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

Chapter 230 Yang Jian's Longing
As summer fades into autumn, the Third Medicinal Valley gradually turns a withered yellow.

Yang Jian approached the Great Sage of Blood Prison and respectfully presented him with a plate filled with flowers and fruits.

The Blood Prison Great Sage, lying on the ground, glanced at him and asked casually, "Are you clean?"

Yang Jian nodded quickly and whispered, "I washed it three times."

The Great Sage of Blood Prison lowered his head and sniffed, then said, "Not bad, keep it up in the future. You can leave now."

Yang Jian stood up, bowed to him, and then withdrew.

Since Gu An acknowledged his name, he has been more motivated than the other disciples. He not only busy himself with miscellaneous tasks in the valley, but also serves the Blood Prison Great Sage and the White Spirit Rat with great diligence. His performance makes the other miscellaneous disciples feel ashamed, and gradually they begin to distance themselves from him.

He didn't feel embarrassed at all; on the contrary, he was full of anticipation.

He knew that his talent was mediocre, and if he did the same things as the other disciples, he would at most get a Foundation Establishment Pill.

He felt that even if he reached the Foundation Establishment stage, he couldn't change his fate. There were many Foundation Establishment disciples in the outer sect, and they would still be at the bottom.

But if he could gain the Valley Master's favor, that would mean something completely different!

Without qualifications or connections, Gu An was the greatest opportunity in Yang Jian's eyes.

He didn't know how to deliberately try to please Gu An, so he used his spare time to take care of Gu An's mount and spirit pet.

Yang Jian stood before the wooden fence, gazing at the vast Medicine Valley Park. He wiped the sweat from his face, his eyes filled with anticipation for the future.

He's already very lucky to have joined such a medicine valley!
He needs to seize this opportunity!

……

The days passed by.

In late autumn, someone came to visit Gu An; it was Wu Jue, whom he hadn't seen for many years.

Wu Jue was amazed by the grandeur of the Third Medicine Valley on his first visit.

"I'm looking for Gu An." Wu Jue grabbed someone and said, and coincidentally, this person was Yang Jian.

Yang Jian was sweeping the floor when he couldn't help but ask, "May I ask your name, senior? And what is your relationship with the Valley Master?"

“My name is Wu Jue, and I am Gu An’s brother. I’m away from home most of the year, and I’ve come here today specifically to visit him,” Wu Jue replied.

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian dared not be careless. He told Wu Jue to wait a moment, and then ran all the way to Xiao Chuan to tell him about the matter and let Xiao Chuan make a decision.

Xiao Chuan then went to Gu An's attic and told him about it at the door.

In fact, Gu An had already sensed Wu Jue's arrival, but since Wu Jue had now cultivated the Qi Concealment Technique, he couldn't easily see through it, so he waited for his disciples to convey the message.

"Bring him over here," Gu An's voice came from inside the house.

Xiao Chuan immediately called out to Yang Jian, asking him to run the errand while he was waiting downstairs.

As soon as Yang Jian turned around, the martial arts technique rushed towards him like a gust of wind, startling him so much that his eyes widened.

He stared blankly as Wu Jue swept past him, leaving a trail of afterimages as he quickly went upstairs. Even Xiao Chuan upstairs had his hair blown around by the wind and stood frozen in place.

Wu Jue pushed the door open and entered. When he saw Gu An, a smile appeared on his face. He then turned around and closed the door.

Xiao Chuan snapped out of his daze, turned around, and went downstairs.

Yang Jian was still standing there in a daze when Xiao Chuan waved to him, and only then did he come back to his senses.

He didn't ask about Wu Jue's identity, but a great fighting spirit ignited in his heart.

He also wanted to become a great cultivator like Wu Jue!
the other side.

Inside the room, Gu An poured tea for Wu Jue and listened to him recount his experiences over the years.

After he sat down, he adjusted his mindset and, as if opening a blind box, threw the lifespan probe at Wu Jue.

[Martial Arts Technique (Nascent Soul Realm Level 8): 124/890/7600]

So many years have passed, and Wu Jue's lifespan has not increased, which means that Wu Jue has not attained enlightenment for decades.

Gu An was somewhat disappointed, as he had thought that he could continue to comprehend the Dao through martial arts.

Of course, with Wu Jue's current qualifications and status, reaching the Nirvana Realm before the age of 7,600 is by no means difficult.

Gu An felt it was a pity that martial arts techniques could not reach the maximum lifespan of 9,999 years.

Wu Jue didn't notice the change in Gu An's eyes; he continued to recount his experiences over the years.

Gu An listened attentively. The timid boy from back then had grown into someone who could stand on his own. He felt a sense of感慨 (gan3kai3, a feeling of mixed emotions, including nostalgia and reflection) as he listened.

for a long time.

Wu Jue talked about his troubles.

"His Majesty has been very good to me and has tried his best to win me over, but my master has also been very good to me and has spared no effort in nurturing me. Now, the Zhou family behind my master is not only an enemy of the Taicang Dynasty, but is also fighting against the Taixuan Sect..."

Wu Jue said with a pained expression, "I embarked on the path of cultivation at Tai Xuan Sect, so I have a deep affection for it. When the Zhou family left Tai Xuan Sect, it made things difficult for me, so I chose to serve Li Xuandao and stay away from trouble. But now the Zhou family has started to support the Great Jiang Dynasty, and a three-dynasty war is imminent. I have to make a choice again."

He came back this time because he wanted to hear Gu An's opinion.

After hearing this, Gu An also felt it was troublesome, as favors are the hardest to repay.

He pondered for a moment and asked, "Who do you think is the most important?"

Wu Jue was silent for a moment, then said, "In my heart, the Tai Xuan Sect is definitely the most important. Both my master and His Majesty chose me after I had grown up. Without the Tai Xuan Sect, I would never have met them."

He looked up at Gu An, his gaze gradually hardening. Gu An smiled and said, "Since you've made your choice, I won't say anything more. Whatever you choose, I'll support you."

Upon hearing this, Wu Jue smiled and then sighed, "I need to think about how to face them later."

"It's simple. Don't be their enemy. Just support the Tai Xuan Sect. There are many ways to repay them. You don't have to obey their orders blindly," Gu An comforted him.

Wu Jue nodded, and then took out one treasure after another from his storage bag and placed them on the table.

"This is an exorcism pill that can stop the birth of inner demons."

"This is the Golden Sleeve Sword Formation. Don't underestimate these small swords; once you inject spiritual energy into them, they can automatically form a massive sword formation."

"This is a cricket that can talk for you. It's not very useful, but it can help you talk. You can keep it to pass the time."

"And this, a top-grade magic artifact, the Cloud Boots, which can generate clouds and mist underfoot, allowing you to ride the clouds. This was a reward from His Majesty when I killed the enemy's top general."

Wu Jue explained that there were a total of eight treasures, each with a different function.

After he finished speaking, Gu An pretended to decline, but Wu Jue said that he had received many pills from Gu An back then and he had to repay him.

After several rounds of pushing and shoving, Wu Jue glared and said, "Do you still consider me a brother? You have to accept it, or we can't be brothers anymore!"

Gu An had no choice but to agree.

"Next time you come, don't bring so much stuff. I don't need it, and we can't measure our friendship with treasures," Gu An said earnestly.

He genuinely didn't want it and hoped that Wu Jue would require less effort.

Wu Jue waved his hand and said, "I don't care. I'll think of you whenever I see something good. Anyway, you're not going out to explore. Just focus on your cultivation. I'll help you find any magic weapons or secret manuals."

Gu An smiled and stopped talking about it.

Wu Jue didn't leave until evening. He had made up his mind and decided to choose the Tai Xuan Sect, so he prepared to see the sect leader.

Gu An stood on the balcony, gazing in the direction Wu Jue had left.

The sunset is infinitely beautiful, even though it is near dusk.

Gu An noticed that Yang Jian was staring blankly in the direction of the martial arts competition.

During this period, Yang Jian's performance was quite good, and in Gu An's mind, he had already taken one step into the ranks of disciples.

In the future, when Yang Jian's name will resound throughout the world, even surpassing Wu Jue's, will Wu Jue ever remember today, when the little cultivator who led the way for him was none other than the renowned Yang Jian?

Gu An thought of a brilliant idea, and the corners of his mouth turned up.

He found himself developing more and more of a perverse sense of humor, and he even started to fantasize about the people around him being shocked.

……

In the blink of an eye, another five years have passed.

In the past five years, An Hao has broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm, and his martial arts have reached the ninth level of the Infant Realm, where he is about to break through.

Since Wu Jue made up his mind to stay in Tai Xuan Sect, he has never left. After he expressed his feelings to Lü Baitian, Lü Baitian was very pleased and began to invest a lot of resources in him and promote him. Now Wu Jue is one of the top three geniuses in Tai Xuan Sect and has been accepted as a true disciple.

At 127 years old, Gu An's lifespan is close to 16.4 million years, still far from the 100 million mark. However, he has not yet harvested the high-grade medicinal herbs from the secluded cave, so he is looking forward to them.

Over the years, Gu An has occasionally gone to Seeking Immortal Island to purchase high-grade medicinal herbs. The number of seventh-grade medicinal herbs planted in the secluded cave exceeds 100,000, and the number of eighth-grade medicinal herbs has exceeded 10,000. Once all these medicinal herbs are mature and harvested, his lifespan will take a leap forward.

On this day, Gu An had just returned from Seeking Immortals Island.

He walked into the Third Medicine Valley, his brows slightly furrowed.

Recently, more and more wandering immortals have been eyeing him, so he has to consider buying herbs from other islands.

A single seventh-grade medicinal herb is extremely expensive. Gu An's purchase of so many medicinal herbs on Seeking Immortals Island demonstrates his spending power, placing him among the top ten spenders on the island, naturally attracting envy from others.

When Gu An passed by the Blood Prison Great Sage, he saw Yang Jian standing beside him, washing the Blood Prison Great Sage's body.

He said, "Don't spoil him. He's lazy and good-for-nothing, all he does is sleep."

Yang Jian quickly replied, "It's alright, I just happen to have nothing to do."

Gu An didn't say much and quickly went upstairs.

The Great Sage of Blood Prison also thought he had displeased Gu An, so he whispered, "Yang Jian, come here for a moment."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian immediately knelt down in front of him.

"Come find me at midnight tonight, and I will teach you magic," the Blood Prison Great Sage said mysteriously.

Yang Jian's expression turned strange, and he said, "No need, no need. My taking care of you is really not for anything I want from you."

He's after Gu An's favor!
What kind of magic could a bull demon teach him?
"I don't care, you have to come!" Blood Prison Great Sage glared and said. Hearing this, Yang Jian had no choice but to agree.

He stood up and left, his gaze involuntarily drifting towards the pavilion where Gu An was.

If only his master were the one to teach him magic.

inside the house.

After Gu An sat down, he spread his divine sense and looked at the great rift in the ocean to the east.

The great rift has stopped extending, but it still exists on the ocean, often attracting great monks to come and observe it.

Gu An sensed an aura surpassing that of the Immortal Realm flying above the ocean rift. The other party was unabashedly displaying its power, attracting many divine senses to investigate.

(End of this chapter)