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

Chapter 923 Legend of Zhongtian
Upon hearing Gu An's words, Liu An did not hesitate. He said firmly, "Even without cultivation, I will find a way to take revenge. I have a backup plan somewhere."

"You want to rely on that magic weapon?"

As Gu An's voice drifted out, Liu An's pupils suddenly contracted, and his body trembled involuntarily.

He was truly shocked. How did this senior know that he was hiding a priceless treasure?
Was she trying to trick him?

"No matter what you have to rely on, if you've been talking about it for thousands of years, then you'll have to wait for thousands of years."

Gu An's words came again, causing Liu An to frown and his face to turn ugly.

Liu An raised his hand, wanting to push the door open and enter, but his hands hesitated to land on the door.

Even if he still possessed cultivation, he would not be a match for this senior. If he forcibly offended him, the senior might very well kill him outright.

If he dies, what is the point of revenge?

After struggling for a while, Liu An finally lowered his head and left.

The torrential rain lashed him, and his figure quickly disappeared into the night.

After that night, Liu An never mentioned revenge again. Every day he would come to see Gu An and wait for Gu An to arrange things for him.

Gu An didn't let him idle either, making him chop wood all the time.

Liu An did not refuse and chopped firewood every day. He noticed that even though he chopped so much firewood, no more buildings appeared on the island. He understood that this was a test from his senior.

The senior saved him; it's impossible that he did so just to toy with him.

It was regrettable that he couldn't go back to take revenge, but at least he survived. He didn't blame Gu An for it and always felt awe and gratitude in his heart.

The longer Liu An stayed on the isolated island, the fewer distracting thoughts he had. He gradually found meaning in staying, and even though he had lost all his cultivation, he chose to start over.

And so, a thousand years passed swiftly.

Liu An was still chopping wood. His cultivation had recovered somewhat, but it was still far from its peak.

Gu An spent most of his time in the attic, and he didn't dare to disturb him rashly.

Until this day, a cultivator flew over and landed on the deserted island. Liu An, who was cultivating facing the ocean, stood up and looked at the cultivator.

"You're human? How did you end up alone on this deserted island?"

The cultivator frowned and asked. He looked to be in his thirties, wearing a blue Taoist robe, and had a dignified face. As soon as he frowned, Liu An felt an overwhelming pressure.

A person?

Liu An couldn't see through the other party's cultivation level. His intuition told him that the other party was stronger than anyone he had ever met before. Of course, apart from the seniors on the island, such a powerful being couldn't even detect the senior's presence. How high must the senior's cultivation level be?
"I came from another dimension, severely injured and having lost all my cultivation. I am recuperating on this island," Liu An replied, without revealing Gu An's existence.

Upon hearing this, the Taoist in the green robe suddenly realized and said, "So you are an ascendant. No wonder you are so weak. You are quite lucky to have landed on this island. If you had landed elsewhere, you would have had a hard time surviving."

Ascended!
Liu An grasped the key information and quickly asked, "May I ask, senior, what kind of place is this?"

“This is Zhongtian. I don’t know if you’ve heard, but over the long years, there have always been cultivators from the lower realms who ascend here. Now that the world is not peaceful, it’s a good thing for you to stay on this island,” the green-robed Taoist replied.

Liu An was struck dumb, his eyes widening in shock.

Zhong... Zhongtian!
He had heard of this place from an elder. Legend has it that Zhongtian is the immortal realm that all cultivators pursue throughout their lives. Only by ascending to Zhongtian can one hope to join the ranks of immortals.

That old man's greatest wish was to ascend to heaven.

He actually arrived at Zhongtian; no wonder the spiritual energy of this realm is so abundant. The Taoist in the green robe shook his head slightly, then took out a secret manual, threw it on the beach, leaped up, and transformed into a streak of sword light, disappearing into the horizon.

Liu An snapped out of his daze and picked up the manual.

"The Supreme Qi Absorption Method?"

As Liu An read the words on the cover, he was secretly amazed. The human script in Zhongtian was the same as the one in his world. The two characters "Supreme" made him feel that it was not simple.

His face lit up with joy, as if he had found a treasure, and he turned and walked towards his building.

A thousand years have passed, and after his continuous renovations, his building now has two floors. He usually lives on the second floor, while the first floor is filled with the rare treasures he has collected. Most of them were washed ashore by the sea, and he collected them because he found their materials to be unusual.

Ten thousand years have passed since he turned away.

Ten thousand years later, the Central Heaven was still shrouded in the human race. All things in heaven and earth feared the human race, while the human race was greedy and continued to expand its territory, leaving nothing but slaughter in its wake.

For the first time, the territory of the demon race has been surpassed by the human race, especially since the Supreme Demon God is still searching for powerful demons everywhere.

More and more human cultivators are passing through the Wushi Continent, while the number of demon beings is decreasing. Even the Wushi disciples who cannot leave the continent can feel the severity of the situation.

The arrogance of human cultivators is impossible to hide; they can sense it even when talking to them.

Today, humanity is absolutely convinced that it is the master of heaven and earth.

Gu An stood on the cliff, gazing at the distant city. At that moment, a human cultivator came to the Wushi Dojo to give a lecture. This was the first time such a situation had occurred. Although the Wushi disciples felt awkward, they did not give anything away.

"Even a Primordial Golden Immortal dares to preach the Dao; those disciples are truly tolerant."

Shen Zhen came to Gu An's side and sighed, "Now all the second-generation disciples have become Innate Golden Immortals. Each generation of disciples has outstanding members who have also become Innate Golden Immortals. If you count carefully, there are more than one hundred Innate Golden Immortals in Wushi. This is an astonishing number. Looking at the Three Thousand Great Worlds, it can definitely be considered a powerful force."

"What's wrong with that? Even if you're at the same level, you can still listen to other people's teachings. Everyone walks a different path. If someone is willing to share, that's naturally a good connection."

Gu An chuckled softly. He was in a good mood today and decided to cripple Liu An's cultivation again before starting to teach the boy how to cultivate.

Compared to tens of millions of years, the years Liu An wasted are nothing.

"You said before that the human race would decline at its peak. Is it at its peak now?" Shen Zhen turned to look at Gu An's profile and asked curiously.

Gu An looked up at the sky and said, "I foresee that an earth-shattering battle will soon break out, which will be a turning point for Zhongtian."

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhen's face lit up with anticipation. Could it be that the immortals or gods were about to make a move?
……

It was evening in the courtyard.

"Senior, you..."

Liu An trembled all over, looking at Gu An in pain. Even his most resolute will was filled with resentment at this moment, because Gu An had once again dissipated his cultivation by waving his sleeve.

The Supreme Qi Absorption Method was far more powerful than his previous cultivation techniques. He was very pleased with his progress over ten thousand years of cultivation, but today, it was all in vain.

If Gu An didn't allow him to have cultivation, why didn't he say so earlier?
Why do you have to play tricks on him?

This is a feat that takes ten thousand years to accomplish!
just this!
Liu An clenched his fists, his eyes red as he looked at Gu An.

Gu An sat on the steps, his posture languid. He propped himself up on the floor with his hands and laughed, "Your cultivation technique is too inferior. How about I teach you how to cultivate?"

(End of this chapter)