Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses-Chapter 824 - 816 The Future

Chapter 824 -816 The Future

“I will not see him.”

Gu An replied while placing a piece on the board.

The cultivation level of Son of Heaven Ji Yan in this life was not enough to pique his interest. If his original cultivation level were restored, he might consider meeting him.

It’s not that Gu An uses cultivation level as a standard for meetings, but rather that after the reincarnation of Son of Heaven Ji Yan, his memories have not fully returned. Only when his cultivation is restored as before can he become his true self.

Meeting the real Son of Heaven Ji Yan might not be bad; perhaps he could trace back to uncover more about the cause and effect concerning the Celestial Emperor.

But the current Son of Heaven Ji Yan has no value in Gu An’s eyes.

An Zizai, upon hearing this, asked no further questions. Since Gu An did not wish to see him, he had his own strategy to handle the situation.

He then turned the conversation to Zhuang Xian. Zhuang Xian has now become a flagship figure of Wushi, traveling the world, relieving suffering, and asking for nothing in return. His chivalry and reputation spread far and wide. Surely, his fame as great as Son of Heaven Ji Yan and Su Ling’s is owed to his own divine skills.

The Supreme Dao Mixed Yuan Plate was personally passed down by the Ancestor Master Wushi, renowned across the world, sweeping through the same realm.

This has led many Wushiji disciples to inquire about this divine skill within the Beginningless, wanting to cultivate it, but alas, few within the Beginningless know it. To cultivate it, one must first obtain the master’s verbal consent.

As they chatted, An Zizai found himself unable to continue because he felt pressure in the game.

Though he knew he couldn’t surpass his ancestor in skill, he still harbored expectations each time, hoping to amaze the ancestor.

Thus, the Mountain Viewing Pavilion fell into silence.

A stick of incense later, An Zizai left, lost in thought.

Gu An stood up and turned to look at the great waterfall beside him, within his pupils reflected a silhouette.

It was a young boy.

Indeed, Su Han’s reincarnation, just ten years old, the grandson of Su Ling.

Gu An originally intended for Su Han to be Su Ling’s son, but Su Ling didn’t marry until he grew strong, and after marriage, he wandered the world. He didn’t wish for Su Han to grow up without a father’s companionship, so he waited.

Now Su Ling has become the Alliance Hierarch of the Heavenly Spirit Dao Alliance, with the Su family rooted there, allowing Su Han to grow up steadily.

Back then, after Su Han transferred his cultivation using the Destiny-Defying Divine Skill to Zhen Qin, his body was preserved by Gu An. Once Gu An’s cultivation grew powerful, finding his soul wasn’t difficult, even if it had scattered, Gu An could cross over to retrieve it.

Unless all his causes and effects were erased, to achieve that, one must first cultivate the Daluo Dao Fruit.

Gu An watched as Su Han of this life was practicing swordsmanship, reminiscent of the years when Su Han cultivated the Heaven-Hating Divine Sword passed down from his father.

He silently guided the cause and effect, leading Zhen Qin, who happened to be wandering within the Heavenly Spirit Dao Alliance, towards the Su Mansion, creating a chance for them to meet.

In this lifetime, Zhen Qin would become a guide on Su Han’s cultivation path. She would see in Su Han a resemblance to her senior brother and gradually release her obsessions by mentoring Su Han.

The reason for not directly telling her the truth is that Gu An predicted that if he did so, Zhen Qin would spare no effort in indulging and cultivating Su Han, causing him to stray again.

What Zhen Qin needed to do was forgive herself and let go of the past.

Su Han needed to start a whole new life. They could intersect, but not overlap.

Once Zhen Qin truly moved on, Gu An would reveal Su Han’s true identity, or let Su Han regain memories of his past life. Letting things run their course would be the best outcome for both.

Gu An turned his gaze towards the future, a very distant future.

With more and more Wushiji disciples becoming stronger, it would eventually be difficult to maintain the current low profile.

Whether turning towards good or evil, they could no longer stay low-key.

He even foresaw many calamities for the Wushi, including internal chaos and external threats.

It was impossible for every Wushiji disciple to be a good person; inevitably, one will become an evil person, and internal unity will eventually falter.

Flourishing to the extreme must decline; this is an eternal truth, just like the heavens and earth, overly prosperous, will also usher in the cataclysm of all beings fighting.

One day, Wushiji disciples will venture out independently, and Gu An will only keep a few to accompany him.

That is a future far distant, and even though Gu An has glimpsed it, he remains neither sad nor indignant. He is at peace because he can already see through the destiny of all things.

He’s just considering that everything in the world seems ever-changing, yet in reality, there is a shared order that persists.

Becoming a Saint, does it mean breaking free from this order?

No, it should be more powerful than breaking free.

To set the order, to create the rules!

Gu An had an insight, but this level of insight was far from being a Saint.

He suddenly thought of the lifespan inheriting function he activated, which could allow him to lecture at an already obliterated Enlightenment Seeker Dojo.

Since ancient times, many cultivators must have sought the Saint realm; otherwise, the legend of becoming a Saint would not have been left behind.

However, accessing such dojos is difficult. He cannot control it; he can only decide how much lifespan to invest.

When his lifespan increases, he might invest a trillion years to test the waters.

Gu An retracted his gaze and walked out of the pavilion. freeweɓnovel.cøm

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Above the vast, magnificent sea of clouds, two figures strode on golden light, racing forward; they were Zhang Buku and Xu You.

Zhang Buku looked around curiously and asked, “Is this the legendary Celestial Extreme Nine Heavens? The spiritual energy is indeed abundant, but why does it seem lifeless?”

Xu You flew alongside him, smiling, “Hidden beneath the sea of clouds are many divine beasts. Should they leap out, they would certainly startle you.”

Zhang Buku looked at him and asked, “How are you so familiar with the Celestial Extreme Nine Heavens? What connection do you have with this place?”

“My master cultivates in this realm.”

Xu You replied, and a slight change crossed his gaze.

Zhang Buku remained silent. When Xuanyuan Human Venerable was about to fall, Xu You had led him away from the Celestial Calming God’s celestial army, taking them to meet an Immortal Monarch, thus escaping the causes and effects of the contest for the title of Son of Heaven, which greatly astounded him.

Although Xuanyuan Human Venerable ultimately turned the tide, he too, through that Immortal Monarch, found a more promising path to ascend to immortality.

After cultivating in the Immortal Monarch’s palace for a long time, Xu You brought Zhang Buku to the Celestial Extreme Nine Heavens.

“You’ve always been curious about my background; now I can tell you.”

Xu You looked ahead, speaking calmly, causing Zhang Buku to gaze towards him.

“I was also once a Son of Heaven, yet through reincarnation, I shed my status as Son of Heaven and became a Mortal Spirit.”

Xu You’s words shocked Zhang Buku, but he quickly accepted it.

Xu You knew so much about the Celestial Court, there must be a connection, and his status was higher than a Celestial God. As the Son of Heaven, it made sense.

“Unlike the Great Immortal Divine Yuan and Xuanyuan Human Venerable, I never received my father’s favor. Perhaps he never even remembered me; even when I violated the Celestial Rules, he did not personally question me. Although it seemed I had left the Celestial Court and gained freedom, in truth, the Celestial Court simply didn’t care about me.”

Xu You spoke with a self-mocking tone, his eyes full of desolation.

Zhang Buku remained silent. He could not empathize with such feelings because his father loved him dearly; albeit he left him early on, yet in his heart, paternal love was the greatest.