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

Chapter 536 The Divine Calamity
In the dark void, a shimmering river flows silently, its source and end nowhere to be seen.

This is the River of Swords, located within the Great Dao Space. Here, there are no stars, no world, only endless darkness, and it is the only light in that darkness.

The river of swordsmanship is vast and boundless, exuding an ancient and eternal aura.

On a certain section of the Sword Path River, two figures were fighting. Their figures intertwined, and their sword energy crisscrossed. Their sword energy was incredibly powerful, but when it fell into the vast Sword Path River, it couldn't even cause a ripple.

As the camera zooms in, looking from behind the two, the river of swordsmanship appears as a vast ocean, stretching as far as the eye can see, no matter which direction you look.

The two sword energies, carrying an overwhelming power capable of shattering heaven and earth, collided, causing the two to retreat simultaneously, creating a distance of tens of thousands of miles between them.

One of them, dressed in a blue robe and holding a wooden sword, gazed at his opponent in the distance, narrowed his eyes, and said, "Such a light sword. You come from the Canglan Sword Domain?"

Another swordsman was dressed in white, holding a slender black sword in his hand. The blade shimmered with light, as if water were flowing over it.

Faced with his opponent's question, the white-robed swordsman sneered, "Your sword has a fighting spirit. I didn't expect that there would be people in the War Court who specialize in the way of the sword. I thought the War Court was full of obsessive madmen."

The blue-robed swordsman replied, "Even if we continue fighting, there will be no clear winner."

The white-robed swordsman remained silent, his eyes filled with displeasure.

In the Canglan Sword Domain, although his swordsmanship was not the strongest, he was still considered invincible among those of the same realm. Even when he first entered a new major realm, he could still sweep through opponents.

But today, he has encountered an adversary, and one that comes from the War Court, which he despises.

It was frustrating that even a powerful force like Zhan Ting could produce a sword genius that he couldn't defeat.

The blue-robed swordsman was about to speak when he suddenly turned his head to look. Not only him, but the white-robed swordsman also glanced at him.

The two looked in the same direction and saw streams of sword energy surging out from the River of Swords, condensing into a figure on the surface of the river.

Upon seeing this figure, both sword cultivators frowned simultaneously, a sense of unease rising in their hearts.

Gu An, who was far away in front of Wanjian Mountain, also saw this figure. He could not deduce the cause and effect, which meant that this person's cultivation was very high.

Under Gu An's watchful gaze, the mysterious man slew two Xuan Yuan Zizai Immortals with a single sword strike, then turned and walked into the River of Sword Dao, disappearing from sight.

Although he couldn't see through the other party's cause and effect, he could sense that the other party was using the Sacred Heart Sword Dao.

Speaking of which, even the God Emperor of Annihilation couldn't resist the Sacred Heart Sword Dao. Just how attractive is the Sacred Heart Sword Dao?
Although Gu An can control the Sacred Heart Sword Dao, he can only borrow its power and cannot separate it from the long river of swordsmanship. He can allow others to cultivate the Sacred Heart Sword Dao, or he can refuse.

However, before he merged with Yang Xian's memories, some people had already begun to cultivate the Sacred Heart Sword Path, and he had no intention of ruining their future.

Gu An withdrew his gaze and remained standing in the same spot.

for a long time.

Chen Chuan came to Gu An's side and said, "Master, I've hit a bottleneck."

Gu An said softly, "The time is not yet ripe."

Chen Chuan was stunned. He scratched his head and said awkwardly, "Master, I haven't said anything yet."

"The hardest part of cultivating immortality is enduring the years. Enduring loneliness and inner turmoil is even harder than breaking through to a higher realm," Gu An said casually. After speaking, he turned and left.

Chen Chuan followed in his footsteps and said, "I heard the disciples of the Qiankun Sect discussing a person named Li Ya, who wields the Nine Absolute Sacred Heart Sword. Is the Nine Absolute Sacred Heart Sword the sword that I wanted to obtain thousands of years ago?"

With his current level of cultivation, he can gain insight into the Qiankun Sect without leaving the Wushi Dao Temple.

Unable to leave the dojo, the Qiankun Sect became his channel for understanding the outside world, and so did everyone else in the dojo.

Apart from Shen Zhen, An Xin, Blood Prison Great Sage, and White Spirit Rat, no one else was allowed to leave the dojo. No one dared to object to Gu An's differential treatment, because they all knew that these people would follow Gu An for eternity, while they themselves did not have such a firm will. Gu An's insistence on keeping them was also in the hope that they could accumulate strength.

"Ah."

Gu An responded. After thousands of years, Chen Chuan finally wanted to go out and see the world. He wanted to investigate the cause of his parents' death and was also curious about the world.

He felt that his sword should be drawn to show the world his power.

Seeing Gu An's cold attitude, Chen Chuan didn't know what to say.

Gu An stopped and pointed a finger at Chen Chuan's forehead. Chen Chuan didn't have time to react and froze, completely stunned.

Gu An then continued his journey back.

after awhile.

Chen Chuan woke up with a start, immediately drenched in sweat and panting heavily.

He truly felt the sword might of those two sword cultivators on the River of Swords, and even saw how they died.

At first, he admired the figures of the two sword cultivators, but then they were killed by a mysterious being with a single sword strike.

Chen Chuan's pride was extinguished, and he could understand his master's good intentions.

"I'm not strong enough yet, so the time isn't right..." Chen Chuan muttered to himself, his eyes gradually hardening.

……

Night falls.

Gu An was reading in his study, the candlelight illuminating his face. There was another person reading at the table, that was Shen Zhen.

Shen Zhen was also free and didn't like cultivating qi. She would read whatever books Gu An read, and the two would often discuss them. Gu An also liked to discuss with her.

The two were brought together by books. Gu An loved reading the same books, and they even wrote books for each other.

Gu An was engrossed in watching when he suddenly heard the voices of the divine spirits.

Just then, Shen Zhen also looked up. She looked at Gu An and said excitedly, "This plot is great. First, they fight over a blood feud in the rainy night. Then, when the male lead is seriously injured, they get entangled with him to settle their regrets. Finally, she kills him amidst her complex emotions!"

Gu An rolled her eyes at her and said, "Can you please stop reading this kind of messy books?"

He put down the book he was holding, then took the book that Shen Zhen was holding and began to study it carefully.

Shen Zhen laughed, and then pulled a book out of the bookshelf next to her.

"Master, please save him! I feel like he's going to die, and I'll die too!"

The voice of a mystical being echoed in Gu An's mind, its tone urgent.

It refers to the Lord of the Mystic Realm, the source of power for the Mystic City.

Gu An was annoyed by what he heard, so he replied in his mind: "With me here, even if he dies, you won't die."

Upon hearing this, the divine spirit was overjoyed, thanked him, and then dared not bother Gu An any further.

Since entering the Hengtian Golden Immortal Realm, Gu An's sense of cause and effect has reached a new level. Two thousand years ago, he heard Zhang Buku's cries, but he wanted to use this calamity to help Zhang Buku become stronger, so he never intervened.

When the time comes, he will naturally make his move.

After the mystical spirits quieted down, Gu An's thoughts drifted away.

He thought of Zhang Chunqiu, his senior brother when he first entered the Tai Xuan Sect.

The memory of Zhang Chunqiu reprimanding him and Meng Lang seems like a distant memory.

"Senior brother, your son will eventually go to reincarnation to find you. I look forward to the day when we can meet again." Gu An thought to himself with a smile.

A figure appeared in his pupils—a gaunt, ghost-like monk.

Buddhas and immortals!

Since Zhang Bukui couldn't deal with the Buddha and Immortal, Gu An, as his uncle, naturally had to stand up for him.

It just so happens that the Buddha Immortal and the God Emperor of Nirvana have a very good relationship.

(End of this chapter)