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

Chapter 683 The Spirit of a Grandmaster
Xuan Tianyi walked on the streets of the Qiankun Sect, thinking about the Tai Xuan Sect. Although he missed the Tai Xuan Sect, he did not want to go back.

He didn't want to take on too much responsibility; he preferred to live a carefree life.

Even though the Tai Xuan Sect possessed extraordinary opportunities left behind by the Sword Master Fu Dao, he still didn't want to go back.

He had more ambitions than the level of his cultivation.

In his view, living only to live longer would be very boring. He enjoys experiencing the world and interacting with different people. He also likes to write these things down so that someone who is destined to see them can see them, which would make his life worthwhile.

Of course, the reason he was willing to leave Tai Xuan Sect was because Gu An had left. Although Gu An had left, the sword intent that Gu An left behind at the Heaven-Mending Platform was still there, which showed that Gu An still cherished Tai Xuan Sect.

With someone protecting the Tai Xuan Sect, he has no worries about the future.

"Hey, fellow Daoist, you look unfamiliar. Is this your first time here?"

A voice came from the side, interrupting Xuan Tianyi's thoughts. He turned his head and saw a middle-aged cultivator walking towards him.

This man was dressed in an elegant blue robe, with a serious expression and extraordinary bearing.

Xuan Tianyi stopped and waited for him to come up before speaking: "I am Xuan Tianyi. This is indeed my first time visiting the Qiankun Sect. I have heard that your sect is holding a grand event, so I have come to broaden my horizons."

He entered the Qiankun Sect openly and honestly, registered his identity, and handed over his spirit stones, so he wasn't afraid of encountering any trouble.

The middle-aged cultivator said in a low voice, "I have a few books here that can help you better understand the Qiankun Sect. Would you like to read them?"

It turns out it was a book recommendation...

Xuan Tianyi was somewhat disappointed. He couldn't see through the other party's cultivation level and thought he was a great cultivator. Now he realized that this person probably just had some kind of secret treasure and his cultivation level was probably not that high.

"How many spirit stones?" Xuan Tianyi asked.

Having just arrived, he didn't want to cause any trouble. If it wasn't expensive, he would consider it a good deed.

"One hundred high-grade spirit stones," the middle-aged man said earnestly.

"So expensive? Forget it!"

Xuan Tianyi shook his head and refused, then took a detour and left.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man persisted and blocked his way again, which immediately displeased him, and he was about to get angry.

The middle-aged man raised his hand, rubbed his right fingers together to reveal seven books, and Xuan Tianyi was attracted by the titles of the books.

Secret History of Heaven and Earth, Elder's Visit to Xinglou, That Night, That Wind, That Passion...

Just by looking at the title, Xuan Tianyi could feel the author's profound literary achievements. He felt as if he had seen a literary master who could rival him.

You definitely won't regret buying it!

The middle-aged man spoke in a low voice, his tone serious, as if he were imparting a peerless secret manual.

Xuan Tianyi asked, "May I open it and take a look?"

The middle-aged man immediately took out a book and handed it to him. After taking it, he randomly flipped to a page, squinted at it, and was immediately amazed.

"I'll buy it! Anything else?"

Xuan Tianyi raised his eyes and said decisively.

“That’s all, but there will be more in the future. If you’re still around when the new book comes out, I’ll come find you.” The middle-aged man shook his head and replied. His expression remained serious throughout, making it hard to imagine that he would do such a thing.

Xuan Tianyi greatly admired his attitude; what a strong belief he held!
"May I ask your name, fellow Daoist?"

After the transaction was completed, Xuan Tianyi raised his hand in a gesture of respect and asked, his tone full of reverence.

The middle-aged man returned the greeting, then left with a single sentence: "My name is Zhang Chunqiu."

Zhang Chunqiu?
Xuan Tianyi memorized the name and decided to write it into his book. Afterward, Xuan Tianyi lost interest in traveling and quickly found an inn to stay in, carefully savoring his newly acquired treasure.

Meanwhile, the magical duel tournament of the Qiankun Sect officially began.

An Zizai followed An Xin to watch the excitement and received a warm welcome from the higher-ups of the Qiankun Sect. Upon hearing that An Zizai was An Xin's disciple, the higher-ups of the Qiankun Sect looked at him with great enthusiasm.

Before Wushi, he sent Tianhao to the Qiankun Sect, and he was a figure who helped the Qiankun Sect truly become famous throughout the world, which was of profound significance.

An Xin is Wu Shi's eldest disciple. For An Zizai to be accepted as a disciple by her, he must be an extraordinary person.

However, they dared not recruit rashly, but tried their best to please An Zizai.

On the viewing pavilion, Yuan Luo sat in a chair, looking at the pavilion where the elders were gathered. His gaze fell on An Zizai, and his brows furrowed slightly.

He naturally recognized Anxin and respected her greatly. When they were young, Anxin had even given him a magic spell.

He was somewhat displeased by the elders' attitude.

The Qiankun Sect is good in every way, except that it lacks self-confidence and always needs Wushi's help.

The twenty prodigies that Wushi sent before were indeed very strong. Some of them even gave him a headache. However, these people stuck together and did not truly integrate into the Qiankun Sect. Sometimes, he was worried that these people would betray him.

In his view, there is no such thing as eternal giving in this world. Why did Wushi help the Qiankun Sect so much?
If Wushi needs the Qiankun Sect to repay him in the future, how could the Qiankun Sect refuse?

When will you ever become independent if you always rely on others?
The Dao Court is like this; it has too many factions, which always leads to various conflicts and makes it impossible to truly rule the world. Sometimes, a single decision requires internal debate for decades or even centuries, and even the ruler of the Dao Court does not have absolute power.

Yuan Luo noted down An Zizai's face. An Zizai seemed to sense something and turned to look at him.

Their eyes met across the distance, and Yuan Luo quickly looked away.

An Zizai frowned slightly; being stared at by Yuan Luo earlier had made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

“That man’s name is Yuan Luo. He was once the number one genius of our Qiankun Sect. He’s very powerful. I can have him teach you supernatural abilities.” Yi Qingshan looked at An Zizai beside him and said with a smile.

The fact that An Zizai was seated next to the sect leader was a treatment that not only Yuan Luo couldn't help but pay attention to, but many disciples were also discussing An Zizai's background.

An Zizai shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Master, but I have my master and uncles to guide me, so there's no need to trouble you."

These words deeply moved Yi Qingshan and the other senior executives.

So many disciples of the Beginningless One were teaching him?

It seems that Wushi intends to cultivate him as a key talent!
This made the higher-ups even more eager to recruit An Zizai.

They wouldn't question Wushi; they would only think that Anzizai had a bright future and would surely become famous throughout the world.

Lu Xian, Chen Chuan, and An Shengtian are already famous throughout the world; this young man is likely to surpass them.

An Zizai felt uncomfortable with their gazes, so he could only look ahead at the fierce battle.

……

In the dim void, countless meteors floated, and in the distance, nebulae changed shape, creating a beautiful scene.

Fang Xuan, dressed in red, strode forward on his sword, his robes fluttering, displaying the demeanor of an immortal.

Fang Xuan looked ahead, his eyes calm, but his heart was filled with unease.

"I wonder what other like-minded people think of me?"

Fang Xuan came to this void because he sensed the aura of a Primordial Dao Emperor here. Of course, it wasn't the real Primordial Dao Emperor, because the other party's aura was not as good as his, but it wasn't far off.

He has been studying the Primordial Dao Emperor for many years, but now he has encountered a bottleneck and is eager to exchange his insights with others.

(End of this chapter)