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

Chapter 592 Sentiment and Ruthlessness

Ten thousand years have passed, and Xiao Village has indeed changed beyond recognition. It is now Xiao City, the strongest immortal cultivation family in the region. Despite its outstanding status, the descendants of the Xiao family still remember Xiao Lan. A statue of Xiao Lan still stands in the ancestral hall for future generations to worship.

Looking at the excited descendants of the Xiao family, Xiao Lan thought of her own older brothers and sisters, and this newly promoted immortal couldn't help but feel envious.

Her cultivation level was very high, and she lived longer than the Xiao family members, but in reality, she experienced too few hardships. In addition, she spent most of her life in seclusion, so her temperament was still like that of a young girl.

Gu An watched as Xiao Lan was surrounded by her descendants, his face full of smiles.

In her previous life, Ye Lan had longed for such a scene, but unfortunately, she had no family members still alive, let alone descendants.

Xiao Lan stayed in Xiao City for a full month. The entire city knew that the Xiao family patriarch had returned, and even cultivators from other cities and sects came to visit.

During this month, although Gu An was able to see Xiao Lan every day, the time they spent together was not as close as before. It was not that Xiao Lan deliberately ignored him, but rather that the Xiao family was too enthusiastic.

When they left Xiao City, Xiao Lan stood on the clouds, raised her arms high, and laughed loudly: "I have a new goal in the future. I not only want to become the master of the Dao Court, but also help the Xiao family become an evergreen immortal cultivation family!"

She was full of fighting spirit, and she exuded the unique pride of a prodigy.

Gu An thought Xiao Lan's ambition was quite good; it was only natural, just as he would take care of the Tai Xuan Sect.

Gu An was aware of his own problem; although he always said he wouldn't interfere, he couldn't help but take action.

Dragon Soar is the best example.

No matter how profound one's cultivation, an enlightened being will always take care of those close to them.

Gu An suddenly thought of a question.

Is it better for immortals and gods to be compassionate, or to be heartless?
Do the Way of Heaven and the Great Way have any feelings?

Gu An was lost in thought, while Xiao Lan, unaware of his thoughts, continued to express her lofty ambitions, as if shouting them out would allow heaven and earth to witness her determination.

……

In the main hall of the imperial palace of the Taicang Dynasty, civil and military officials stood on both sides, watching a man dressed in magnificent silver armor walk away.

This man was none other than Long Teng. He was dressed in heavy silver armor, which looked as if a silver dragon was wrapped around his body. Two phoenix wings were stuck on his helmet, and his white cloak was fluttering, as if it had a spirit.

On the steps directly in front of him, Li Xuandao, dressed in a dragon robe, looked at Long Teng with a gratified smile on his face.

Yang Jian also stood in the main hall. He was dressed in official robes, unlike a military general. He looked Long Teng up and down and nodded slightly.

Li Yu, who had accompanied Long Teng to the Dao Court, was also there. He looked excited and waved to Long Teng.

Long Teng remained calm as he walked up to the steps, knelt down, and raised his hand to bow to Li Xuandao.

Li Xuandao laughed and said, "Get up. I am very satisfied with your achievements."

Seeing Long Teng stand up, an old minister took out a scroll of imperial edict and began to read it aloud: "General Long Teng, who has swept across the Demon Realm of the Drowned Sea and beheaded the Black Demon Emperor, has shaken the Seven Seas and enhanced the sacred power of our Taicang. He is hereby specially conferred the title of Heavenly Honor General, ranked as a first-rank official, and will forever enjoy the fortune of Taicang. His statue will be cast and he will be included in the Divine General's Palace."

His voice was strong and resonant, echoing throughout the hall and causing the courtiers to discuss it.

Many people found it unbelievable; they knew His Majesty would reward Long Teng handsomely, but they never expected him to receive such treatment.

First rank, almost second only to one person!
The rank of general has only been held by Yang Jian.

Li Xuandao was very pleased with the surprise of his ministers. He wanted to elevate Longteng to its peak and make the name of Longteng known to the world.

Regardless of jealousy or disdain, Longteng will soar to new heights.

Li Xuandao raised his right hand, and a golden token, shaped like a sword, descended from the sky and landed in front of Long Teng.

"From this day forward, you may use this decree to mobilize any army. Seeing this decree is as if seeing the Emperor himself; you may execute first and report later." Li Xuandao's voice rang out, his words like a thunderclap, causing an uproar in the hall, even surprising Yang Jian. Li Yu was stunned, never expecting His Majesty to go to such lengths.

However, when he thought about the relationship between Long Teng and Gu An, he felt it made sense.

Although the Taicang Dynasty is strong, it is far from being able to conquer the world. Only if it can gain the support of the Sword Master Fudao will it have any hope.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Long Teng accepted the order without changing his expression, his words resounding with conviction.

Seeing him accept the order, the officials all felt that the Taicang Dynasty was about to change. In recent years, His Majesty had not only relied on Long Teng, but also promoted other members of the Long family.

With Long Teng being appointed as a General of the Heavenly Glory, the Long family has now officially joined the ranks of the top families in the Taicang Dynasty. Even if their family foundation is stronger, they still have to pay attention to the Long family.

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A gust of wind blew into the hall, causing everyone inside to change their expressions drastically.

Long Teng turned around and looked at him, his eyes narrowing.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him, raising his palm and pushing forward; it was Yang Jian.

As Yang Jian waved his palm, a surge of immense magical power erupted, seemingly colliding with some invisible entity, causing the power to dissipate as mist.

"You slaughtered my demon realm and still want to be powerful? How laughable!"

A cold laugh rang out, and Yang Jian's expression suddenly changed. A powerful demonic force dispersed his magic power and forced him back.

As he backed away, he did not bump into Long Teng. He looked closely, but Long Teng was nowhere to be seen.

Li Xuandao, who was on the dragon throne, was also forced to gather his magical power. Even though he was protected by magical power, he was still so shocked that he stood up.

The courtiers on both sides were thrown to the ground, their cries of agony echoing through the air.

"Emperor Tai Cang, this is a warning to you. Your General Tianyu must die, and I will have my men devour his flesh and blood!"

The cold laugh rang out again, the demonic wind in the hall disappeared, and Yang Jian also vanished from the hall to give chase.

Li Xuandao stood in front of the dragon throne, his brows furrowed, but he did not panic, and there was a strange look in his eyes.

……

Long Teng was bound by an unshakeable demonic power, losing all ability to resist. He couldn't even open his eyes, feeling dizzy and disoriented.

This feeling lasted for a long time before he was finally thrown to the ground.

As the demonic power dissipated from his body, he opened his eyes and found himself lying in a dimly lit underground plaza. This underground plaza was very vast, and in front of him was an altar with a diameter of over a thousand feet. Behind the altar stood a majestic stone statue, which was an unparalleled ferocious demon. The statue alone exuded an immense sense of oppression.

Long Teng turned his head and saw a red rope binding his armor, sealing his magic power and preventing him from standing up.

A figure appeared out of thin air in front of him. It was a monster with an eagle's head and a human body, wearing a loose Taoist robe, and with a tall stature, like a small mountain.

With his back to Long Teng, the demon looked at the stone statue in front of him and said, "Master, I am really furious. I can tolerate the Tai Cang Dynasty's increasingly audacious behavior, but this guy slaughtered my demon soldiers. I must tear him apart with my own hands!"

His tone was full of dissatisfaction.

A weathered voice followed: "What is this person's name? Is he related to that being?"

The eagle-headed demon sneered, "His name is Long Teng. How could he possibly be related to the Sword Master Fudao? Master, you are being too cautious. The Sword Master Fudao left the Heavenly Spirit Great World long ago. If he were still here, the one who would unify the world would not be the Dao Court, but the Tai Xuan Sect or the Tai Cang Dynasty!"

(End of this chapter)