ushernet Chapter 160: You’re Not Strong Enough
Chapter 160: You’re Not Strong Enough
Chapter 160: You’re Not Strong Enough
Leaving Taixuan Sect?
Gu An froze for a moment—he hadn't expected Du Ye to come to him for this reason.
How could he possibly leave Taixuan Sect?
His entire foundation was here!
And besides, if the Ji Family left Taixuan Sect, where could they even go?
Frowning, Gu An asked, “Why are they relocating?”
Du Ye replied, “It’s got something to do with the Demonic Cataclysm. The family has already found a safe haven, and no matter what, we should be grateful that they’re taking us along. Just be ready—the exact departure date isn’t set yet, but when the time comes, don’t waste time.”
Gu An shook his head. “I can’t leave. Tell them thanks, but I intend to stay and fight alongside Taixuan Sect.”
Du Ye was stunned, his brows immediately knitting together.
He lowered his voice, his tone serious. “Gu An, don’t forget where we came from.”
Gu An met his gaze and replied calmly, “I haven’t forgotten. The Ji Family raised me, and I’ve repaid them over the years with herbs and medicine. But Taixuan Sect has given me far more, and I haven’t even begun to repay my debt. I can’t leave. You go—I’ll stay.”
Du Ye’s face darkened. He wanted to scold Gu An, but he didn’t want the servant disciples to overhear.
After a moment, he exhaled sharply.@@@@
“There’s still time. Think it over carefully. When the demons invade Taicang Empire, it’ll be too late to run!”
With that, he flicked his sleeve and stormed off.
As he left, his expression was grim—not a trace of his usual smile remained.
Gu An, however, felt warmth in his heart.
Du Ye’s anger only meant that he genuinely cared about him.
If he didn’t, he wouldn’t have bothered to persuade him to leave.
But Gu An had no intention of abandoning Taixuan Sect.
If the sect fell, he could always escape then.
And with his cultivation, if he really wanted to flee, who could stop him?
That night, Gu An entered the Eight Views Celestial Realm.
Jiang Qiong was meditating beneath the Spirit Tree, a large cauldron in front of her, with alchemy flames burning underneath.
Sensing Gu An’s arrival, she asked casually, “What are you doing here? Didn’t you just visit two days ago?”
His strategy had always been the same—only act when he had absolute certainty of victory.
If he could fight, he’d fight.
If he couldn’t, he’d run.
Simple.
Jiang Qiong suddenly smirked.
“So, how do you feel about your Third Young Miss marrying into the Seven Star Spirit Realm?” she asked teasingly.
Gu An shrugged. “Ji Xuanyu is a peerless genius. It’s only natural she’d marry someone of equal stature. I’m happy for her.”
“Oh? Not even a little regret?” Jiang Qiong’s eyes gleamed with mischief.
Gu An raised an eyebrow, then spread his hands helplessly.
“Well... of course I feel a little regret. To be honest, I admired her. But my talent is mediocre, and I never had a chance. Since she’s out of reach, I can only wish her happiness.”
Jiang Qiong’s smile vanished.
She snorted coldly, “Good. Keep it that way. When status and talent don’t match, love only brings disaster. Remember that. Never let your emotions get in the way.”
Gu An nodded. “I don’t need to worry about that. There are plenty of female disciples in Xuan Valley.”
“Oh? Is that why you don’t focus on cultivation?”
“I meant that if I wanted a partner, it wouldn’t be difficult. But I don’t want one.”
Jiang Qiong nodded in approval. “That’s more like it. Dao companions are unreliable. I’ve seen countless lovers abandon or betray each other in times of crisis. Don’t get attached. It’s for your own good.”
Gu An grinned. “What about you? Ever had a Dao companion?”
“If I had, I’d be dead already.”
The two bantered back and forth, their conversation stretching over an hour before Gu An finally left.
Watching him go, Jiang Qiong muttered to herself,
“This kid doesn’t even call me ‘Master’ anymore. His thoughts are getting bold...”
As summer faded into autumn, Gu An arrived at Horizon Valley and noticed a new person there.
The visitor was Ji Xuanyu’s older brother—Ji Ruolai.
The pieces were moving.
The world was about to change.