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

Chapter 212 The Unfathomable Gu An

Qiao Dai ignored Ji Hantian's provocation and focused his gaze on the Sky-Severing Axe.

Everyone looked at him. Over the years, cultivators had come to challenge the Sky-Severing Axe every day, but very few had such imposing presence as him.

The number one cultivator in Lingxia, that sounds incredibly impressive!

Qiao Dai appeared calm, but he was actually quite nervous inside.

Over the years, the reputation of the Sword Master Fudao has become incredibly powerful, even spreading widely within the Spirit Realm. Qiao Dai knew he was no match for the Sword Master Fudao, but the Heaven-Severing Axe was merely a treasure left behind by the Sword Master Fudao, and he was still confident in his ability to wield it.

He raised his right hand and gripped the axe handle.

The moment he grasped it, he felt a weight he had never experienced before.

He frowned and immediately began to exert force.

Rumbling--

The Heaven-Mending Platform trembled, and everyone looked at him nervously.

Regardless of which sect he came from, the monks on the platform did not want him to pick it up.

The disciples of Tai Xuan Sect care about their reputation, while disciples of other sects care about opportunities. Who wouldn't want to become the successor of the Sword Venerable of the Dao?

To this day, the Sword Master Fudao is worshipped by all sects across three dynasties.

The Blood Prison Great Sage beneath Gu An was secretly alarmed. In fact, he also wanted to try the Heaven-Severing Axe. So far, apart from the person on his back, he had not encountered anyone stronger than himself.

This guy named Qiao Dai was different; the Blood Prison Great Sage could sense that the other party's cultivation was a little higher than his own.

If Qiao Dai cannot even budge the Heaven-Severing Axe, then he has virtually no hope.

This made him even more wary of the Sword Master Fudao.

He simply threw a magical artifact on the stage, and as a result, over the years, no one has been able to shake it, let alone lift it up. It's hard to imagine just how high the cultivation level of the Sword Master Fudao really is.

Qiao Dai also began to use his secret technique, his aura surging, causing the outer city walls to tremble.

More and more figures appeared on the Heaven-Mending Platform, all of them high-ranking members of the Tai Xuan Sect. They looked at Qiao Dai with fear in their eyes.

However, as they watched, the great cultivators of the Tai Xuan Sect began to smile again.

It looks intimidating, but it's useless!

"I can't lift it, I just can't lift it!" Zuo Yijian thought to himself, secretly pleased as he looked at Qiao Dai's ferocious expression.

So you think you're so great? With such meager skills, you dare to challenge the Sky-Splitting Axe?

Qiao Dai ultimately did not get carried away like Xuan Tianyi and Ji Xuanling. He only held his position for a few breaths before suddenly withdrawing his momentum.

He straightened up, withdrew his right hand, and said, "As expected of the Sword Master of the Dao, I, Qiao Dai, am convinced!"

His voice resounded throughout the city, echoing endlessly.

Although this statement sounds pretentious, and many people might think, "Who are you? I've never heard of you before," just thinking about Qiao Dai's imposing manner earlier, no one dares to offend him.

If we dare not offend Qiao Dai, then let's promote the Sword Master of Supporting the Dao!
The Heaven-Mending Platform suddenly became noisy, with everyone talking about the power of the Sword Master Fudao.

Qiao Dai looked at Ji Hantian and snorted, "Where is your sect leader? I want to see him!"

Ji Hantian nodded, then gestured for Qiao Dai to follow, and the two quickly left the outer city.

Gu An patted the Blood Prison Great Sage on the back, indicating that he could leave.

After leaving the outer city, Gu An said leisurely, "In a few years, I will make you reach the second level and speak human language."

Upon hearing this, the Blood Prison Great Sage's eyes lit up.

It's so painful not being able to speak!

He couldn't wait to curse those ants who groped him all day long!

"But you have to remember, there are some things you can say and some things you can't say," Gu An reminded him.

Blood Prison Great Sage nodded hurriedly. In fact, he didn't have much to say, as he had no idea how strong Gu An was.

……

Days passed, and summer drew to a close.

On the mountaintop north of Xuan Valley, Gu An was sparring with Chu Jingfeng.

As he wielded his sword, Gu An's divine sense spread out, observing both the interior and exterior of the continent.

He saw celestial beings descending from the heavens to the mortal realm at the eastern horizon.

Over the years, he has seen many figures entering and leaving the world. Although Celestial Immortals are very rare, he can see one at his level almost every day, which shows how vast this mortal world is. Celestial Immortals are by no means the strongest.

Even if Gu An reached the Celestial Immortal Realm, his divine sense could not cover the entire mortal world.

No wonder it's called the Heavenly Spirit World, this human realm is truly vast!
For Gu An, the bigger the world, the better; the bigger the world, the smaller and more insignificant he seemed.

After a while, Gu An sensed a vast aura erupting from the east, far from the mainland, even farther than the Immortal Seeking Island.

But that aura made his heart pound.

Very strong!

It didn't seem like the aura of a living being's cultivation; it was more like some kind of supreme treasure.

Could it be because of this mysterious treasure? That person came from beyond the heavens just for this mysterious treasure?

Gu An thought it was very likely.

At this moment, Chu Jingfeng sheathed his sword and gasped for breath, saying, "I'm tired, I can't beat you."

His gaze towards Gu An was incredibly complex. Whenever he felt his swordsmanship had greatly improved, he would challenge Gu An to a duel, each time feeling he was about to defeat Gu An, but always ending in defeat.

The two did not use any spiritual power in their sword fight; it was purely due to their lack of physical strength.

Of course, if he failed to defeat Gu An before exhausting his strength, it means that his swordsmanship was not superior to Gu An's.

Gu An smiled and said, "You're almost there. You're much better than before."

Chu Jingfeng wiped the sweat from his forehead, stared at Gu An, and asked, "Do you mean you're also improving? Or have you been hiding your true abilities?"

He increasingly felt that Gu An was unfathomable. At first, he was only grateful to Gu An, but now he felt that Gu An was either an unparalleled genius or a master who had hidden his cultivation.

He then thought back to the days when the demon of greed and anger wreaked havoc. At that time, the demon of greed and anger died in Gu An's house, and to this day, no one has been able to find out who saved Gu An.

Could it be him?
Gu An laughed and said, "Hey, hey, hey, I'm a ninth-level Foundation Establishment cultivator, and I'll be forming my core soon. Isn't it normal for me to beat you? Don't forget, I'm still ranked 500th on the Golden List!"

Seeing his smug expression, Chu Jingfeng couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.

Yeah, why think so much!
Anyway, he's a cripple now, weaker than anyone else.

The two chatted for a while longer. Gu An then descended the mountain with the Tian Su sword in his hand, while Chu Jingfeng sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, reflecting on his insights from the previous sword duel.

The next morning, the World's Number One Cultivation Tournament officially began. It is said that more than 50,000 cultivators and demons have registered for the event, representing all realms, and there are even mysterious Mahayana realm cultivators participating.

Gu An did not participate; instead, he went to Tianya Valley to harvest medicinal herbs.

This year, I need to reach a lifespan of seven million years. Only after crossing the threshold of ten million years can I look forward to a lifespan of one hundred million years.

If a new ability is unlocked every hundred million years, will it be a billion years, or even tens of billions of years, before a new function is unlocked next?

Gu An was looking forward to it.

If a hundred million years had passed in the real world, how high would his cultivation level be?
……

The sky is cloudless and the ocean is boundless. Immortal Island sits on the ocean, as small as a speck of dust, but its prosperity can be seen when you get closer.

Gu An returned to Seeking Immortals Island. He exchanged all the herbs he had collected over the past three years for high-grade spirit stones and began to wander around.

He planned to buy some high-quality cultivation pills to help Ye Lan and Xiao Chuan. As for the others, he wouldn't go all out to help them; it would be good enough if they could enjoy the pills he refined himself.

Hu Xiaojian continued to lead the way for Gu An, showing great enthusiasm.

"By the way, senior, have you heard about the conflict that broke out between the Star Sea Sect and the Seven Star Spirit Realm a few months ago?" Hu Xiaojian suddenly asked, his face full of excitement.

Gu An replied, "I have been in seclusion cultivating and was unaware of this matter. Why did the conflict erupt?"

Hu Xiaojian lowered his voice and said, "It is said that the disciples of the Star Sea Sect were murdered by the Seven Star Spirit Realm. As a result, a group of cultivators from the Star Sea Sect attacked the affiliated islands of the Seven Star Spirit Realm. They fought for three days and three nights. Many people say that the Star Sea Sect and the Seven Star Spirit Realm are about to go to war. They have been living in peace for 50,000 years. I don't know if it's true or not."

"If these two top powers go to war, the ocean will not be peaceful."

Gu An's first thought was Xuan Tianyi.

Is Xuan Tianyi really that capable?

On second thought, it makes sense. It's rare to see a Mahayana Realm cultivator who is several hundred years old. They would be considered top-tier geniuses even in the ocean. At least on Immortal Seeking Island, Gu An has only seen a few.

The two chatted as they walked.

Half an hour later, Gu An had spent all the spirit stones he had on him and had a great harvest.

He didn't feel it was a loss to spend money on his junior brothers and sisters, even though they were destined to die, he was willing to help them live for thousands of years longer.

After sending Hu Xiaojian away, Gu An began to wander around the Immortal Seeking Island alone.

The Immortal Seeking Island is vast, with numerous urban areas, teeming with cultivators, demons, and spirit beasts, making every street bustling with activity.

Suddenly, someone brushed past Gu An. Because the other person was dressed strangely, he subconsciously sent a lifespan probe.

【Nine-Finger Divine Lord (Second Floor of the Immortal Realm): 170800/190000/800000】

Ok?
170,000 years old?

Is this 800,000-year lifespan limit for real?

Gu An was secretly curious. The other party's apparent cultivation level was only at the Mahayana Realm. Even he, a great cultivator at the ninth level of the Heaven and Earth Immortal Realm, had not been able to see through his true cultivation level. This showed how powerful this person was.

Of course, there is another possibility: this person is not a wandering immortal at all, but has simply experienced a decline in cultivation for some reason.

He felt it was most likely the latter, so he didn't turn back and continued forward.

Nine-Fingered Divine Lord stopped in his tracks. He was dressed in black like a wandering knight, his clothes were not fancy, and were even a bit worn. He wore a bamboo hat and carried a large wooden box on his back.

He turned around and looked back, his brows furrowed under his straw hat, and a look of confusion appeared in his weathered eyes.

"Is it an illusion?"

Nine-Fingered Divine Lord sensed that someone was watching him, but when he turned around, he didn't see the other person.

The strongest person on this street is only a wandering immortal.

He looked away and continued on his way.

After one stick of incense.

He arrived at a mansion and met a man in purple robes in the courtyard.

"Senior, please have a seat." The man in purple robes said with a beaming smile and a respectful demeanor.

Nine-Fingered Divine Lord sat down, placed the large wooden box on his back to the side, and calmly asked, "What brings you here?"

The man in purple robes sat down, waved his right hand, and a purple light shield rose around the courtyard before quickly disappearing.

He looked at the Nine-Fingered Divine Lord and asked in a low voice, "Senior, I have a clue about the immortal treasure you were looking for before, but it's a bit troublesome and related to the Seven Star Spirit Realm. I wonder if you dare to venture into it?"

(End of this chapter)