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

Chapter 678 The appearance of an old friend
"What chance?"

Jiang Qiong's eyes lit up, and she asked curiously. She believed that Gu An would not lie to her, so she had already begun to look forward to the future of the Juhua Sect.

Gu An said, “There are three thousand Great Daos. Besides Qi Absorption and Immortal Cultivation, there are many other aids. I have an opportunity called Hunyuan Dao Emperor. If you become Hunyuan Dao Emperor, no one in the same realm can rival you. You will comprehend the Dao more easily than other cultivators. Of course, becoming Hunyuan Dao Emperor is not so easy. I can only give you a chance. Whether you succeed depends on your efforts and fortune.”

"The Primordial Dao Emperor?"

Jiang Qiong became excited upon hearing the name.

Just hearing her name makes her seem very impressive.

Gu An waved his sleeve, and a gentle breeze brushed against Jiang Qiong's face, causing her to momentarily lose consciousness and drift into the main road.

When the Primordial Dao Emperor was first established, it needed not only time to become stronger, but also to have those who sought to comprehend the Dao. The more people who comprehended it, the stronger it became.

Fortune, by its very nature, needs to be spread. Every living being possesses the creation of the Great Dao, which cannot be perceived by the living being itself. However, when they move towards something, the creation will approach that goal, forming an invisible and intangible fortune.

The more beings that pursue the Primordial Dao Emperor, the faster the Primordial Dao Emperor's fortune grows.

This process will also help Gu An's cultivation. Of course, he can also pass on his power to all cultivators through the Hunyuan Dao Emperor, complementing each other.

While Jiang Qiong was immersed in the wonders of the Primordial Dao Emperor, Gu An began to drink.

He decided to conceal the fact that he had created the Primordial Dao Emperor, and he would not tell even his own disciples the truth.

Jiang Qiong is just the beginning. Gu An will ensure that everyone he cares about becomes a Hunyuan Dao Emperor. Of course, if someone doesn't want to become a Hunyuan Dao Emperor, he won't force them.

But he felt that no one could refuse to become the Primordial Dao Emperor.

Just as the Great Dao Emperor attracts people, cultivators find it hard to resist extra power that can enhance their strength.

In the years that followed, Gu An passed on the fortune of the Primordial Dao Emperor to his disciples and old friends, saying only that the Primordial Dao Emperor was a different rank of fortune from that of the Great Dao Emperor. As he had guessed, no one refused to become the Primordial Dao Emperor.

When facing Li Ya and Wu Jue, Gu An did not appear in person, but instead gave them the opportunity to become Hunyuan Dao Emperors by chance. This made the two extremely happy. They both thought they had encountered the greatest opportunity in the world, because through the fortune of the Hunyuan Dao Emperor, they felt the vastness of the Great Dao, and even felt that their souls had transcended the Great Thousand Worlds.

To truly become a Primordial Dao Emperor, one must reach the stage of soul projection, which requires cultivators to resonate with the Great Dao. This is a very high level of attainment, and Gu An will not help them in this process.

If the Primordial Dao Emperor is chosen by his own will, then the Primordial Dao Emperor could not possibly surpass the Great Dao Emperor.

……

The path of the Great Dao lies in a void.

A man in red robes and with white hair was walking forward on a sword. He had a handsome face and a tall and straight posture, like an immortal lord soaring through the void.

His name was Fang Xuan, and he was a free and unfettered immortal in the heavens.

Suddenly, his face turned pale, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his chest, his face showing pain.

"Damn it, I've survived the Heavenly Spirit Great World for only a few hundred thousand years, and now I'm going to die on the path of the Great Dao? Heavens, you really love to play tricks on me..."

Fang Xuan thought bitterly that not long ago, he encountered two prodigies vying for the title of Great Dao Emperor in a fierce battle. Because he stayed to watch the show, he was ambushed by one of them and suffered misfortune and unbearable pain.

He finally reached the level of Luo Tian Zi Zai Xian, and he also wanted to become the Great Dao Emperor, but he was about to die before he could even embark on the path to becoming an emperor.

He was filled with confusion. He couldn't help but think of the battle between Zhan Ting and Fu Dao Sword Master back then. He thought that he was fortunate enough to survive Fu Dao Sword Master's attack.

In retrospect, he really was just lucky.

On the path of the Great Dao, his talent was not outstanding enough, and he was even defeated by the Great Dao Emperor contenders of the Xuan Yuan Free Immortal Realm.

Looking back on his life, he was a famous genius in the War Court since childhood, but he never did anything to be proud of. He kept failing. In the past, he could comfort himself by saying that it was just bad luck, but now?
Fang Xuan's eyes gradually dimmed, his internal magic power surged chaotically, and various painful memories that he did not want to recall surfaced before his eyes.

He flew towards a meteorite ahead. After landing, ignoring the flying sword, he staggered to a mountain wall, sat down against it, and tried to meditate and circulate his internal energy.

"puff--"

A mouthful of black blood spurted from his mouth, splashing onto the ground and turning into scorching black smoke before dissipating.

He wasn't just spitting out blood, but also his own cultivation, fragments of his Dao fruit.

His spiritual attainment is crumbling.

Fang Xuan was too weak to circulate his internal energy. He leaned against the mountain wall and lowered his head. He looked so weak at this moment, but such a sight was not uncommon on the path of the Great Dao. He himself thought of the dead people he had seen before.

He had warned himself to be careful and never follow in the footsteps of those people.

Unexpectedly...

It turns out that destiny had been unfolding all along.

Fang Xuan's lips curled up into a self-deprecating smile.

Sudden.

A light appeared before his eyes, attracting his attention. He subconsciously looked up and saw a light at the end of the cliff ahead.

For some reason, he had an urge to see the light clearly.

Since I'm going to die anyway, I can't be so pathetic before I die!

If I'm going to die, I'll die standing up!
Fang Xuan took a deep breath, forced himself to stand up, and walked forward shakily.

He was only a few dozen feet away from the edge of the cliff, but it felt like he had walked a lifetime.

When he reached the edge of the cliff, his chin was covered in black blood, and he looked extremely miserable.

Reaching the edge of the cliff, he finally saw what was in the light: a silver crystal, like a fragment of some creation, radiating light as it spun.

"This is……"

Fang Xuan muttered to himself, and when he saw the silver crystal clearly, his mental state actually recovered somewhat.

He inexplicably raised his hand to touch the silver crystal.

When his fingertips touched the silver crystal, a burst of intense light erupted, instantly engulfing him.

……

Tai Xuan Sect, the Third Medicine Valley.

Under an old tree, Gu An, who had transformed into a middle-aged cultivator, was playing chess with the Nine-Fingered Divine Lord.

Although he left the Tai Xuan Sect for hundreds of thousands of years, the sword intent associated with him on the Patching Heaven Platform has not yet dissipated, and many people still come to pursue the Sword Venerable Fudao. Emperor Tianhong once came here.

The Tai Xuan Sect may not be a top-tier sect in the world, but it is extremely famous.

Gu An's expression changed slightly. He put down the chess piece in his hand, somewhat surprised.

"I never expected this person to have such good fortune..."

Gu An sensed that someone had stepped onto the path of the Primordial Dao Emperor, the path of the Primordial Dao Emperor. This person had some karmic connection with him, as he was a Zhan Ting cultivator whom Gu An had spared years ago.

The path of the Great Dao is complex, especially when it involves the destiny of a Primordial Dao Emperor. Gu An couldn't predict who would become the Primordial Dao Emperor in the future, so he was surprised by Fang Xuan's success.

It's truly a twist of fate; this can be considered turning enemies into friends.

Sitting opposite Gu An, the Nine-Fingered Divine Lord looked at the chessboard with a furrowed brow. He would occasionally glance at Gu An and then back at the chessboard, deep in thought.

for a long time.

Nine-Fingered Divine Lord looked up at Gu An and said, "Fellow Daoist, you remind me of an old friend."

Gu An asked with a smile, "Who?"

Nine-Fingered Divine Lord stood up, walked to the side, turned his back to Gu An, stroked his beard and sighed, "That was a person who disappeared for nearly 400,000 years. His chess skills were second only to mine. I saw his chess style in you."

Gu An glanced at the chessboard, secretly feeling disdain.

Is this an attempt to end the game while taking the opportunity?

(End of this chapter)