Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses-Chapter 811 - 803 Above the Revered Immortal

Chapter 811 -803 Above the Revered Immortal

The upheaval of counterattacks erupted across the Three Thousand Great Worlds, with the Great Immortal Divine Yuan drawing Chaos Evil Demons into battle, causing all living beings across the great worlds to suffer deeply. As Xuanyuan Human Venerable began to counterattack, many native forces in various great worlds began to overthrow the rule of the Great Immortal Divine Yuan.

The Wushi Divine Sparrow flew across the Three Thousand Great Worlds, witnessed by countless living beings. Everyone believed that the Wushi Divine Sparrow brought victory and hope. Shrines and temples dedicated to the Wushi Divine Sparrow sprang up like mushrooms after rain across various realms.

The Wushi Divine Sparrow was bestowed numerous titles.

In the years that followed, even Gu An, who was far away at the Daoist Field of the Beginningless, could sense a unique destiny rushing toward him, which was the faith of all living beings in the Wushi Divine Sparrow.

The destiny born from this faith was extremely complex; it could help him enhance his cultivation level, allow him to create magical treasures, spiritual objects, and more—it could be said to be omnipotent.

No wonder the Immortal Gods desire incense from the Human World.

It is worth mentioning that merit does not belong to the Heavenly Dao.

Gu An directly stored this merit within the Wushi Divine Sparrow, keeping it for later use. He didn’t intend to enhance his cultivation level with the merit, but rather saved it for any unforeseen use.

In the years that followed, there were no major changes in the Celestial Spirit Great World, but the Three Thousand Great Worlds descended into unprecedented frenzy. The more oppression inflicted by the Great Immortal Divine Yuan, the more emotions were released by all living beings now.

However, without a powerful force like Gu An stepping in, Xuanyuan Human Venerable needed time to annex all the Great Thousand Worlds of the Great Immortal Divine Yuan.

In the blink of an eye.

Three thousand years passed.

Gu An sat within a bamboo grove, boiling tea while gazing at the Three Thousand Great Worlds. After so many years of counterattacks, sixty percent of the great worlds had fallen under Xuanyuan Human Venerable, while the morale on the side of the Great Immortal Divine Yuan plummeted. More and more Immortal Gods abandoned their support for the Great Immortal Divine Yuan and switched to supporting Xuanyuan Human Venerable, including many new faces.

Even Immortal Gods have a human side. Seeing that Xuanyuan Human Venerable was likely to win, many Immortal Gods wanted to contribute to his success. To stabilize the situation, under the persuasion of Cixuan Old Immortal, Xuanyuan chose to accept these Immortal Gods’ help, even sharing benefits with them and allowing them to spread Daoism in the Human World.

What seemed like a battle between two Sons of Heaven was, for many Immortal Gods, a rare opportunity.

Each Immortal God possesses immortal authority; it’s not something that can easily be exercised by descending to the mortal world to preach, which is why the previous Immortal God did so by sending dreams, as his true self could not appear.

Gu An watched the actions of those Immortal Gods, as if watching a play, while contemplating his next breakthrough plan.

With such a long lifespan, he could completely improve himself in all aspects, but he felt his current Daoist techniques were already strong enough—adequate, for now, since he wasn’t experiencing any pressure from others in the same realm.

However, upon recalling the Celestial Emperor’s reincarnation encountered by Gu Xuan You, he changed his mind.

No!

He not only needed a higher cultivation level, but his combat power must also far surpass others in the same realm!

To be invincible does not mean having no rivals one-on-one, but rather being undefeated no matter how many enemies come.

Gu An even started hypothesizing the possibility of multiple Celestial Emperors existing in the Celestial Court, since the position of Celestial Emperor can be inherited. What if the ancient Celestial Emperor wasn’t dead?

Just as Gu An pondered, two figures walked out from the bamboo grove; they were An Zizai and Zhuang Xian.

Zhuang Xian had been training outside for three thousand years, and aside from his somewhat travel-worn appearance, his overall demeanor and vital energy showed little change.

The two arrived beside Gu An and bowed in greeting.

An Zizai spoke, “Ancestor, Zhuang Xian has returned from his training excursion. Is there anything you’d have him do?”

The reason for asking this was his hope that Gu An would take notice of Zhuang Xian and personally nurture this young man.

Gaining Gu An’s direct teachings would certainly enable him to surpass other disciples, just like An Zizai; among those of a younger generation, there were many with talent and comprehension beyond him, yet beneath the second-generation disciples, none could shake his standing in terms of power and status.

Zhuang Xian looked at Gu An without much excitement, appearing very composed.

Gu An raised his eyes to evaluate Zhuang Xian and asked, “During this excursion, were there any tasks beyond your power?”

Zhuang Xian replied, “Yes, many. My cultivation is too weak to help many people. Some Demon Sects need destroying; I will cultivate properly and venture out again in the future.”

He didn’t directly ask Gu An to intervene, which made An Zizai reassess him. In fact, over the years, An Zizai had constantly been observing him, aware of all his experiences.

Zhuang Xian had been furious and irrational, but once he returned to the Beginningless, he exhibited calmness.

He wouldn’t let others help enforce his will.

“Any regrets?”

“Yes, I was deceived into thinking she would truly reform, only for her to cause more deaths. Even after personally killing her, it didn’t change this fact. I swore never to show compassion again.”

“Did anything occur that shook your beliefs?”

“Yes, I met someone who upheld justice, helping Mortal Spirits everywhere indiscriminately, whether humans or untransformed beasts, he aided without seeking anything in return. He saved many Mortal Spirits, yet in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, he was a demon, notorious for refining Soul Banners from cultivators. I don’t know whether to label him as good or evil.”

As he spoke these words, Zhuang Xian’s expression turned complex.

Gu An smiled and said, “It seems you’ve gained a lot. Go on.”

Zhuang Xian immediately bowed and then turned to leave.

An Zizai hesitated for a moment, sometimes gazing at Zhuang Xian’s departing figure, sometimes looking at Gu An, as if wanting to speak but refraining.

“He’s good material. There’s no need to rush. When the time is right, I’ll teach him Daoist techniques. He himself feels it’s not suitable now.”

Gu An picked up the teapot and said softly.

Hearing this, An Zizai smiled, for Gu An’s words assured him that Zhuang Xian’s future success was promising.

He quickly thanked Gu An and then refrained from disturbing him further.

After An Zizai left, Gu An decided to make a breakthrough the next day.

He had already begun to envision the realm beyond the Mixed Element Profound Venerable Immortal.

Not until nightfall did Gu An finally rise and leave. Returning to his courtyard, as usual, he chatted casually with Shen Zhen about trivial matters.

On a different note.

Zhuang Xian meditated within his Cave Mansion, the oil lamp on the wall casting light upon the environment. This Cave Mansion was large, complete with a small lake and a medicine garden, exuding its own special aesthetic.

Suddenly, Zhuang Xian opened his eyes, exhaling turbid air. Lifting his right hand, he saw his palm was darkened, and his expression turned peculiar.

“Upon returning to the Beginningless, this power calms down. Could it be that it fears the Dao Intent within the Beginningless?”

Zhuang Xian murmured to himself, recalling that when facing his Ancestor, he could feel the mysterious power in his palm extremely nervous, shrinking almost to a point.

He had initially been distressed about how to overcome the temptation of this power. Now, it seemed, as long as he remained within the Beginningless, he need not worry about this power.