[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-living-among-all-heavens-achieving-immortality-t":3,"chapter-living-among-all-heavens-achieving-immortality-t-living-among-all-heavens-achieving-immortality-t-chapter-317":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Living Among All Heavens, Achieving Immortality Through Merit",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2323885,4545,"Chapter 317: Why Did I Dream Such a Thing?","living-among-all-heavens-achieving-immortality-t-chapter-317",317,"\u003Cp>Wan Jianyi lifted his head, studying Gu Qing’s face, then glanced at the Zhanlong Sword hanging at his waist, and suddenly felt a deep sense of melancholy—he looked at Gu Qing and saw his own youthful self reflected in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Have you heard my story?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wan Jianyi asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man holding the Zhanlong Sword and coming directly to his door—Wan Jianyi knew this was no accident; it was meant for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your face is written full of stories.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wan Jianyi fell silent for a moment, then let out a bitter laugh. In the span of cultivation years, he was still middle-aged—but after a century of wasting away in the Ancestral Hall, he had become a broken shadow of himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whose disciple are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a pause, Wan Jianyi asked in a low voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Disciple of Cang Song of the Qingyun Sect.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing said: “My master has always spoken of having an elder brother named Wan. I happened to learn some esoteric arts below the mountain and sensed the Zhanlong Sword’s call...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Jingyu had become Wan Jianyi’s disciple because of the Zhanlong Sword and Cang Song—Gu Qing now held the Zhanlong Sword and was also Cang Song’s disciple; coming to the Ancestral Hall to study under Wan Jianyi posed no problem, as long as Wan Jianyi and Cang Song had not recognized each other, Gu Qing could deceive both sides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Wan Jianyi appearing before others...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daoxuan would seal his title.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So you’re Cang Song’s disciple.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wan Jianyi, having languished alone in the Ancestral Hall for a century, was now an old recluse. Seeing Gu Qing speak so pleasantly, being Cang Song’s disciple, and having come to him directly, he nodded and said: “We do have a connection—but...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wan Jianyi was assessing Gu Qing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Qingyun Sect member who had accessed the most secrets, Wan Jianyi could sense the aura of the Heavenly Book—and Gu Qing’s entire being resonated harmoniously, as if infused with the same essence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You seem to have had quite an extraordinary encounter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wan Jianyi probed gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As for extraordinary encounters, I actually have one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing sat beside Wan Jianyi and said: “Teach me your sword techniques, but don’t do it for free—I recently acquired a method below the mountain that turns white hair black and restores vigor with age. Try it—you might even reverse your youth.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wan Jianyi listened quietly, sensing that the breathing and cultivation methods were pure truths of Daoist longevity, nourishing the primordial spirit—strangely profound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wan Jianyi did not know that Gu Qing carried the Eternal Youthful Vitality Art, Mingyu Art, the Longevity Scripture, and the Great Dharma of Seeding the Dao Heart—all of which he had mastered for extending life and regaining youth. Now, through the principles of the Heavenly Book, he had subtly adjusted these techniques into a xianxia version sufficient to restore Wan Jianyi’s youth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reversing age and preserving eternal youth meant nothing to Gu Qing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wan Jianyi listened in silence, studying Gu Qing closely, silently circulating his true qi, and felt that the Taiji Xuanqing Dao had opened new meridians with mysterious subtleties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As dawn broke, Gu Qing bid farewell to Wan Jianyi and returned to his quarters on Tongtian Peak. After brief rest, Xiao Yicai came again, requesting Gu Qing to paint for him. Gu Qing painted two portraits, spent the entire morning with ink, and by afternoon refused to paint further. He strolled around Tongtian Peak, then returned to the Ancestral Hall—this time, beginning to ask Wan Jianyi for sword instruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tongtian Peak, Yuqing Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daoxuan Zhenren received Xiao Yicai’s report, stared at the demonic image of Kongsang Mountain, pointed at the Green Dragon, and asked: “Did Gu Qing break this man’s arm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yicai naturally nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daoxuan Zhenren studied the portrait in thought. Xiao Yicai did not recognize the Green Dragon—but Daoxuan did. Over a hundred years ago, this man had been utterly defeated by Wan Jianyi’s sword and vanished from the world. Daoxuan had assumed him dead—never expecting him to reappear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, his arm had been broken by a Qingyun Sect disciple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had his defeat at Wan Jianyi’s hands shattered his heart, leaving him broken and defeated?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where is Gu Qing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daoxuan Zhenren wanted to hear Gu Qing’s own account—and to see this most outstanding genius of the Qingyun Sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After painting, he went to the Ancestral Hall.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yicai, as the senior disciple of Tongtian Peak, knew Gu Qing’s movements well: “Gu Qing has taken quite a liking to an old man in the Ancestral Hall.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daoxuan Zhenren’s expression stiffened slightly. After Xiao Yicai withdrew, he turned and headed toward the Ancestral Hall. Along the way, he saw a young man wearing the Zhanlong Sword, his face like ice jade, bearing an imposing aura. The youth nodded slightly upon meeting him, then walked on. When Daoxuan reached the Ancestral Hall, he locked eyes with Wan Jianyi and said: “You look much younger.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wan Jianyi’s lips curled slightly as he replied calmly: “Perhaps my spirits have lifted.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daoxuan Zhenren studied him closely—Wan Jianyi’s facial wrinkles had diminished, and he glanced toward the mountain path, asking: “That young man has fine talent. How much have you taught him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wan Jianyi raised one finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One technique?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daoxuan Zhenren was slightly startled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Only one remains.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wan Jianyi said, lowering his hand. Gu Qing grasped sword techniques instantly—once he saw them, he mastered them. Even ordinary sword moves he wielded surpassed those of cultivators who had trained for decades. Wan Jianyi had taught him sword forms for ten days, and already felt a sense of depletion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, Wan Jianyi had only one technique left: Zhan Guishen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I won’t teach him this one until his cultivation rises further.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wan Jianyi said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daoxuan knew which technique it was—and fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daoxuan Zhenren had seen geniuses before—both Wan Jianyi and himself had been prodigies in their youth, progressing step by step. But from genius to where they stood now, they had spent over a century. How long had Gu Qing been in the sect?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He is born with a celestial body—unlike any other.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a pause, Wan Jianyi said: “Perhaps even Qingye, our founding ancestor, could not match Gu Qing’s talent.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Qingyun Sect had risen solely because of the founding ancestor, Qingye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qingyun Mountain, Longshou Peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the morning, Gu Qing gently knocked on Qi Hao’s door, bowed respectfully, and greeted: “Brother Qi, good morning.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Hao, startled, pinched himself—this troublemaker Gu Qing was greeting him? Why was he having such a dream?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was Gu Qing up to something?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Younger Brother Gu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Hao returned the bow, puzzled, and asked: “Younger Brother Gu, have you returned from below the mountain?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing had been away for a long time. Even upon returning, he had merely greeted Cang Song and ascended to Tongtian Peak—this was his first time returning to Longshou Peak and greeting Qi Hao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve returned.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing smiled, meeting Qi Hao’s gaze: “Brother Qi, my cultivation has made great progress since I went below the mountain. I’d like to learn from you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Younger Brother Gu, you’ve only just entered the sect...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Hao was greatly surprised—how could Gu Qing, who had only just joined, dare challenge him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Qing smiled in return. In the Qingyun Sect, he intended to seize the sect leader’s position—he must demonstrate sufficient talent to earn everyone’s recognition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1235,"2026-06-20T17:04:27.745Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","f41dbc4d61d90012abb8b69bec5f296096ffb691606b7babee29f1cb593dd4cd","living-among-all-heavens-achieving-immortality-t-chapter-318","living-among-all-heavens-achieving-immortality-t-chapter-316",449,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fliving-among-all-heavens-achieving-immortality-t-cover.jpg"]