Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses Chapter 119

Chapter 119: Chapter 119: Sword Venerable's Prestige, Lu Lingjun's Guess

Gu An walked into Mystic Valley, scanning the disciples' cultivation along the way. He spotted Chu Jingfeng meditating under a tree with a wooden sword standing before him.

He suddenly became interested and turned around to walk over.

“Brother Chu, what are you doing?” Gu An asked curiously.

Chu Jingfeng opened his eyes and replied, “I'm contemplating my swordsmanship, trying to create a new sword technique.”

“Creating a sword technique? That's amazing. Why are you using a wooden sword? If you need a real sword, you can ask me!”

Gu An praised him and then took out a treasure sword from his storage bag.

Chu Jingfeng's storage bag had long been confiscated, and the spirit stones he earned doing odd jobs were kept in his house.

Facing the gift of the sword, Chu Jingfeng shook his head and said, “No need. I want to comprehend pure swordsmanship, deriving it from the heart rather than from the sword itself.”

It sounded quite profound.

Gu An put away the sword and said with a smile, “If you need anything, just come to me anytime.”

After speaking, he headed towards his attic.

Chu Jingfeng watched Gu An's back, sensing his joyful mood.

“Though he is weak, he is always cheerful.”

Chu Jingfeng watched Gu An's back silhouette silently, feeling a tinge of envy in his heart.

Born into a wealthy family, he ended up imprisoned due to the family's power struggle. If he had the choice, he would prefer starting as a servant disciple, to avoid heavy burdens.

Chu Jingfeng stopped thinking about it and resumed his sword enlightenment.

After cultivating Daoist Expansion Skill, his cultivation level couldn't increase. He was too lazy to practice other spells, deciding to focus solely on sword enlightenment.

Just like that Mad Swordsman Han Ming of Great Yu, who after attaining sword enlightenment, became unstoppable.

Elsewhere.

Back in his attic, Gu An sat at his desk and brought up his attribute panel.

His lifespan had skyrocketed by more than three hundred thousand years.

This meant that during the extermination of the Ephemera Tree, he had killed thousands of Ephemera Sect cultivators.

Gu An suddenly understood why there were so many demon cultivators. He tried hard to calm his emotions and maintain his original heart, not falling into the demon path.

It's still better to grow flowers and herbs. The lifespan provided by Mystic Heart Realm great cultivators is equivalent to that of Fifth-Tier medicinal herbs.

For him, the benefits of killing enemies were not much different from harvesting herbs and might even invite potential trouble.

Gu An took out the Green Hero Travelogue to shift his attention.

Soon, he immersed himself in the love and grudges between the Green Hero and his beloved.

Meanwhile.

In the Dustless Wasteland, many cultivators flew through the air. Some were arriving, others were escorting Ephemera Sect cultivators away.

On a cliff, Ji Hantian stood behind an elder in a white robe, respectfully recounting the earlier battle.

“That's how it happened, Elder. It was all thanks to Sword Venerable Fudao. Who exactly is he among the Supreme Elders? The Mystic Heart Realm great cultivator had no way to resist him.” Ji Hantian asked, trying hard to suppress his excitement.

The intervention of Sword Venerable Fudao had thrilled him greatly and made him proud.

Recalling the shocked expressions of other sect leaders, he felt immensely satisfied.

The elder standing before him, who had just returned, was Supreme Elder Xuan Quan.

Supreme Elder Xuan Quan remained silent, closing his eyes as well.

Ji Hantian did not disturb him, thinking that the Supreme Elder was contemplating who Sword Venerable Fudao might be.

Little did he know, Supreme Elder Xuan Quan was deeply shocked inside.

Which Supreme Elder in the Supreme Sect was this powerful!

However, he had heard stories of Sword Venerable Fudao upon his return, which at least suggested the other party's heart was aligned with the Supreme Sect, most likely being a member, though not a Supreme Elder.

He had encountered similar situations overseas, where extraordinary talents would emerge in those super sects, stepping forward during the sect's crisis. This was known as the sect's great fortune.

Could it be that the Supreme Sect also had such great fortune?

Supreme Elder Xuan Quan slowly opened his eyes and said, “Sword Venerable Fudao hides his identity because he doesn't want to be disturbed. The more this is the case, the less we should probe into his identity. We should even find ways to protect his information. But his achievements must be widely publicized to strengthen his sense of belonging to the Supreme Sect. Otherwise, over time, he may leave, feeling that the Supreme Sect has no benefits for him and only drags him down.”

“Elder, I think the same. I've already sent a message to the Sect Leader, asking him to publicize this matter,” Ji Hantian said with a smile.

The Supreme Sect had survived another catastrophe. According to ancient laws, it would rise triumphantly after a disaster!

“Go about your business. I'll check the entrance to Nine Nether Road. Perhaps this path could become an opportunity for the Supreme Sect.”

After saying this, Supreme Elder Xuan Quan vanished into thin air.

Ji Hantian turned around and left, preparing to discuss with other sects how to handle Nine Nether Road.

As the year's end approached, Gu An went to the Outer Gate City to find Wu Jue, bringing wine and roasted chicken.

Seeing him, Wu Jue was delighted, pulling him inside.

After closing the door, Wu Jue excitedly said, “Brother Gu, why are you here?”

This was the first time anyone had voluntarily visited him, how could he not be happy?

“Just to see you, fearing you might be bored.” Gu An replied with a smile, though he truly wanted to see if Wu Jue had had any further enlightenment.

Unfortunately, he had not.

Gu An wished to witness Wu Jue's continuous enlightenment, surpassing the Supreme Sect's geniuses.

For him, enlightenment was optional. After all, he could increase his lifespan through other means.

He considered enlightenment out of boredom and to see if he could find a way to help extend the lifespan of those around him.

So far, enlightenment seemed quite difficult, not achievable merely through deep experiences or rich emotions.

Wu Jue placed bowls and chopsticks on the table, while Gu An set down the wine and roasted chicken, observing the room and noting no changes.

Wu Jue's cultivation had risen from Foundation Establishment Realm Second Layer at the end of his enlightenment to Foundation Establishment Realm Fourth Layer. How long had it been?

His talent seemed higher than that limited by extreme longevity?

Judging by his living environment, it appeared Wu Jue had not sought another master.

“By the way, have you heard about Sword Venerable Fudao's deeds? He single-handedly defeated the Ephemera Sect, unbelievably. Thousands of fellow sects couldn't vanquish that demon, but he killed it in two moves. He's even more impressive than Gu Yu from the Supreme Immortal Venerable!”

While pouring wine for Gu An, Wu Jue said with a smile.

The Supreme Sect was already abuzz with Sword Venerable Fudao's legend, and not just Wu Jue, servant disciples from the Third Medicine Valley and Mystic Valley were discussing it.

Visiting Tianya Valley a few days ago, Luo Hun had also inquired about this.

“Of course I've heard, truly impressive. I wonder what he's like in person,” Gu An said with a laugh.

The two began discussing Sword Venerable Fudao, toasting back and forth, quickly finishing a jar of wine.

Wu Jue pulled out a secret book from his pocket, saying, “Brother Gu, this is a fist technique I exchanged for all my savings. Take a look and practice it when you get home.”

Gu An hurriedly refused, “How can I accept this? No, I can't take advantage of you!”

“What do you mean, 'take advantage'? You're my only friend, and learning some combat techniques is never a bad thing. I've come to realize that the Immortal Cultivation World is rarely peaceful for decades, with conflicts between righteous and demonic paths erupting frequently.” Wu Jue said earnestly.

Hearing this, Gu An had no choice but to accept. He began to read through the fist technique.

Sunset Fist!

After a quick look, Gu An memorized it all and returned the secret book to Wu Jue.

Wu Jue was stunned, asking, “So quickly? You don't like it?”

Gu An replied, “I'm not fond of fighting. This fist technique is too aggressive for me.”

Wu Jue smiled wryly, “When cultivators fight, it's a matter of life and death unless you stay in the Supreme Sect forever.”

“Haha, I really want to stay here forever.”

“Fine then.”

Not wanting to take advantage of him, Gu An took out a swordsmanship book, saying, “I have a sword technique here, would you like to see?”

“No need. Though I respect Sword Venerable Fudao, I don't like using swords. Or rather, I don't like using magic artifacts in battle. I only trust my fists and feet.” Wu Jue waved his hand, displaying his muscular arm.

Gu An chuckled and took out the Gale Shadowless Leg secret book, saying, “How about this one?”

Wu Jue glanced at it, instantly unable to look away.

“It sounds impressive, must be valuable?”

“No worries, take it. If you become important in the Supreme Sect one day, don't forget about me.” Gu An said.

Hearing this, Wu Jue hesitated no longer, eagerly taking the book and reading it intently.

Gu An picked up his wine bowl, gazing at the focused Wu Jue.

Who could imagine his demeanor a thousand years from now?

With the arrival of spring, the snow season extended, not ceasing even by the time of the Spring Festival.

The Third Medicine Valley became lively, with the attic area adorned with lanterns and festive decorations. The disciples were busy, their faces beaming with smiles.

Gu An sat at a long table in the courtyard, watching the bustling disciples with a smile.

Having many people was good; no need for him to toil.

Gu An glanced at Lu Lingjun, who was making paper cuts among the female disciples, looking virtuous and gentle, contrasting her Unification Realm Ninth Layer cultivation level.

Xiaochuan approached excitedly, “Senior Brother, they're building a statue of Sword Venerable Fudao next to the Heavenly Repair Platform. It's grand. You must see it next time you go.”

He had also started cultivating the Daoist Expansion Skill, though less enthusiastically than Chu Jingfeng or Lu Jiujia. He had accepted his aptitude and enjoyed life honestly. Gu An could only respect this, as forcing cultivation was not possible.

Besides, practicing the skill seriously only delayed aging, not prevented it.

“Is that so? I should indeed take a look,” Gu An raised his eyebrows and smiled.

The Supreme Sect's attitude pleased him, giving him due respect.

Xiaochuan continued narrating changes in the Outer Gate as Gu An sensed Lv Baitian flying over.

Soon, Lv Baitian landed.

Xiaochuan immediately got up and left, not daring to intrude.

“Let's talk inside,” Lv Baitian said, making his way into the attic.

Lu Lingjun glanced over, curious.

What was Gu An's true identity?

Why did this Unification Realm Ninth Layer great cultivator constantly seek him?

Could Gu An be hiding his cultivation, not as weak as he appeared?

These thoughts swirled in Lu Lingjun's mind, urging her to find an opportunity to talk with Xiaochuan.

Meanwhile.

Inside, Gu An shut the door, and Lv Baitian placed a restriction, then sat down, asking, “There's a great opportunity, do you want it?”

Chapter end

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