Chapter 117 ·Could She Be the Reincarnation of the Wisdom Gu?

Gu ‍​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‍Yan formed a sword gesture with his fingers, sending a stream of spiritual light into the Haotian Mirror.

The ‍​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍mirror surface trembled slightly, ripples spreading across it.

Within ‍​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍the Haotian Mirror, images rapidly flowed.

Moments ‍​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍later, the mirror suddenly stilled.

The ‍​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍image froze.

Gu ‍​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Yan focused his gaze.

It was a sect shrouded in immortal energy, with jade palaces and soaring halls, clouds surging like a sea.

At the main gate stood a towering archway, engraved with three large characters: Ascension Platform.

This was the place in the Immortal Realm specifically used to receive ascenders from the Spirit Realm, managed by the Kunlun Sect of the Immortal Realm.

Kunlun Sect... the name sounded somewhat familiar.

The image zoomed in further.

Within a hall deep inside the Ascension Platform, a woman in red robes sat cross-legged.

Her beauty was peerless, her temperament cold and detached, faint immortal spiritual energy surrounding her.

It was Ning Hongye, who had just ascended.

Once the Kunlun Mysterious Maiden of the Kunlun Sect in the Spirit Realm, at the peak of Tribulation Crossing—now she had attained the position of a Human Immortal.

Looking at that familiar face in the mirror, a memory flashed through Gu Yan’s mind.

Back at the Azure Wave Sect, Nether Soul had once had an encounter with this woman.

At that time, she liked to call him senior brother and had even gifted him magic treasures and cultivation techniques.

The image continued.

Opposite Ning Hongye stood a white-haired old man.

His aura was as deep as the sea—clearly a peak Golden Immortal.

Behind him stood several elders of the Kunlun Sect, each with unfriendly expressions.

The old man looked at Ning Hongye and said in a deep voice, “Hongye, for this old man to come personally and speak to you is already giving you face.”

“The Holy Son of the Shangqing Sect, Lin Fan, is extraordinarily talented. With a bone age of less than eight hundred years, he has already reached the Human Immortal Ninth Layer—just one step away from becoming an Earth Immortal.”

“A match like this is something countless women in the Immortal Realm dream of.”

“Since you have ascended to my Kunlun Sect and are a disciple of the Kunlun lineage, it is only natural that this old man arranges things for you.”

Ning Hongye listened quietly, her expression neither joyful nor sorrowful.

Only after he finished did she slowly speak, “Ancestor’s kindness, Hongye accepts with gratitude.”

“However, I already have a Dao companion. I cannot comply with this matter.”

The old man frowned.

“Dao companion?”

He looked her up and down and sneered. “Your primordial yin is still intact—where would a Dao companion come from?”

“Do not use such excuses to brush this old man off.”

“Ancestor, please discern clearly. My primordial yin is indeed intact.”

“But I have formed a contract with that person—to be his Dao companion for life, unwavering through life and death.”

“This contract resides in the heart, not the body.”

Hearing this, the old man’s expression grew serious.

He stared deeply at her and said in a low voice, “A contract?”

“What contract? With whom?”

Ning Hongye shook her head. “It is not convenient for me to reveal his name.”

“As for the contract… if Ancestor does not believe it, you may deduce it yourself.”

“Every word I have spoken is true.”

The old man stared at her in silence for a moment.

Then he closed his eyes.

His aura surged as he began deducing the secrets of heaven.

Everyone in the hall held their breath, not daring to make a sound.

Moments later, the old man opened his eyes.

His brows were tightly furrowed.

He could not deduce anything.

Nothing at all.

That so-called Dao companion, that so-called contract—it was as if they did not exist within this world.

Yet Ning Hongye stood here. Her expression, tone, and attitude did not seem like lies.

Doubt and uncertainty filled the old man’s heart.

Seeing the changing expressions on his face, Ning Hongye quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

As expected—nothing could be deduced.

Just like back then.

The first time she met Lin You was at the Azure Wave Sect.

At that time, she used a secret technique to probe his origins, but discovered nothing.

His past was blank, his future shrouded in mist, and his karmic entanglements were completely impossible to deduce.

A person like that was either useless—or… the reincarnation of a great power.

Lin You was clearly not the former.

After she left the Azure Wave Sect, she had not ignored what followed.

The two Nascent Soul ancestors of the Azure Wave Sect failed to break through to the Transformation Spirit stage.

Meanwhile, Lin You’s cultivation advanced rapidly—from Golden Core to Nascent Soul—eventually ascending to the position of Sect Master.

The first thing he did after becoming Sect Master was to seal off the entrance to that mortal world.

She had personally gone to investigate.

That entrance, along with the teleportation array, had completely vanished without a trace.

Even with her peak Tribulation Crossing strength, she could not sense any remnants.

It was as if that mortal world had never existed.

How could that be possible?

After searching through ancient texts and countless secret manuals, she finally found a possible explanation.

Immortal Emperor reincarnation.

It was said that when an Immortal Emperor reincarnated to cultivate again, they would seal their Dao field, transforming it into an independent world.

Within that world, they would be the sole ruler.

Their reincarnated self could cultivate there, avoiding the scrutiny of the Heavenly Dao, avoiding karmic entanglements, and restoring strength at the fastest possible speed.

Such things had occurred before in the history of the Immortal Realm.

If that were the case, everything made sense.

Lin You… no, he should be called Nether Soul.

He must be the reincarnation of an Immortal Emperor.

That mortal world was his Dao field.

He cultivated there to avoid the gaze of all great powers and secretly recover his strength.

And the magic treasures and cultivation techniques she had gifted back then—perhaps in his eyes, they were nothing more than… children’s playthings?

Thinking of this, a faint bitter smile appeared on Ning Hongye’s lips.

But so what?

She had karmic ties with Nether Soul.

She had called him senior brother, and he had accepted it.

She had given him items, and he had taken them.

That was enough.

As for his true identity—whether Immortal Emperor or ordinary person—it did not matter.

What mattered was that she needed a shield.

A shield that even a peak Golden Immortal could not deduce.

Now, that shield had indeed proven useful.

Looking at the ancestor across from her, brows tightly furrowed, Ning Hongye remained calm as still water.

She knew he could not deduce anything.

Just as she had failed back then.

That existence was not something a Golden Immortal could peer into.

……

At the Supreme Creation Lesser Luo Grotto Heaven, before the Longevity Hall.

Gu Yan looked at the scene in the Haotian Mirror, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

Well then.

This Ning Hongye was actually this clever?

Immortal Emperor reincarnation? Dao field sealing? Concealing from all eyes?

How did she even come up with all that?

Gu Yan fell silent for a moment, then muttered, “Could she be the reincarnation of the Wisdom Gu?”

Of course, it was just a casual remark.

But it had to be admitted—her guess was not entirely correct, yet not far off either.

Gu Yan put away the Haotian Mirror and shook his head.

This Ning Hongye certainly knew how to borrow power.

But since she had borrowed it, so be it.

To him, one more karmic connection did not matter.

Moreover… back at the Azure Wave Sect, she had indeed treated Nether Soul well.

That cultivation technique, those magic treasures—though casually given, still carried sincerity.

Gu Yan pondered for a moment, murmuring, “Ning Hongye… Kunlun Mysterious Maiden… Kunlun Sect of the Immortal Realm…”

Wait.

That ancestor was only a peak Golden Immortal, yet his deduction had actually allowed him to sense it?

Gu Yan’s gaze sharpened.

Ever since obtaining Body Without Self and Form · Red, neither the Great Dao nor the Heavenly Dao could perceive his existence—let alone cultivators’ deductions.

What did this mean?

It meant that this ancestor was not simple.

At the very least, his methods of deduction far surpassed ordinary Golden Immortals.

Gu Yan grew interested.

“Let me see what is so extraordinary about you, peak Golden Immortal ancestor.”

The Haotian Mirror appeared once more, and the image continued to flow.

The same hall, the same people.

The ancestor sat at the head, brows tightly furrowed, clearly still troubled by his inability to deduce anything.

Gu Yan pointed with his fingers, and the image suddenly zoomed in, locking onto the ancestor.

The deduction began.

Moments later, a hint of surprise flashed in Gu Yan’s eyes.

So that was it.

This ancestor was named Ning Daoxuan, one of the Supreme Grand Elders of the Kunlun Sect.

At peak Golden Immortal cultivation, he had remained at this level for thirty million years.

For all those years, he had never attempted to break through to Immortal King.

Not because he could not.

But because he did not want to.

He cultivated an ancient technique called 《Nine Revolutions Returning to One Profound Art》.

The most mysterious aspect of this technique was that at every major realm, one could compress their cultivation nine times, forging an incomparably solid foundation before breaking through.

This applied to Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Transformation Spirit, Tribulation Crossing, Great Ascension, Human Immortal, Earth Immortal, Heavenly Immortal, Golden Immortal… all the same.

Now, at peak Golden Immortal, he had already completed eight compressions.

Only the final one remained. Once he achieved the ninth revolution, his foundation upon breaking through to Immortal King would far surpass that of ordinary Immortal Kings.

He might even have a chance to reach the legendary Immortal Emperor Realm.

That was why he had delayed his breakthrough.

What he sought was the Immortal Emperor, not the Immortal King.

Thirty million years of suppression had granted him terrifying combat power.

Through the Haotian Mirror, Gu Yan saw that although Ning Daoxuan was only a peak Golden Immortal, seven Immortal Kings had already died at his hands.

The most astonishing battle occurred thirty thousand years ago—when he was only at the seventh revolution of Golden Immortal, he single-handedly slew two Immortal Kings of the Second Layer.

That battle shocked the entire Immortal Realm.

From then on, no one dared to underestimate this peak Golden Immortal ancestor of the Kunlun Sect.

Now that he had completed the eighth revolution and stood just one step from the ninth, his combat power was even more unfathomable.

Gu Yan looked at the seemingly ordinary old man in the mirror, silently calculating.

No wonder his deduction could be sensed.

A figure like this naturally possessed deduction methods far beyond his peers.

Though he still could not deduce Gu Yan, the mere fact that he could make him feel observed was already remarkable.

“This old fellow is truly a talent.”

Suppressing his realm for thirty million years just to achieve Immortal Emperor.

Grumbling aside, Gu Yan had no intention of doing anything.

After all, Ning Hongye’s matter did not concern him much.

She used the name of his Evil Body, Nether Soul, as a shield—he did not mind.

Even if Ning Daoxuan could not deduce anything, at most he would remain suspicious and would not truly act against Ning Hongye.

After all, an existence that even a peak Golden Immortal could not deduce—if real—was not something the Kunlun Sect could afford to provoke.

Having lived for so many years, Ning Daoxuan would understand this.

As for what would happen to Ning Hongye in the future…

Gu Yan shook his head.

That was her own karma, her own choice.

What he needed to do now—

Was cultivate.

To break through to the Human Immortal Ninth Layer as soon as possible, and then advance to the Earth Immortal Realm.

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