When I Achieved Sainthood, the Immortal Official Actually Called Me to Raise Horses!-Chapter 262: is the Sword Master Fudao!

Chapter 262 is the Sword Master Fudao!

As noon approached, Gu An arrived at Xuan Valley. It had been two days since the great rift of Broken Sea erupted with tidal waves—now, it was the third day.

Just as he was about to gather herbs, he suddenly sensed something. Letting out a soft sigh, he continued picking.

A powerful force was approaching from afar!

Initially, Gu An had no intention of concerning himself with the fate of the two distant continents. Before the waves could reach his own land, they would first have to traverse those continents, which were still quite far away.

However, a dangerous presence had now emerged within the waves, forcing him to change his strategy.

He couldn't wait until the force behind this catastrophe arrived near the mainland to act—that would leave too much room for unexpected developments.

The farther the calamity remained from Taixuan Sect, the greater his range of action.

He couldn’t afford to start a battle on land—there were too many lives to consider.

By now, the entire ocean had become aware of the existence of the Divine Wraiths. The great rift of Broken Sea was no natural disaster; its depths likely harbored a force seeking to overturn the mortal world. Whether or not Gu An took action, this was a calamity that all of the ocean would have to face together.

While continuing to harvest herbs, he pondered how best to intervene.

Just then, Lu Jiu Jia, the senior disciple of Xuan Valley, approached. Speaking softly, he asked,

"Senior Brother, I heard that a catastrophe is unfolding at sea, and it may affect our continent. Should Xuan Valley be taking any action?"

His words reflected the development of Taixuan Sect in recent years. The maritime disaster had only begun three days ago, yet news had already spread within the sect. In the past, even if such a catastrophe lasted a lifetime, disciples would remain oblivious as long as it didn’t make landfall.

"Naturally, we should focus on our duties—cultivating and supplying more high-quality herbs. That’s the greatest contribution we can make," Gu An replied indifferently.

Lu Jiu Jia nodded. In truth, he was merely testing his senior brother’s attitude. Given Gu An’s connections in the inner sect, he must have access to more information than most.

Since Gu An showed no concern, there was no reason for him to worry either. He could even reassure the other disciples in the valley.

After Lu Jiu Jia left, Gu An resumed picking herbs.

A stick of incense later.

Gu An arrived at a cliff on the eastern side of Xuan Valley, followed closely by the Blood Prison Great Saint.

"Master, what brings you here?" Blood Prison Great Saint asked curiously as he noticed Gu An idly playing with a leaf.

Standing at the cliff’s edge, Gu An gazed toward the horizon and said,

"To put an end to the catastrophe at sea."

Hearing this, Blood Prison Great Saint's eyes widened. He took a step forward and pressed,

"But the disaster… wasn’t it still far away?"

Gu An pinched the leaf in his left hand and pressed his right palm against the great saint’s bull head. In an instant, Blood Prison Great Saint’s expression changed dramatically. His eyes widened, and within his pupils, the terrifying waves of the heavens were reflected.

He saw what Gu An’s divine sense had captured.

Before the monstrous tidal waves, countless grand cultivators were besieging a terrifying, thousand-zhang-tall figure.

It was a humanoid abomination, wearing only trousers, its upper body bare. Its skin was dark and covered in blood-red scars, as if its flesh could tear apart at any moment. With disheveled hair and a ferocious face resembling that of a wrathful ghost, its mouth was filled with sharp fangs. In its grip was a bone blade, and its stance exuded dominance and defiance.

Despite the onslaught of spells and divine abilities cast by thousands of cultivators, none could shake its form.

Its deafening roar drowned out even the rolling thunder in the sky, turning the heavens and the sea into a living hell.

The sight of this thousand-zhang figure filled Blood Prison Great Saint with dread.

Its overwhelming presence was enough to terrify him.

The spells and divine abilities cast by the cultivators were unimaginably vast, reminiscent of celestial might, capable of overturning the ocean and illuminating the world like the sun and moon.

But the stronger the cultivators' display, the more monstrous the thousand-zhang figure seemed.

Gu An lifted his right hand, and Blood Prison Great Saint's vision returned to normal. Instinctively, he turned to Gu An, about to ask if he could look again. But before he could speak, he saw Gu An raise his left hand and casually wave toward the horizon.

The leaf in his hand shot out like a flying sword, gleaming with a cold light, vanishing beyond the limits of heaven and earth in the blink of an eye.

Gu An turned and walked away.

Blood Prison Great Saint was momentarily stunned before hurriedly following.

"Master… is that all?"

"What else?"

"You just threw… a leaf?"

"You make such a fuss over nothing."

"But… this… Master, just what realm have you reached?"

Blood Prison Great Saint never doubted Gu An’s ability—he was simply in shock.

To slay a terror that so many cultivators failed to harm, from such an unfathomable distance, with just a single leaf…

What kind of cultivation did one need to achieve such a feat?

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Gu An did not answer his question, leaving Blood Prison Great Saint to spiral into endless speculation.

Meanwhile.

Over the distant ocean, the sky had turned dark, filled with thunder and lightning. Torrential rain poured down, and fierce winds raged in all directions.

Chi Jiuxiao gripped his Dragon-Slaying Spear, his entire body shrouded in flames. The rain evaporated into steam as soon as it neared him. Clenching his teeth, he stared at the monstrous figure ahead, his heart gripped by a mix of fear and rage.

"Just what is this thing…?" he thought bitterly.

The grand cultivators battling ahead exuded an aura far beyond his reach. Among them, twelve bore a resemblance to the Sword Sovereign of the Righteous Path.

Yet, even with so many grand cultivators gathered, they couldn’t so much as scratch the thousand-zhang figure.

How could he not be afraid?

Some cultivators had already fled in terror, and he was hesitating—should he retreat as well?

If the grand cultivators ahead turned and fled, they would be faster than him. The slowest would be the first to die.

Yet, what if they chose to fight to the end? If he fled now, how would he ever stand in the cultivation world again?

At that moment, Chi Jiuxiao suddenly heard a piercing sound of something cutting through the air. He didn’t even have time to react before his vision was engulfed in light.

Time seemed to freeze. The world stood still.

The cultivators casting spells remained motionless. The thousand-zhang figure, mid-roar, was locked in its grotesque stance.

Raindrops hovered in the air, each refracting sword light.

The surging waves momentarily resembled blooming white flowers, eerie yet beautiful.

A streak of sword light flashed through this frozen world, slicing past the cultivators, cutting across the Celestial Ascension Realm masters, charging straight toward the thousand-zhang figure.

In its crimson eyes, the reflection of the sword light appeared.

BOOM—

The figure’s head exploded in an instant.

Behind it, the towering tidal wave was torn apart, creating a massive gap, stunning all who witnessed it.

Sunlight poured down—the storm clouds above had also been split in two!

Looking carefully, the sea of thunderclouds ahead had been completely divided, extending into the horizon beyond sight.

Everything happened too fast. Not only Chi Jiuxiao, but even the Celestial Ascension Realm masters were caught off guard, still frozen in their spellcasting stances.

Before their eyes, the thousand-zhang figure crumbled into ashes, dispersing with the wind.

One of the Celestial Ascension Realm masters reached out and caught a leaf in his hand. His expression turned complicated.

The others turned their gazes toward him, sensing the residual sword intent on the leaf.

Before anyone could speak, the leaf suddenly disintegrated, as if it had never existed.

Back at the Third Medicine Valley, Gu An wandered about, with Blood Prison Great Saint trailing behind, his mind still reeling.

Strangely enough, there had been no lifespan to claim.

Could it be that the Divine Wraith had no lifespan to take?

Did its so-called immortality mean it never had a lifespan to begin with?

Though Gu An felt a bit disappointed, at least he had stopped the disaster.

But he had a feeling… this was only the beginning. What else lurked in the depths of Broken Sea?

Just then, You Yingying suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Gu An, I'm planning to return to the Starsea Sect," she declared.

Gu An asked, "Why?"

"A great catastrophe is coming, and it’ll definitely be safer at the Starsea Sect. I find you quite pleasing to the eye—why don’t you come with me? But I can’t take anyone else," You Yingying said, eyes wide as she stared at him.

Gu An shook his head. "I’ll pass. My cultivation is too low to survive in the Starsea Sect. If Taixuan Sect is doomed to fall tomorrow, I’d rather disappear along with it."

Not far away, Blood Prison Great Saint couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

Master is deceiving another fool!

You Yingying opened her mouth, hesitated, then simply patted Gu An’s shoulder before turning away to pack her things.

Gu An had no intention of stopping her. The sooner she left for the Starsea Sect, the better—it would keep her out of trouble.

There was something strange about You Yingying. Some kind of karmic force was suppressing both her potential and lifespan, but Gu An couldn’t yet see through it. He didn’t want to get too involved with her.

If their bond deepened, he might feel compelled to help her, and that would be a hassle.