Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses Chapter 166

Chapter 166: Chapter 166: The Appearance of the Green Hero, Nine Masters under Heaven

Looking at the shape-shifting demon in front of him, with a stubborn expression, Gu An's memories were stirred.

He recalled scenes of his time with his eldest senior brother, Zhang Chunqiu. In his memory, Zhang Chunqiu aged from youth to old age, representing the life of Zhang Chunqiu.

This shape-shifting demon was Zhang Chunqiu's son, Zhang Buku.

When they first met, Zhang Buku was just a boy, but now he had grown up.

Seeing Zhang Buku in such a miserable state now, his eldest senior brother would surely feel heartbroken, wouldn't he?

Gu An thought so, and his thoughts began to drift.

Zhang Buku's injuries were not inflicted by him. Before he intervened, Zhang Buku was being bullied by demons. When he killed the demons earlier, Zhang Buku pounced on him, but he kicked him to the ground. Zhang Buku could barely stand up until all the demons were dead.

According to the words of those commoners, Zhang Buku had indeed not committed any evil deeds.

But why did this kid have an attitude of seeking death?

Gu An raised the Qinghong Sword in his hand, pointing at him, and asked, “Do you really want to die?”

Zhang Buku did not hesitate, his face twisted in rage, and he lunged directly at Gu An.

Gu An held the sword in a reverse grip, pressing the hilt against Zhang Buku's chest. His upper body leaned back, making Zhang Buku unable to reach him.

Before Zhang Buku could change his move, Gu An took off his mask and placed it on Zhang Buku's face.

Zhang Buku instinctively retreated, then took off the mask, glaring furiously at Gu An. As he was about to throw the mask at Gu An, his eyes widened and he looked astonished.

“Gu… Martial Uncle?”

Zhang Buku cautiously asked.

Gu An wasn't afraid of revealing his identity, because although the strength he displayed when slaying demons was strong, it was far from his true cultivation level.

And only this way would Zhang Buku stop his attack.

Gu An asked with a smile, “Do you still remember me?”

Zhang Buku wiped the blood off his face, excitedly replying, “Of course I remember. You even gave me a Spirit Energy Elixir, how could I forget?”

Gu An sheathed his sword, then took out some healing medicine and handed it to him, instructing him to heal first.

Zhang Buku did not refuse. He took the elixir and sat down to meditate, healing his injuries while watching Gu An collect demon treasures.

An hour later, the two of them came to a small river. Zhang Buku squatted down, beginning to wash his face, and clean his wounds in the process.

After he finished cleaning, he turned to look at Gu An, who had put the mask back on, and asked, “Martial Uncle Gu, why are you dressed like this?”

He was no longer the ignorant boy of the past. After wandering the immortal cultivation world for so long, he was well aware of the Supreme Sect's status.

Within the Taicang Dynasty, wherever the disciples of the Supreme Sect went, they were always honored.

Gu An replied, “In an era of chaos caused by demons, although I have the heart to save the suffering, I also fear trouble. That's why I wear a mask, not wanting to be recognized.”

Zhang Buku suddenly understood. He remembered his father's evaluation of Martial Uncle Gu.

Cowardly, cautious, yet possessing a warm heart.

“Be sure not to tell anyone about what I did,” Gu An added.

Zhang Buku chuckled, “Don't worry, I'm very tight-lipped. Besides, Martial Uncle Gu just saved my life, how could I ever harm you?”

Gu An patted his head and asked, “Why were you mingling with those demons?”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Buku's smile instantly froze, and he lowered his head.

The night wind was hot, and Gu An looked at Zhang Buku's back, sighing in his heart.

There was no need to ask; Gu An could guess his predicament.

The union of human and demon, born in a human environment, but as he grew up, his demon energy increased. Humans would not tolerate him, and his views had been shaped by Zhang Chunqiu. How could he integrate into the demon clan?

Gu An had previously heard those demons mocking him for his impure blood, which showed that the demon clan did not accept him either.

“I recently acquired a cultivation technique, said to be from the Thousand-Autumn Pavilion. As I am from a Righteous Path Sect, I cannot cultivate it, so I might as well pass it on to you.” Gu An suddenly said, then took out a secret book from his storage bag.

It was titled “Demon Shadow Divine Skill!”

In reality, it was the cultivation technique for the Nine Extremes Yin Yang Body!

Upon hearing this, Zhang Buku could not help but raise his head to look. Staring at Gu An's outstretched hand, he felt a bit dazed.

At sixty-six years old, only this Martial Uncle Gu had cared for him without expecting anything in return.

He stood up, hesitating.

Gu An directly stuffed the secret book into his arms, saying, “Take it, and remember, do not tell anyone that I gave it to you.”

Zhang Buku took a deep breath. He raised his eyes to look at Gu An and asked, “Martial Uncle Gu, do you think I am human or demon? Why can't either humans or demons accept me?”

Gu An asked in surprise, “Who said neither can accept you? I accept you. Does it matter whether you are human or demon? Buku, the suffering you are enduring now may be due to a troubled world. Think of those people trapped in the valleys, how many can control their own fate? You can cultivate, which already surpasses ninety percent of living beings.”

Zhang Buku fell into a trance, thinking about those who were suffering.

“What matters is not the identity you were born with, but the existence you want to become in this life,” Gu An said earnestly.

Zhang Buku took a deep breath and said, “Thank you, Martial Uncle Gu, for your guidance.”

Gu An feared that Zhang Buku might seek death, so he continued, “When your father was young, he always said how wonderful it would be if his Spirit Root Qualification weren't poor. He also wanted to explore the world, to travel across Great Jiang North and South, to reach the highest point and ask the heavens if there really were immortals. What you possess now is something your father could not touch in his entire life. Cultivate well, and immortal cultivation will guide you to find the meaning of life.”

Zhang Buku's maximum lifespan was two thousand three hundred years. Even with half demon blood, it proved that his qualification was not poor.

After saying this, Gu An patted Zhang Buku's shoulder and then left behind a storage bag before leaving.

Zhang Buku hurriedly asked, “Martial Uncle Gu, where are you going?”

“To save those who, like you, are suffering.”

Gu An waved his hand without looking back.

Zhang Buku watched his back, his eyes full of admiration.

He understood the background of Martial Uncle Gu, who had no parents, born as a house servant, while he at least had his father accompany him to adulthood.

Martial Uncle Gu was so carefree, so why should he lament and blame himself?

When he noticed the storage bag on the ground, Zhang Buku couldn't help but pick it up. Just as he was about to call out to Martial Uncle Gu, he could no longer see his figure.

He probed the storage bag with his Divine Sense, and immediately a complicated expression appeared on his face.

Inside were all the demon treasures left behind by the earlier demons.

He held the storage bag tightly, lowered his head, and tears streamed down his cheeks. As he cried, his mouth began to smile.

“I will cultivate well, Martial Uncle Gu, one day I will repay you and make you proud.”

A year passed by quickly.

During this year, Great Cultivators gradually returned from overseas, and each Great Cultivator's life deeds were promoted by his sect, spreading throughout the world, inspiring all cultivators with boundless enthusiasm.

The great calamity of demons was terrifying, but just like Pan An's book “Shattering Void,” the human race, with their perseverance, would surely endure all calamities!

Over the past year, Gu An had led a fulfilling life. In the time not spent picking medicinal herbs, he went down the mountain to save the suffering. If he encountered bullied demons, he would also help them.

Gradually, a legend arose among the people about a swordsman, who is now called the Green Hero. Later, somehow, this legend evolved into simply calling him Green Hero.

In the Mystic Valley, in front of the pavilion, Gu An was sparring in swordsmanship with Chu Jingfeng.

Ye Lan watched from the side.

Eventually, Gu An barely defeated Chu Jingfeng. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, lamenting, “Without using Spiritual Power, it is truly difficult to win against Brother Chu relying solely on swordsmanship.”

Chu Jingfeng panted heavily and smiled, “Your swordsmanship is excellent. I don't mind losing.”

Though he lost, he wasn't discouraged because Gu An's victory wasn't easy.

Afterward, he took his leave, not wanting to disturb Gu An and Ye Lan.

Gu An took Ye Lan upstairs.

Once inside, Gu An went to wash his face first. Ye Lan closed the door, walked to the desk, and began to speak, “Recently, more and more demons are appearing at the borders of the five dynasties. There's even a Great Demon in the Mystic Heart Realm. It seems that the death of the Six-Headed Sea Dragon did not deter the Demon Land.”

Over the year, the Chentang Dynasty had merged into the Great Jiang Dynasty, and the world was short of another dynasty.

“I have received information that there are seventy-two Great Demon Kings in the Demon Land, and the Six-Headed Sea Dragon was just one of them. When the true great calamity of demons arrives, I don't know how the human race will resist. I think relying solely on the nine great cultivators in the world is far from enough,” Ye Lan said, full of worry.

The title of “Nine Great Cultivators” was a name proclaimed by the Supreme Sect, including the Daoist Lord of Cangtian Sect, the Taoist of Immortality of Three Pure Ones Mountain, and the Sword Venerable Fudao of the Supreme Sect.

With the title “Nine Great Cultivators” spreading, the immortal cultivation world's morale was greatly boosted, and the Supreme Sect was frequently mentioned as a result.

Lv Baitian had thoroughly studied the techniques Gu An had taught him.

Gu An turned and smiled, “The strength of the immortal cultivation world is at least continuously improving, which is a good thing. As long as there is hope, it is fine.”

Ye Lan added, “It is said that above the seventy-two Great Demon Kings, there are even more terrifying existences. It is unknown what the demons in the Demon Land are planning.”

“Don't think about those things. You and I cannot change the grand trend of the world. All we can do is go with the flow and survive.” Gu An comforted her.

Ye Lan nodded, saying, “If the Great Jiang does fall, brother, let's go south and head to the sea. I've been making preparations. Although the ocean is dangerous, at least it's a way out. If we can find a small island to live on in the future, even if it's only for ten or twenty years, it wouldn't be a wasted life.”

Gu An smiled and asked, “What kind of life would that be? Just the two of us? Wouldn't that be boring?”

“How could it be boring? We would work at sunrise and rest at sunset. I have many ways to amuse you,” Ye Lan raised her eyebrows at Gu An as she spoke, her gaze truly making Gu An's imagination run wild.

Gu An gave a mock cough and said, “If it really comes to that, then it can only be so.”

After hearing this, Ye Lan became excited and started talking about the resources she had been preparing.

Watching her smile, Gu An thought to himself, “You can rest assured, sister; I will not let you wander aimlessly!”

Gu An's lifespan had already exceeded nine million three hundred thousand years, getting closer to the ten million mark!

This year, if he made an effort, there's a chance he could accumulate a lifespan of ten million years by the end of the year.

For his sister, he had to test the edge of the great calamity of demons!

Chapter end

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