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

Ji Qiankun felt uneasy under Ji Xiaoyu's gaze. Ever since a certain point, he began to feel like he couldn't see through his own daughter. Despite his higher cultivation level, he always felt that his daughter was dangerous. He even suspected that she had been possessed, but after examining her, there were no signs of possession.

Ji Xiaoyu slowly spoke: "Father, do you know the origin of the Primordial Daoist Talisman?"

Ji Qiankun frowned and said: "The Primordial Daoist Talisman is a legacy left by ancient immortals. They choose their master through reincarnation. Those who possess the Primordial Daoist Talisman have extraordinary talent. With every major breakthrough, they will receive a legacy."

"Xiaoyu, it was I who introduced you to the Primordial Daoist Talisman back then. I naturally understand its importance. However, the Primordial Daoist Talisman is not unique in this world. The development of the Ji Family has already hit a bottleneck. We need a force like the Seven Stars Spirit Realm to open a path overseas. Sacrificing for the family, the family will not treat you unfairly."

Ji Xiaoyu stood up and looked at Ji Qiankun from within the pavilion.

The moonlit night was like water, and the cold wind was bleak.

Ji Qiankun felt irritated by Ji Xiaoyu's gaze. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Ji Xiaoyu say:

"The Primordial Daoist Talisman in my body gave me a Heavenly Eye. Do you know what my Heavenly Eye sees?"

Looking at Ji Xiaoyu's extremely cold face, Ji Qiankun felt inexplicably uneasy. He pressed on: "What did you see?"

Ji Xiaoyu stepped forward, circled around the stone table, and walked outside the pavilion. As she moved closer to Ji Qiankun, her momentum surged with each step. Her expression was as cold as an immortal in the skies, and her eyes were fixed on Ji Qiankun.

"I saw the Seven Stars Spirit Realm shatter, with countless corpses lying around, blood flowing like a river."

"I saw the Ji Family reaching its end, with the Qilin wailing in sorrow."

"I saw you, Father, your head separated from your body, dying with unfulfilled wishes."

Ji Xiaoyu's voice was not loud, nor did her tone drop, but every word shook Ji Qiankun to his core.

The Primordial Daoist Talisman, a result of ancient immortals' cultivation, contained an unknown power.

The Ji Family was also unaware of the power held by Ji Xiaoyu's Primordial Daoist Talisman.

Ji Xiaoyu stopped on the steps and looked at Ji Qiankun: "If the Ji Family only wanted me to offer the Primordial Daoist Talisman, I might not refuse. But you all want me dead. How do you expect me to agree?"

Ji Qiankun remained silent. He wanted to say something, but looking into Ji Xiaoyu's eyes, he felt that any words would be futile.

"No matter how you ramble, this matter is settled. You do not have much time left!"

Ji Qiankun left, flicking his sleeves.

Watching his back, Ji Xiaoyu did not get angry; instead, a look of disdain appeared on her face.

...

Dawn.

Yan Qitian opened his eyes and found himself still in the woods. The figure of Sword Venerable Fudao was nowhere to be seen.

He recalled the inherited memories in his mind, his expression complex.

"Breaking Path Divine Light..."

He hadn't expected Sword Venerable Fudao to bestow an inheritance of divine skills upon him. Although he had previously stated he needed no reward, for Sword Venerable Fudao to do this demonstrated a conduct that he greatly respected.

At the same time, he understood that if he publicized this matter, Sword Venerable Fudao would not let him off lightly.

Sword Venerable Fudao was a cultivator who clearly distinguished between gratitude and grievances, always keeping his promises.

He sensed that the Breaking Path Divine Light was highly unusual; it was undoubtedly a rare and great opportunity!

After much contemplation, he decided to visit the Supreme Sect.

After all, Sword Venerable Fudao was in seclusion within the Supreme Sect. Building a good relationship with the Supreme Sect was also a way to show his respect to Sword Venerable Fudao.

Moreover, he felt this might be an opportunity for him.

Perhaps, with the help of the Supreme Sect, his path of immortal cultivation could proceed more smoothly.

With that thought, he flew toward the Supreme Sect.

On the other side, in the Third Medicine Valley, Gu An was leading the disciples in exercises. The sight of over nine hundred disciples practicing together was quite impressive; even Yang Jian was practicing earnestly.

The autumn air was crisp, and the spiritual energy was abundant.

Gu An was in a great mood, a smile beaming on his face. Seeing his sunny disposition, the disciples' spirits also lifted.

After the exercises, Gu An didn't leave but instead dragged Xiaochuan to play chess. The other disciples wanted to watch, but he refused.

Once seated, Xiaochuan eagerly said: "Senior brother, I won't go easy on you. Recently, I've had seventeen consecutive wins in chess."

He arranged the black and white pieces on the board and made the first move.

Gu An followed with a move of his own and asked with a smile: "How is your practice going recently? Have you been taking the elixirs I gave you on time?"

Xiaochuan was only three years younger than him and was nearing his lifespan limit. Gu An planned to help him release his cultivation level in the next two years.

Xiaochuan, unlike Li Ya or Zhen Qin, who ventured into the immortal cultivation world, had little ambition and only helped Gu An manage medicinal herbs. Yet in Gu An's heart, he held considerable significance.

In this lifetime, the one who had accompanied him the longest was Xiaochuan. Their relationship had long since become like family.

Xiaochuan casually replied: "It's alright; I've been taking all the elixirs."

His focus was on winning the chess game to impress his senior brother.

Each time he moved, Gu An would make his move quickly, initially not paying much attention. But as time went on, Gu An's speed in playing brought him immense pressure.

What made it worse was that Gu An kept expressing concern for him, forcing him to respond, which left him increasingly agitated and frustrated.

Of course, Gu An noticed Xiaochuan's frustration; it was intentional on his part.

Watching Xiaochuan become frazzled, Gu An found it highly amusing.

Suddenly, Gu An asked: "Xiaochuan, would you like to leave the mountain to marry and have children?"

Startled by this, Xiaochuan immediately looked up in panic: "Senior brother, do you want to get rid of me?"

Gu An rolled his eyes at him and said: "Experiencing various pleasures in life is a must. I'm just suggesting you marry and have children. If you want to come back later, you're welcome anytime. Of course, if you don't like women, that's fine too."

Xiaochuan was already 138 years old and had never experienced romantic relationships before. As his senior brother, Gu An felt it was his duty to help him.

Although Gu An himself had not experienced romantic relationships in this lifetime, he had tasted it in his previous one, so it wasn't intriguing for him. But for Xiaochuan, it was different.

Xiaochuan didn't even read Green Hero Travelogue, so Gu An was somewhat worried about him.

Xiaochuan's face turned crimson: "Isn't this inappropriate?"

"What's inappropriate about it? When the time comes, I'll give you money. You can buy a house deed when you leave the mountain, and matchmakers will naturally come knocking. Experiencing a couple of decades in a normal life might not be a bad thing," Gu An said softly, placing another chess piece. This move made Xiaochuan's face turn green.

Shameless!

Playing chess was just playing chess. What was with these underhanded tactics?

Xiaochuan's thoughts were disrupted, but he was moved by Gu An's words.

In fact, Gu An had a deeper consideration for suggesting he leave the mountain, which was to see if experiencing worldly life could lead Xiaochuan to Path Enlightenment.

Path Enlightenment was very mysterious. Even a Carefree Primordial Immortal couldn't force someone to achieve it at will.

The reason Path Enlightenment could alter one's lifespan was because it gained the essence of heaven and earth. Human life was inherently determined by heavenly destiny.

Thus, with Gu An's relentless persuasion, Xiaochuan was defeated utterly in chess, ending in frustration.

Gu An stood up and said with a smile: "Think it over carefully. Whenever you make up your mind, come to me. Don't worry; we will always be brothers. As long as I'm here, I'll protect you for life."

Hearing these words, Xiaochuan's spirits lifted. He turned to look, and Gu An had already walked away.

For some reason, he felt that his senior brother's arrangement was like preparing for his own impending end.

It seemed his senior brother still cared about him a lot.

A smile appeared on Xiaochuan's face.

Gu An also smiled, secretly thinking: "This little one still wants to beat me? Come back after practicing for another eight hundred years."

That day, Yan Qitian visited the Supreme Sect, causing a stir among its top leaders. Lv Baitian personally received him, and they had extensive discussions.

Three days later, Yan Qitian left. The Supreme Sect announced that Yan Qitian, second on the Heavenly Rankings, had become a guest elder of the Supreme Sect. This news excited everyone in the Supreme Sect.

It's said that Yan Qitian left behind many cultivation techniques and spells, promising that should the Supreme Sect face difficulties, they could summon him with a magic artifact. To show their gratitude, the Supreme Sect began to publicize Yan Qitian's deeds, aiming to make him the top cultivator of the Supreme Sect.

Yan Qitian's involvement shook the immortal cultivation world, putting pressure on various sects and congregations to engage in diplomacy with the Supreme Sect. However, the Cangtian Sect remained silent, with low morale.

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Mystic Valley.

Gu An stood by the window, appreciating the snowy view.

His divine sense enveloped the continent.

Dealing with the Seven Stars Spirit Realm couldn't be done forcefully, mainly because the realm was too vast. With five other caves overseas, he wanted to capture them all, but it was challenging. It was easy to alert other overseas factions or great cultivators.

So he planned to first eliminate the Six Stars Cave and Seven Stars Cave on the continent.

Gu An could detect their minor heaven and earth, waiting for a disturbance in the Seven Stars Spirit Realm before making his move.

Since the appearance of Divine Exotic City, many oceanic cultivators had been traveling on the continent, including the Star Sea congregations, frequently clashing with the Seven Stars Spirit Realm.

Gu An intended to strike the Seven Stars Spirit Realm during a major upheaval caused by the Star Sea congregations, eradicating their key cultivators, ending the realm's presence on the continent.

By then, the Star Sea congregations would likely advance north, pressuring the Seven Stars Spirit Realm to focus away from the continent.

Today, Gu An suddenly sensed a peculiar power brewing in the Seven Stars Spirit Realm, piquing his curiosity.

He saw the essence of that power, further heightening his anticipation for the upcoming developments.

"Indeed, this world is full of hidden talents, so many secret forces,"

Gu An thought to himself as he turned and sat back at his desk, picking up the Supreme Secret Records.

Reading many books eventually reveals what is classic.

Classics are those that never grow tiresome.

He turned page after page, like witnessing the rings of a tree.

Three years quickly passed by.

Gu An's lifespan once again surpassed tens of millions of years. On this day, he closed the Supreme Secret Records, stored it in his storage bag, then stood up and walked out of the attic.

The summer sun was scorching, insects incessantly buzzing, the sunlight shining on Gu An, reminding him of the scene when he first entered Mystic Valley at fifteen.

He fixed his gaze, seeing Lu Jiujia instructing newly arrived servant disciples.

In Gu An's eyes, Lu Jiujia's back gradually merged with Zhang Chunqiu's.

A hundred years had passed, and though things had changed, some marks remained.

Gu An smiled and began contemplating which magic artifact to use in the upcoming war. Simply crushing with mana seemed too dull.