Lanzhi also suddenly remembered he forgot to ask the other’s name and directed his gaze after him.

Gu An waved his hand, with his voice echoing, “I’m Gu An.”

Gu An?

Chang Lanzhi and Yue’er exchanged glances, both seeing the confusion in each other’s eyes.

As Gu An disappeared over the horizon, Yue’er muttered, “This person is quite arrogant, not even mentioning which generation disciple he is; does he think he’s famous?”

Chang Lanzhi didn’t mind, laughing, “We haven’t stated which generation disciples we are either; perhaps his generation is higher than ours, at least he can ignore the Golden Immortal’s teachings. You’re tired of listening, maybe he’s tired of it too.”

Yue’er thought it made sense, and soon the siblings continued flying towards their mentor’s dojo.

Elsewhere.

Gu An continued wandering between heaven and earth, admiring the scenery along the way.

The Wushi Realm is vast, and at his current speed, it would take hundreds of years to reach its horizon, let alone the fact it’s constantly expanding.

On his journey, Gu An frequently encountered Wushi Disciples, none of whom recognized him. Now in Wushi Realm, disciple generations have exceeded tens of thousands, and those who know him hold high positions, busy with cultivation. Almost all disciples wandering within the Wushi Realm were born after he surpassed the Saint; they didn’t receive Gu An’s transformation, so they don’t have much insight to ponder.

A month later.

Amidst the mountains, by a waterfall, a middle-aged man sat meditating under a willow tree, with a wooden zither placed in front of him. Ten yards ahead, dozens of disciples sat meditating by the river, each maintaining a certain distance, among them, were Chang Lanzhi and Yue’er.

The middle-aged man saw his disciples deep in thought, showing a satisfied expression, but his brows furrowed when his gaze fell on Yue’er.

“Lanzhi, Yue’er, why are you late this time?” the middle-aged man asked. As soon as he spoke, the other disciples opened their eyes, directing their gaze at Chang Lanzhi and Yue’er.

For them, this was not the first occurrence of such an event, they wanted to see how Yue’er would find excuses.

Yue’er was about to speak, but Chang Lanzhi spoke first, “We encountered an unfamiliar disciple on the way and chatted a bit. We intended to bring him along to listen, but he said he currently has no plans for cultivation, only wants to clear his mind.”

The middle-aged man stroked his beard and asked, “Oh? What is his name, how could he be so negligent?”

Chang Lanzhi hesitated for a moment, “He’s called Gu An.”

“Gu An?”

The middle-aged man repeated the name, then his expression changed drastically, and he stood up abruptly.

“What does he look like? Does he wear a sword at his waist?” the middle-aged man asked nervously.

Seeing their mentor’s reaction, the disciples were greatly surprised, all focusing their attentive gaze on Chang Lanzhi.

Chang Lanzhi was stunned, and cautiously said, “He looks very young, wearing a blue robe, and yes, there is indeed a sword at his waist.”

He suddenly realized something was amiss, most disciples, apart from practicing Combat, don’t hang Magic Artifacts on their bodies casually.

Could he be an intruder?

Thinking of this, he immediately felt tense, sensing he might have made a grave mistake.

The middle-aged man’s expression turned ashen and his body even began trembling. He was about to ask further when Yue’er spoke up, “That person is a true Immortal, carefree and at ease. He even said when did Wushi Realm have so many rules. Mentor, you should learn from him.”

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man’s vision went dark, his body began to sway as if he might collapse anytime.

Seeing their mentor in such a state, the disciples all stood up, concerned for his condition.

The middle-aged man raised his hand to point at Yue’er, displaying a look of grief and indignation, his voice trembling, “You rebellious disciple, I let you listen for your own good, how dare you complain about me to the ancestor?”

“For my good? You know what I want… wait, ancestor?”

Yue’er was initially nervous seeing the mentor like this, but upon hearing his words, she was angered again, yet as she spoke, she gradually realized something was wrong.

Ancestor?

In the Wushi Realm, the one referred to as ancestor…

Yue’er’s face suddenly turned pale, and Chang Lanzhi was also startled, his eyes wide open.

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