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

Chapter 944 Heavenly Dao Immortal Manual
In the beautiful valley, Xuanqing Xingjun walked on the grass, his white robes fluttering in the wind, showing his otherworldly elegance.

He walked slowly, curiously observing the scenery along the way.

He walked all the way to the center of the valley and saw a figure sitting cross-legged under an old tree. That figure was none other than the White-haired Immortal Ancestor.

He approached the White-haired Immortal Ancestor, bowed respectfully, and said, "Xuanqing Star Lord pays respects to the Immortal Ancestor."

The White-haired Immortal Ancestor opened his eyes, looked at him, and his gaze was as calm as still water.

Xuanqing Star Lord smiled and said, "Immortal Ancestor, my seventh senior brother often talks about you. Whenever he mentions your journey on the Great Dao, he misses it very much."

The white-haired immortal ancestor remained expressionless and asked, "Back then, when your master accepted you as a disciple, I also attended that grand banquet. I just didn't expect that after so many years, you still haven't grown up."

Upon hearing this, Xuanqing Xingjun's face flashed with embarrassment.

"Ahem, Immortal Ancestor, I am indeed useless, but there is nothing I can do about it. I am not firm enough in my pursuit of cultivation. Compared with cultivation, I care more about other pursuits."

Xuanqing Xingjun coughed lightly and spoke seriously.

The White-haired Immortal Ancestor simply looked at him calmly, without any expression, which made him even more embarrassed.

Xuanqing Xingjun raised his right hand and took out a piece of gold and jade that was thirty centimeters long. There was a thin seam in the middle of the piece of gold and jade, making it look like two pieces of gold and jade were put together.

"This is the Heavenly Dao Immortal Register, bestowed upon me by His Highness Taihao, who hopes that I may find nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine meritorious immortals in the mortal realm."

Xuanqing Xingjun turned his gaze to the white-haired immortal ancestor and said, "Immortal ancestor, you have preached the Dao many times, and your understanding of the Central Heaven is far deeper than that of other immortals and gods. In your opinion, which beings in the world are worthy of being called a meritorious immortal?"

The white-haired immortal ancestor looked at the Heavenly Dao Immortal Book in his hand and slowly said, "What are the standards for a Merit Immortal?"

"He possesses merit and good fortune, and enjoys a widespread holy reputation in the world," said Xuanqing Xingjun earnestly.

The White-Haired Immortal Ancestor remained silent for a moment, then said, "Then you will have to wait. All I can say is that such beings do exist in this world."

Xuanqing Star Lord smiled and said, "Immortal Ancestor, why don't you take charge of the Heavenly Dao Immortal Register?"

"I have no desire to get involved in this karma, so keep your thoughts to yourself."

When the White-haired Immortal Ancestor spoke these words, he exuded an immense pressure, causing Xuanqing Star Lord's smile to freeze.

Xuanqing Xingjun could only force a smile and change the subject. After chatting for a few more minutes, he bowed and took his leave.

After turning around, the smile on Xuanqing Xingjun's face vanished instantly. He felt bitter. The White-haired Immortal Ancestor showed him no respect at all. It seemed that his seventh senior brother had exaggerated their relationship.

"There is an ascendant named Li Ya who is currently the most suitable candidate for the title of Immortal of Merit."

The voice of the White-haired Immortal Ancestor came from behind. Xuanqing Star Lord immediately turned around, his face showing joy. He once again bowed to the White-haired Immortal Ancestor from afar.

Xuanqing Xingjun noted down the name Li Ya and prepared to go out and investigate.

He had to carefully consider every meritorious immortal in the Heavenly Dao Immortal Register, and he couldn't make any mistakes, because it concerned the style of the immortals and gods in the new Heavenly Court.

……

On the mountain peak, Lu Lingjun stood on the edge of a cliff, with the White Spirit Demon Emperor perched on her shoulder. They looked ahead, and following their gaze, one could see undulating mountains ahead, with a huge seven-colored light pearl floating above them.

Compared to this seven-colored pearl, all the surrounding mountains appear small.

Looking around, there were other cultivators on the mountain where Lu Lingjun was located. Not only on this mountain, but on all the distant mountains, there were figures watching the battle.

This is the Origin Vein, where an earth-shattering battle is unfolding within the enormous seven-colored orb. A figure is reflected in Lu Lingjun's pupils; that person moves ceaselessly, casting spells with an imposing aura. Every move possesses world-destroying power, and even with the Origin Seven-Colored Orb separating them, she can still sense the immense power of the two combatants.

"Lu Xian, this name sounds familiar, like I've heard it somewhere before," the White Spirit Demon Emperor murmured to himself, flicking his snake tongue.

Lu Lingjun stared intently, her face expressionless, and said, "Lu Xian was the number one genius of the Tai Xuan Sect at a certain time, and later became a disciple of Wu Shi."

Upon hearing this, the White Spirit Demon Emperor was immediately surprised and said, "It really is him? Even he has come, doesn't that mean that the Primordial Ancestor is also in Zhongtian?"

It immediately perked up, its snake eyes shining.

"Spirit Lord, perhaps the Primordial Ancestor is nearby. You must seize this opportunity!" the White Spirit Demon Emperor said excitedly. It turned its head and looked around, trying to find the Primordial Ancestor's figure.

Lu Lingjun said helplessly, "Even if he were here, what would I say to him? The gap between our levels is too great."

Thinking of Gu An stirred something within her.

She still recalls her life at Tai Xuan Sect, and sometimes she really misses that time, but she doesn't regret it. She has her own path to walk.

As for her relationship with Gu An, she didn't feel any regret. Gu An disliked worldly affairs and stayed in the Tai Xuan Sect for many years, while she couldn't stay in the Tai Xuan Sect forever.

Moreover, in her opinion, if she wanted to truly get along with Gu Anping and others, she had to rely on herself and not think about depending on him.

Before meeting Gu An, she had ascended from the mortal realm to the Heavenly Spirit World on her own. Without that willpower, she would never have met Gu An.

After hearing this, the White Spirit Demon Emperor sighed, "That's right, we can't just reminisce about the past, the gap is indeed too big."

"And don't you think it's a coincidence that we've always managed to escape danger over the years?"

As Lu Lingjun watched the battle, he spoke, which stunned the White Spirit Demon Emperor.

The White Spirit Demon Emperor carefully recalled the past and indeed found it very strange.

In some crises, they clearly couldn't avoid them, but the enemy inexplicably ran away, or went mad.

It has been hundreds of millions of years since they ascended to the heavens. They have gone through countless hardships to get to where they are today. At the time, it felt dangerous, but looking back now, they feel that they actually had it quite easy.

"You mean he's secretly helping me?" the White Spirit Demon Emperor exclaimed in a low voice. It was excited again. If it could establish a relationship with the Primordial Ancestor, it would be an incredible opportunity.

Lu Lingjun did not answer, but her meaning was written on her face.

at this time.

chant—

A high-pitched dragon roar came from the horizon, startling Lu Lingjun and Bai Ling Demon Emperor, who turned their heads to look. Not only them, but all the spectators on the mountains turned their heads to look.

A vast dragon's might enveloped the heavens and earth; the appearance of such pressure at this moment clearly indicated ill intent.

"Battles on the Origin Veins shouldn't be this boring!"

A wild and arrogant voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth. A huge golden dragon head emerged, as large as a mountain, stirring up a terrifying gale that pressed down on the forest.

Standing atop the dragon's head was a man in golden robes. He was tall and straight, wearing a purple crown inlaid with three crimson gems as bright as the sun. His golden robes were covered with red dragon scales. When he appeared, he was like a celestial deity descending to earth, so dazzling and radiant that all the spectators in the world focused their attention on him.

(End of this chapter)