If I become a saint, a celestial official will summon me to raise horses.

Chapter 1048 The Sage's Arrangement

"Should we accept him as a disciple?"

Jiang Qiong looked at Hongyuan and murmured to herself, weighing her options.

She trusted Gu An's judgment, but she hesitated whether to take advantage of the opportunity Gu An had created.

The Juhua Sect has developed for many years. Although it has not dominated any region, it has been relatively stable. Being too powerful can cause trouble. This is a lesson she learned from the Qianqiu Pavilion.

Nowadays, there are many factions within the Juhua Sect, and many ambitious individuals. Some of the higher-ups have displeased her, but they are all her disciples and grand-disciples. As long as they have not made any mistakes, she has no reason to criticize them.

She can control it now, but she may not be able to later.

Gu An listened to Jiang Qiong's thoughts without disturbing her, letting her make her own decision.

At this moment, Hongyuan stopped, turned around and looked up at Gu An, crying out with a wronged expression, "Grandmaster, Master is bullying me! He's bullying a child!"

Gu An pretended not to hear. Su Han picked him up and walked to the side, refusing to let go no matter how much he cried and made a fuss.

After careful consideration, Jiang Qiong decided to agree.

She had her concerns, but her disciples also had their own expectations and ambitions. If they missed the opportunity given by Gu An, they would almost never have such an opportunity on their own again.

"Then let him join the Gathering Flower Sect."

Jiang Qiong was clearly relieved after saying these words. She raised one hand, grabbed Gu An's clothes, smiled, and asked softly with seductive eyes, "How can I thank you?"

If the disciples of the Juhua Sect were to see this scene, they would surely think she was possessed, because she was always very serious and unsmiling when facing others.

Gu An didn't push her away. He looked into the distance and said, "There seems to be some new wine in the city. Want to have a drink with me?"

"Let's go then. After you finish drinking, I'll make arrangements."

Jiang Qiong pulled Gu An away, ignoring Su Han and Hong Yuan.

Several miles away, Long Teng stood on the rooftop, looking down at the seaside town below the mountain, his mindset was changing.

He once again felt a strong urge to become stronger.

Because within the Juhua Sect, he actually sensed many cultivators whose auras were no less than his own, which made him feel that his past achievements were not worth mentioning at all.

Most importantly, his ancestors' words would occasionally echo in his mind.

"Don't let that kid Hongyuan surpass you in a few years."

Long Teng took a deep breath, turned around, and disappeared from the rooftop.

……

The underworld, a desolate land.

Zhang Buku and Xu You walked side by side. Zhang Buku, dressed in a black robe, carried a jade jar in one hand and had no expression on his face.

Xu You looked around and said, "This is a place that even the Nine Netherworld Emperor dares not set foot in. Do we really want to continue? I don't think he's joking."

Zhang Bukui stared ahead and said, "He used to call himself the Lord of the Nine Netherworlds, but now he is timid and hesitant. Whatever the reason behind it, he can no longer be our support."

Xu You sighed and said, "You've been together for so many years, why can't you let go? Look at me, I don't care about my father's life or death at all. He has already abdicated, and I don't even want to go back to see him."

People are different, and you have things you care about too, don't you?

Zhang Bukui countered with a question that left Xu You speechless.

Just then, a strong wind arose ahead, howling towards them and whipping up sand and dust along the way.

The two squinted at the horizon, where the earth stretched into darkness and crimson clouds swirled in the sky, creating an oppressive atmosphere.

Zhang Bukui and Xu You didn't need to look at each other. They both took a step at the same time, their bodies moving swiftly, covering thousands of miles in a single stride.

After a hundred paces, they stopped in front of a huge pit, which looked like a dried-up lake. There were many white bones at the bottom of the pit, and their eyes were fixed on the bottom of the pit.

Xu You frowned and asked in a low voice, "Did you feel it?" Zhang Buku replied, "Yes, there is a complex aura of cause and effect, it should be one of the bones below."

"May I ask which senior is taking a quiet retreat here? I wonder if we are disturbing you?"

Zhang Bukui's voice echoed between heaven and earth. His tone was not so humble, after all, he had been in a high position for many years and was the overlord of a powerful force.

However, he received no response.

Xu You continued, "We heard from the Nine Netherworld Emperor that there is power here that transcends reincarnation, and we have something to ask of you."

Zhang Buku stared intently at the ground below, trying to find clues among the pile of white bones.

after awhile.

Just as Xu You was about to speak, a hand bone below began to tremble and slowly rose into the air.

"The Nine Netherworld Primordial Emperor? When did he develop such a mindset?"

A hoarse, weathered voice rang out, as if the speaker had been asleep for countless years and was still not used to speaking.

The owner of that voice was none other than Ancestor Hongqian.

Zhang Bukui and Xu You did not understand what Hongqian Patriarch meant by these words. Xu You then said, "It was only after we begged him that he was willing to point out a clear path."

"Leave now, I have no interest in helping you."

Ancestor Hongqian's tone revealed his impatience.

Zhang Bukui took a step back, then rolled up his robes, knelt down, and said with a firm expression, "As long as you are willing to help me revive my father, I am willing to give everything!"

Xu You looked at him, hesitant to speak.

Having known Zhang Bukui for so many years, he knew him all too well; once this kid made up his mind, he would never give up.

But how can we let this kid have his way every time?

Xu You saw the hand bone soar into the air, leap over the ground, and hover in the air.

He immediately felt uneasy, as if a pair of eyes were staring at him.

Zhang Bukui felt the same way, but he wasn't afraid. He kept staring at the hand bone with a deep look in his eyes.

Hongqian Ancestor had only recently been resurrected, and his mind was in turmoil as he was still thinking about Gu An.

He thought he was going to die, but unexpectedly he was resurrected as a hand bone. He has now figured out the origin of this hand bone, which was left behind by a disciple he had taken in by the Heavenly Dao after his death.

He didn't think he was lucky, because this was not part of his plan at all, and the saint wouldn't have made any mistakes.

What does this mean?
The sage must have had a special arrangement for resurrecting him on his disciple's hand bones.

Could it be related to these two people?

His consciousness had only been revived for a few years when these two people arrived and found him precisely. There must have been some kind of guiding force at play.

The current Ancestor Hongqian has no physical body and no cultivation, but as the Supreme Dao-Merging Emperor, his foundation is still there, and he is definitely not someone that Zhang Bukui and the other two can deal with. He focused his gaze on the jade altar in Zhang Bukui's hand.

"what?"

Ancestor Hongqian was astonished by the cause and effect of the ashes in the jade altar; he actually saw a trace of power he had never seen before.

Now he was certain that Gu An had made special arrangements for reviving him.

Having experienced life and death, Ancestor Hongqian finally understood what was most precious. Becoming a saint was his greatest goal, but only by surviving could he have any hope of pursuing it.

"Put it down, and you can leave."

The voice of Ancestor Hongqian rang out, his tone indifferent yet powerful.

(End of this chapter)