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

Chapter 404 Heavenly Merit
"Really? Then I'll wait for your help." Jiang Qiong looked at Gu An and said with a smile.

Gu An glanced at her and said, "Wait, your real purpose isn't targeting the Ji family again, is it?"

Jiang Qiong snorted, "With people coming and going, aren't you afraid the Ji family will hear us?"

There were indeed many people coming and going on the street, but there were also quite a few people who spoke more arrogantly than Gu An, so he wasn't afraid at all.

"In the Tai Xuan Sect, who dares to make things difficult for me?" Gu An said arrogantly. Then, he smiled and greeted a person walking towards him.

Looking at the shrewd and charming Gu An, Jiang Qiong couldn't help but laugh.

After Gu An's acquaintances left, Jiang Qiong joked, "Speaking of which, I heard that Sect Leader Lü wants to groom you to be the next sect leader. I used to think he was joking, but now it seems you really have a chance."

Gu An shook his head and said, "Forget it, he hasn't mentioned this for many years."

Since the overseas cultivators have integrated in, Lü Baitian has rarely mentioned the position of sect leader. It's not that he's reluctant to give it up, but rather that he himself is increasingly unable to control his own destiny. The power of the sect leader is being diluted, and besides, letting Gu An become the sect leader would only bring trouble to Gu An.

"Who told you not to work hard in your cultivation?" Jiang Qiong said irritably.

She had noticed Gu An's extraordinary talent more than 600 years ago. Unfortunately, no matter how she tried to persuade him, the boy just stayed in the herb garden, idling around every day, reading idle books, and refusing to work hard to cultivate.

"What do you know? This is also a form of cultivation for me. You'll understand sooner or later that absorbing qi is the most foolish way to cultivate."

"Then I'll wait and see?"

"Don't pretend you've forgotten what I said then."

"You seem to know women quite well."

"There's no way around it. I got a lot of connections because of my face. I've met a lot of women, so I naturally understand."

"I really want to seal you in a coffin for the rest of my life."

The two chatted as they strolled through the streets.

Jiang Qiong's thoughts quickly drifted away.

She did come to ask for the person, but that wasn't her main purpose.

She came here to find the Sword Master Fudao!
……

Night fell in the woods outside the Tai Xuan Gate.

Jiang Qiong stood under the tree, her brows furrowed. A gentle breeze blew her robes, but she felt no cold at all.

She felt very uneasy.

Hundreds of years ago, the Sword Master Fudao granted her the power to control the Ghost Mother of the Ephemeral Flower. With this power, she founded the Gathering Flower Sect and rose from a destitute person to a giant in the cultivation world. Without the Sword Master Fudao, she would not be where she is today. How could she not be nervous in front of the Sword Master Fudao?
Her biggest concern was that she didn't know why the Sword Master Fudao was helping her.

Born into a demonic sect, she didn't believe in absolutely perfect people. Even though the Sword Master Fudao had a name of justice, he also had another side.

She had anticipated many possibilities and was devising ways to deal with them.

click-

The sound of leaves being trampled came from not far away, startling her so much that she turned her head and saw a shadowy figure emerge from the darkness.

The Demonic Shadow Technique of Qianqiu Pavilion!

Jiang Qiong immediately bowed to the Sword Master Fudao.

"What is it?" asked the Sword Master Fudao, his voice hoarse.

Jiang Qiong remembered this voice; it had been heard when the Immortal Lord Qiu Xi attacked.

She took a deep breath and immediately explained why she had come to visit.

The Ephemeral Flower Demon Mother has been captured!
The disciple accompanying her was possessed by a wisp of the other party's soul. When they returned to the Juhua Sect and faced Jiang Qiong, the soul revealed itself. The other party came from the Juling Demon Palace and wanted to use the Ephemeral Flower Ghost Mother to force the Juhua Sect to serve them.

Before Jiang Qiong could agree, the other party made a demand: the Juhua Sect must send 10,000 cultivators under the age of 1,000 to the Juling Demon Palace every year.

The spirit even severely injured a high-ranking member of the Juhua Sect right in front of Jiang Qiong before leaving arrogantly.

Jiang Qiong had no choice but to visit the Sword Master Fudao.

“The Juhua Sect is a righteous sect. How can it allow overseas demonic sects to commit such heinous acts?” Jiang Qiong said in a deep voice.

Looking at her serious expression, Gu An couldn't help but laugh.

Really good at pretending.

Gu An turned around, left a sentence, and walked into the darkness: "I understand. They will not come to bother you again. As for the Ephemeral Flower Demon Mother, she will come back on her own."

Hearing this, Jiang Qiong breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the departing figure of the Sword Master Fudao, she gritted her teeth and asked, "Senior, why did you choose me?"

Asking that question finally dispelled the dark cloud hanging over her heart.

Some things you just have to face!

Having witnessed the divine power of the Sword Master Fudao in suppressing Immortal Lord Qiuxi, she felt that she could never surpass the Sword Master Fudao in this lifetime, so there was no need to wait.

Gu An didn't turn around and continued walking, his voice drifting towards her:
“I am helping you because of my disciple’s request. As for his identity, you don’t need to worry. Don’t you call him the only person you care about in the world?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu An vanished into thin air.

He knew that Jiang Qiong was always worried about this, so he took this opportunity to soothe her worries.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Qiong's beautiful eyes widened, and she froze on the spot.

After a while.

She suddenly laughed and said softly, "You really do have connections in the Tai Xuan Sect."

She didn't hold it against Gu An for deliberately concealing the matter. After all, her life had already been changed because of Gu An, and she owed him everything. What right did she have to complain?
She was mostly pleasantly surprised.

With the guidance of the Sword Master Fudao, Gu An's future will surely surpass hers.

Thinking back to what Gu An said, that Qi absorption cultivation is the most foolish method, perhaps it's true. The Sword Master Fudao had taught him a more profound cultivation method. Jiang Qiong looked up; the bright moon peeking through the leaves was so beautiful, just like her mood.

Meanwhile, Gu An returned to the pavilion in the Third Medicine Valley. His main body and clone switched places, and Ji Xiaoyu downstairs did not notice anything. The Sun and Moon Underworld Emperor could not possibly see through it.

Gu An picked up the destiny-determining pen on the table.

Before Jiang Qiong arrived, he had already deduced the existence of the Spirit-Binding Demon Palace. It was a completely demonic force, and its palace master was a reincarnation of a Heavenly Demon who had awakened his memories. The reason he chose the Tai Cang Continent was to investigate the Sword Master Fu Dao in order to prepare for the future invasion of the Heavenly Spirit Great World by the Heavenly Demon.

The entire Demon Palace of Spirit Binding is filled with people of heinous crimes.

Killing them is a way of eliminating harm for all living beings!

Gu An began to write the four characters "Spirit-Binding Demon Palace" in mid-air with his brush, and then used the Mantra of Immortality to determine their life or death.

All those who obtain the fortune of the Demon Palace of Spirit Binding will be reduced to ashes!
The master of the Spirit-Binding Demon Palace is a wondrous immortal with profound magic. Further down the line, its power is similar to that of the Star Sea Cult, but its number of members is far less than that of the Star Sea Cult.

As Gu An placed the Destiny-Changing Brush on the table, a series of prompts appeared before his eyes:

You have successfully seized 709 years of lifespan from Yin Jie Zhenren (seventh level of the Loose Immortal Realm).

You have successfully seized 2171 years of Lin Gexuan's lifespan (Second Floor of Wonderland).

You have successfully seized 624 years of Yang Fu's (Nirvana Realm Level 8) lifespan.

……

Gu An looked at the prompts expressionlessly.

The Spirit-Binding Demon Palace, which filled Jiang Qiong with despair, was as insignificant as the ashes on the table before him.

However, as more and more clues appeared, Gu An sensed a special kind of fortune approaching him. He felt a sense of affinity for this fortune and instinctively wanted to accept it, but he restrained himself.

This is Heaven's reward to him; those who slay the most sinful will receive this kind of fortune.

To be precise, this is not luck, but just like luck, it is invisible and intangible.

Merit!

Gu An suddenly realized something.

The idea of ​​accumulating merit has long been rumored among the people, and it turns out it's not just an empty saying; Heaven is indeed watching what people do.

Unlike the Great Cold Demon Sect, the Soul-Binding Demon Palace has committed far greater sins. The Great Cold Demon Sect can wash away most of its sins with the help of the Holy Court's fortune, while the Soul-Binding Demon Palace does not rely on the Holy Court and acts recklessly. The weight of its sins is rarely seen in the world.

The Heavenly Merit gained from destroying the Demon Palace of Spirit Binding is immense; as long as Gu An accepts it in his heart, it will rush towards him.

Gu An did not accept the merits from Heaven; he decided to keep his distance from Heaven.

Finally, all the prompts came down.

He gained nearly 700 million years of lifespan in one go!

It's still faster to gain lifespan by killing!
At this moment, Gu An even had an impulse to eradicate all demonic forces in the world, but he held back when he thought of Long Zhan's fate.

No matter how he tried to convince himself, he was acting out of personal desire. The more people he killed, the greater the impact would be, so he couldn't act recklessly.

Gu An brought up his attribute panel and saw that his lifespan had reached more than 2.9 billion years. His Dao heart calmed down.

If we save for a few more years, we can break through!
He has no worries about the passing years, but he must keep growing stronger in order to avoid the arrival of an insurmountable enemy.

The moon sets and the sun rises.

The next day at noon, Ji Xiaoyu came to find Gu An.

"The disciples of the Juhua Sect have been released," Ji Xiaoyu said, staring at Gu An.

Gu An put down the book in his hand, looked up and smiled, "Thank you."

"What is your relationship with the Sect Master of the Gathering Flower Sect?"

When asked, Gu An did not hide anything and gave a brief account of how he met Jiang Qiong.

"She provided me with a lot of help in the early stages of my cultivation. Without her guidance, I wouldn't be where I am today," Gu An said earnestly.

Ji Xiaoyu asked, "Anything else?"

Gu An asked in surprise, "Besides what? What else do you want to ask?"

Ji Xiaoyu was about to say something, but her eyes changed, and she said, "Forget it, my life is predetermined. I can't achieve immortality. You have so many women who treat you well. Even if I return to my original form, I can rest easy in this life."

"What you're saying is unreliable. You are you, and your soul remains unchanged. Don't worry," Gu An comforted her.

Ji Xiaoyu shook her head and said, "You don't understand this feeling."

After that, she turned and left.

Looking at her, Gu An couldn't help but think of the Third Miss from her previous life.

He suddenly felt a pang of regret.

Perhaps due to his childhood experiences, he had an inexplicable feeling towards the Third Miss, a mixture of gratitude and perhaps even romantic feelings.

Perhaps Ji Xiaoyu is right; at least in this life, she and the Third Miss seem to be two different people.

So, by that calculation, he and the Third Miss had not yet seen each other one last time.

Perhaps the Third Miss never imagined him before she died.

Gu An shook his head, inwardly cursing himself for being pretentious. He picked up the "Qingxia Travelogue" and began to cultivate his mind.

It had to be Xuan Tianyi; his unrestrained writing style influenced Gu An and helped him reduce his meaningless worries on many occasions.

The deceased are gone; cherish those who are alive, for life must go on!
As Gu An was thinking this, he was soon drawn in by a story set on a deserted island.

(End of this chapter)