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

Chapter 287 Tongtian's Background

"The Great Cold Demon Sect? The Deadly Immortal? Where did they come from?"

Shen Zhen frowned and muttered to himself, a look of unease in his eyes.

Gu An chimed in, "I don't know, but judging from this, it's probably a behemoth at sea. Sigh, things have only been peaceful for a few decades, and another big event is happening."

Shen Zhen comforted him, "Don't worry too much. The Great Rift in the Sea is so far away from us. There are many talented people in this world. Evil will never prevail over good. We will get through this."

Gu An nodded, but his opinion was the opposite.

The power behind the Great Cold Demon Sect has reached the heavens.

In Bai Ziya's words, since ancient times, the Great Cold Demon Sect and other major sects of demonic destiny have acted as the Holy Court's sword, and there are always some things that the Holy Court cannot do.

Of course, the Holy Court is not dark; it's just that from the perspective of the entire world, they will always encounter situations where they need to sacrifice some living beings or have to annihilate a region's inhabitants.

If the Holy Court has truly abandoned this place, what would be the reason?
It can't be because of the supernatural world, can it?

The realm of the supernatural has nothing to do with them, so they can be eliminated on their own.

Gu An suspected there were deeper reasons he was unaware of.

His divine sense probed, and he discovered that the Deadly Immortal was not the Celestial Immortal who fought alone against three divine ghost kings, but a carefree Primordial Immortal. This guy's arrival interrupted that great battle.

Gu An watched as the Immortal General of Death placed a pagoda down, which stood on the edge of the Great Crack in the Broken Sea, growing taller and taller, breaking through the clouds. It was at least 100,000 feet high, and was extremely majestic.

Meanwhile, the Deadly Immortal flew into the tower, while the three Mysterious Ghost Kings fled into the Great Rift of the Broken Sea. The Celestial Immortals who fought against them followed them into the tower, clearly indicating that they were allies of the Deadly Immortal.

Gu An wanted to see if any other carefree immortals would make a move within the next hundred years.

He continued to chat with Shen Zhen about world affairs. They were both minor cultivators in the cultivation world, and when they talked about world affairs, they mostly spoke with envy.

After chatting for a short while, Shen Zhen took his leave, and Gu An also got up and went downstairs, preparing to talk to the disciples and cultivators in the valley about the Great Cold Demon Sect.

The death-stealing immortal's shouts had already caused an uproar throughout the world; wherever living beings gathered, they were discussing the matter.

When Gu An arrived at the chess area, Nine-Finger Divine Lord and Stealing Five Elements were discussing the Great Cold Demon Sect with the great cultivators of the Tai Xuan Sect, while the other disciples watched nervously.

Shenxinzi was also sitting in the crowd. Although he rarely spoke, he was listening attentively.

Since Shenxinzi talked to the Five Elements thief, the two have not had any conflict. They seem to have reached some kind of agreement. At the time, Gu An did not listen because in his eyes, the two of them could not cause any trouble.

"The Great Cold Demon Sect has been established for a million years, and that Immortal of Death is a figure from mythology. I didn't expect him to still be alive. This is a huge problem." Nine-Fingered Divine Lord sighed. He didn't mention the Holy Court, clearly showing his dislike for it.

Millions of years!
The disciples' eyelids twitched wildly as they listened; they couldn't imagine how long a million years would be.

The young disciples were filled with longing. They had not yet completely resigned themselves to their fate and still felt that there was hope. The Third Medicine Valley was just the first stage for them to step into the world of cultivation.

The cultivation world is full of stories of ordinary people who obtain great opportunities and defy fate.

Gu An listened attentively, as if he were listening to a story, occasionally exclaiming in surprise like the disciples around him, or showing an expression of disbelief.

at the same time.

Inside the sect's main city.

Inside a mansion, Lu Lingjun arrived at the courtyard of the Holy Mother of the West, where the master and disciple sat and talked.

“The Great Cold Demon Sect is a sect comparable to the Bitter Sea Buddhist Sect. In terms of foundation, they are even stronger. If the Great Cold Demon Sect is behind the Great Sea Rift, then we are in trouble…” The Holy Mother of the Western Spirit sighed as she revealed the existence of the Holy Court.

This was the first time Lu Lingjun had ever heard the name Holy Court, and she was shocked.

Just how vast is this land?
The Holy Mother of the Western Spirit also suspected that this sea area had been abandoned by the Holy Court, otherwise the people of the Great Cold Demon Sect would not have been so unscrupulous, and even gave a hundred years, which was obviously to make some major sects withdraw as soon as possible.

Upon hearing this, Lu Lingjun couldn't help but ask, "In a hundred years, only the cultivation sects can evacuate, right? Will the remaining masses really die?"

The Holy Mother of the Western Spirit said softly, "The Great Cold Demon Sect has slaughtered countless lives. All the continents and seas affected by the Great Sea Rift are just a small part of the entire world. It is nothing to the Great Cold Demon Sect, and the Holy Court will not care. The death of the people in this area will not cause any waves in the world."

Lu Lingjun frowned deeply.

The Holy Mother of the Western Spirit then said, "I must go back and find out the reason behind the Great Cold Demon Sect's actions."

Lu Lingjun nodded, and she began to consider the worst-case scenario.

She was an ascended being, so running away wasn't a problem for her. However, she had been in the Tai Xuan Sect for so long and had too many people she cared about. What she wanted to do was help those she had a connection with.

Our Lady of the West began to lament the complexity of the world.

At first, she really thought that the divine realm was going to cause trouble for one side, but now it seems that the appearance of the divine realm is not simple, and there must be unimaginable beings fighting behind it.

……

Dark clouds gathered, and a light drizzle fell on Seeking Immortals Island.

In a courtyard, Gu An, Yang Jian, and Hu Xiaojian sat together, with Gu An listening to Hu Xiaojian introduce the Great Cold Demon Sect.

Three days have passed since the Deadly Immortal's call. In those three days, various sects at sea have released information about the Great Cold Demon Sect, and all sorts of news have entered the Immortal Seeking Island.

Yang Jian listened intently, his expression constantly shifting. The Great Cold Demon Sect that Hu Xiaojian described was even more terrifying, seemingly the number one demonic sect in the world, with countless demonic immortals within its ranks, making it sound invincible. A true catastrophe was about to descend.

for a long time.

After Hu Xiaojian finished speaking and took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, Gu An asked, "Have you found out anything about the Reincarnation Dao Emperor?"

Gu An always remembered Ji Xiaoyu's past life as the Reincarnation Dao Emperor.

Hu Xiaojian shook his head and said, "I can't find it. I don't even feel that this expert exists. But since you've spoken, he must really exist. It's just that my level is too low. At least there isn't a single clue within the Immortal Seeking Island."

Gu An wasn't angry and let the matter drop.

Hu Xiaojian put down his teacup, looked at Gu An, and hesitated before speaking.

After hesitating for a moment, he got up, walked to the side, knelt down, and began to kowtow to Gu An.

"What are you doing?" Gu An asked, frowning.

Hu Xiaojian looked up, his face pleading, "Please, senior, take me away. The Great Cold Demon Sect is powerful, and the higher-ups of Seeking Immortals Island are preparing to evacuate. I am just a Nascent Soul cultivator. Within a hundred years, I will not be able to escape the area that the Great Cold Demon Sect intends to destroy. Even if I manage to escape, who knows if I can survive anywhere else? Senior, you are a rogue immortal, you can come and go as you please. Can you take me with you? I will serve you like a slave!"

Yang Jian sat to the side, his feelings complicated.

This is a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator.

Within the Tai Xuan Sect, such a figure would be revered by even the lowest-ranking disciples, but at sea, they lacked even the confidence to survive.

Gu An pondered for a moment and said, "Don't rush. Stay on Seeking Immortals Island for now. If the maritime forces really can't withstand the Great Cold Demon Sect, I will take you away. Until then, keep an eye on the Sea Guardian Prefecture for me. If they really want to abandon Seeking Immortals Island, then I will take over."

Hu Xiaojian was stunned, not expecting that Gu An would still be thinking about Seeking Immortal Island at this critical moment.

Yang Jian glanced at his master.

Why does it seem like Master isn't afraid of the Great Cold Demon Sect?
My master calls himself a wandering immortal. Could it be that wandering immortality is not his realm, but merely his identity?

Hu Xiaojian wanted to persuade Gu An, but he was afraid of offending him, so he could only agree.

Gu An noticed his concerns and comforted him, "Don't underestimate this world, otherwise the strange and vengeful spirits in the Great Rift of the Sea would have already swept across the ocean, wouldn't they?"

Hu Xiaojian agreed with Gu An's reasoning and immediately thanked him.

Gu An waved to help him up and let him sit down to talk.

Hu Xiaojian continued to recount the story of the Great Cold Demon Sect. He had learned a lot about the Great Cold Demon Sect, but he knew nothing about the Life-Stealing Immortal.

Gu An then began to ponder how to take control of Seeking Immortals Island.

First, someone must be arranged to act as a puppet, and he must hide behind the scenes.

Through the various channels of Seeking Immortals Island, he was able to collect more medicinal herbs, and doing so was also quite interesting.

He seems to be preparing to play a management game, and I'm actually quite looking forward to it.

To suppress the Immortal Seeking Island, one must be at least a wandering immortal.

This person needs careful consideration.

Time passed quickly, and the rain grew heavier and heavier.

Two hours later, Gu An took Yang Jian away and returned to the mountains and forests of the Tai Xuan Sect.

This wasn't the first time Yang Jian had experienced the wonder of the Limitless Free Step, but as his cultivation level increased, he became more and more in awe of his master's supernatural powers.

"Master, is there really anyone who can fight against the Great Cold Demon Sect?" Yang Jian asked, his words still carrying a hint of ulterior motive.

He didn't dare to directly ask his master how powerful he was, so he could only try to find out indirectly.

As Gu An moved forward, he said, "Who knows? I certainly don't have any confidence in your master."

Just not sure?

Yang Jian was secretly alarmed. Just who was his master?
Gu An was unaware of Yang Jian's thoughts. He deliberately acted modestly, which surprised Yang Jian even more.

After listening to Hu Xiaojian's explanation, Yang Jian's image of the Great Cold Demon Sect became incredibly terrifying, as if it were the most powerful and evil being in the world. Such beings are often the final villains in stories. How could he not be surprised to learn that Gu An was confident in fighting against the Great Cold Demon Sect?
"Jian'er, cultivate diligently. Even if you survive this tribulation, you will still face many hardships in the future. Throughout history, every great cultivator has endured countless trials. The more perilous the situation, the harder you must cultivate," Gu An said earnestly.

Yang Jian nodded and said, "I will always remember this, and I will strive to cultivate like you."

I wonder how many years it took my master to reach his current level?

Yang Jian thought to himself that it must have taken tens of thousands of years to guess, no, maybe his master had existed for even longer than the Great Cold Demon Sect, and was just playing around in the mortal world.

He believed that his master would not lie to him, and that his master must have endured countless hardships and cultivated diligently to achieve his current level of cultivation.

Gu An continued to educate Yang Jian. Taking on disciples meant giving them lessons from time to time; that's what made it fun.

Yang Jian was unaware of his master's inner thoughts, but he could sense his master's good intentions.

(End of this chapter)