Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses-Chapter 825 - 817 Great Calamity

Chapter 825 -817 Great Calamity

“Since you have already shed the identity of the Son of Heaven, why are you coming back now?”

Zhang Buku remained silent for a moment before speaking, looking at Xu You.

The two had fought side by side for tens of millions of years and were like brothers, so he would not change their relationship because of Xu You’s different identity.

In fact, over the years, he often speculated about Xu You’s identity and was already mentally prepared.

Xu You, in an annoying tone, said, “Isn’t it because I met you? I originally wanted to lead a carefree life, but since knowing you, it’s been nothing but trouble.”

Zhang Buku smiled upon hearing this and said, “Then you can leave now, I won’t stop you.”

“Forget it, with your disposition, you’d have died eight million times without me.”

“Have I never saved you? Just to mention one thing, before joining the Celestial Army, when you tried to seize the Heaven and Earth Ultimate Treasure, you were ready to perish with your opponent, and it was only with my Secret Technique that we broke through the siege.”

“This is a separate matter.”

The two began to bicker, with Xu You’s mood lifting, returning to his usual carefree state.

The two bickered all the way as they moved forward.

Ahead, a radiant aurora appeared, and at the end of the aurora was a colossal palace. On the palace eaves crouched a majestic great blue bird, its majestic beauty causing space to seem distorted with its fluttering feathers.

Zhang Buku’s gaze fell on the plaque of that palace.

“Nine Heavens Immortal Palace…”

Upon hearing Zhang Buku’s whisper, Xu You explained, “Residing in the Nine Heavens Immortal Palace is a Heaven-Opening Daluo Immortal known as the Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor. She is considered my junior sister, and we have a good relationship. Let’s go to her palace to cultivate for some time to enhance your physical body.”

Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor!

Zhang Buku recalled hearing within the Celestial Army that anyone who could claim the title of Immortal Emperor in the Celestial Court held a high status, at least not comparable to a Celestial God.

He began to look forward to the upcoming years of cultivation.

After experiencing the battle for the title of Son of Heaven, Zhang Buku’s ambitions grew. He wanted to become an Immortal God more powerful than the Son of Heaven; he wanted to become a player rather than a pawn.

The two hastened their pace, flying towards the Nine Heavens Immortal Palace.

…

The passage of time was swift, a hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.

For mortals, a hundred years is long, but for cultivators after Nirvana, a century is not much different from a month.

On this day, Gu An was instructing An Zizai on the cultivation of the fourth strike of the Myriad Supreme Palm. The two were standing on a cliff, amidst beautiful scenery, yet every strike An Zizai delivered could not damage the surroundings.

Because they were within a barrier created by Gu An, allowing An Zizai to freely practice the Myriad Supreme Palm.

Despite An Zizai being busy managing Wushi, his cultivation had not lagged. He was now at the cultivation level of a Heaven-Encompassing Free Immortal, and with the Myriad Supreme Palm, even some second-generation disciples were no match for him.

Gu An, seeing An Zizai gradually enter the perfect state, turned his head to look at the horizon.

“It has begun.”

Gu An thought silently, referring to a war unseen by mortal spirits.

The Dark Heavenly Court was about to attack the Celestial Court, with Emperor Bone Profound Venerable as the vanguard. They had already opened a space-time passage, and the Heaven-Suppressing Endless Tower would appear before the Celestial Gate. This war would last many years, with Emperor Bone Profound Venerable merely testing the current strength of the Celestial Court. Unfortunately, by the end of the battle, he could not force out the Celestial Emperor, but it did make a Heavenly Dao Venerable, who had been in seclusion for countless years, renowned in the Celestial Court.

Even within the Celestial Court, the title of Heavenly Dao Venerable was rarely mentioned, partly due to taboo, and partly due to the distance from most Immortal Gods. frёewebηovel.cѳm

For Gu An, this was a mere amusement, something to watch at leisure.

An Zizai continuously practiced, each palm strike straightforward, the technique relying on harnessing energy.

While cultivating, he asked, “Ancestor, many disciples want to Ascend to Immortality lately. Didn’t you once help Uncle Yang Jian to Ascend? Do you still have any Immortal Fate on hand? Do you support the disciples in Ascending?”

Gu An never had many requirements for his disciples. Outside of cultivation, disciples would contemplate their future, even if they left Wushi. Gu An wouldn’t stop them; not everyone would stay at Wushi forever. They might leave through the Ten Thousand Realms Gate or go to the Human World to establish their own sects.

“You are responsible for observing and selecting a disciple who wants to Ascend to Immortality and is eligible.”

Gu An casually replied, yet his words excited An Zizai.

Indeed, Xuanyuan Human Venerable had granted Ancestor a quota for Ascension!

He didn’t want to Ascend, but the fact that Wushi had an opportunity for Ascension was a glory.

In his early years, he had also ventured out, witnessed Ancestor in action, and long decided to follow Ancestor in cultivation to the end.

Moreover, he was not deprived of freedom. If bored, he could visit the Human World for leisure. He had found Ancestor’s approach to life rewarding and genuinely enjoyable.

To have a powerful cultivation without deliberately flaunting it, to sit back and watch the tides rise and fall, was another form of enjoyment.

Listening to An Zizai’s thoughts, Gu An’s lips slightly curled upward.

An Zizai, like An Xin, had thoroughly become a true cultivator like him, which was great. Though Wushi had many disciples, those who genuinely walked alongside Gu An were few.

The two chatted sporadically, An Zizai thoroughly enjoying his current state, as Gu An was whom he admired most. Whether cultivating or conversing with Ancestor, he liked both, and having them together was a rare occasion in thousands of years.

An Zizai brought up the future of Wushi, with disciples increasing yearly. Despite limiting the number of students, with each generation passing training to the next, it would inevitably become a colossal entity, and he feared managing Wushi poorly in the future.

“Have you heard the story between me and the Supreme Sect?”

Gu An suddenly asked, and An Zizai immediately grasped the deeper meaning.

He could abandon the Supreme Sect or Wushi!

An Zizai immediately grew anxious and quickly said, “Ancestor, wherever you go, you must take me and my master. We have no desires or ambitions, only wishing to seek the Dao with you.”

“Don’t worry, I will take you. I merely want to reduce your pressure. You’ve done excellently, even surpassing your master back then.”

Gu An glanced at him, smiling, relieving An Zizai’s burden.

Looking at his expression, Gu An suddenly thought of An Hao.

An Zizai was quite like An Hao, who did not wish to soar away.

He glimpsed into An Zizai’s future, very long, so much so that there was no end in sight. This meant An Zizai’s heart wouldn’t change, and he would truly follow Gu An forever.

As long as he remained by Gu An’s side, Gu An could naturally ensure he would always live on, and his Dao Practice wouldn’t meet limits.

Gu An looked at An Zizai with an increasingly gentle gaze. This kid was worthy of his favor.

“Alright, don’t overthink; focus on practicing the Myriad Supreme Palm. If one day a Wushi disciple misbehaves, you’ll need to clean up the mess. Don’t be surpassed by the younger generation.” Gu An urged.

An Zizai chuckled, saying, “How could the younger generation possibly surpass me?”

“Don’t be so sure, someday a Great Calamity will arise in Wushi.”

Gu An’s words wiped the smile off An Zizai’s face, furrowing his brows as numerous faces flashed through his mind.