Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses Chapter 395: Chapter 395: Fame Shakes the World! The Apex Ta



The Supre Primordial Great Disk hung high above, much like the highest and supre Dao suspended above all living beings.

The true form of Immortal Lord Qiuxi was drawn into the Supre Primordial Great Disk, so filled with despair and helplessness, devoid of any ans of resistance.

As he disappeared into the Supre Primordial Great Disk, the rumbling of heaven and earth continued unabated, causing the entire Broken Sea Domain to tremble as if the apocalypse had arrived.

Monts later, a prompt appeared before Gu An's eyes:

[You have successfully slain Immortal Lord Qiuxi (Dao Void Mysterious Immortal Realm Level 7) 340,876 years of life span]

Not bad, it saves half a month's labor.

Although Gu An thought this, the look of shock remained on his face, that was his belief, the acting had to be thorough!

The Supre Primordial Great Disk did not vanish imdiately but continued to hang in the sky for the adoration of all beings.

Because the Supre Primordial Great Disk was so imnse, the patterns on it were so clear to all beings, those images seed to record ancient myths, which left the beings in awe.

After a long while.

The wind between heaven and earth began to calm, and a majestic grey fog erged around the Supre Primordial Great Disk, drowning it in splendor, and the sky darkened.

Only then did the beings regain their senses, instantly stirring with excitent.

The oppressive might of Immortal Lord Qiuxi had completely vanished, did this not an that Sword Venerable Fudao had slain him?

Unbelievable!

Immortal Lord Qiuxi had appeared daunting and formidable, like the wrath of the vast heavens, and the Mortal Spirits could only tremble.

Even with Sword Venerable Fudao's intervention, they had expected an earth-shattering great battle, yet it ended with one-sided suppression.

Tyrannical!

Invincible!

Even though they could not see Sword Venerable Fudao in person, this was the impression that the beings ford of Sword Venerable Fudao from witnessing the battle.

The sky gradually brightened, and the dark clouds began to disperse, leaving no trace of the Supre Primordial Great Disk as if it had never appeared.

The Third dicine Valley was abuzz with noise, all disciples were excited.

Gu An briskly approached Ji Xiaoyu and eagerly asked, "With your abilities, can you tell what realm Sword Venerable Fudao is in?"

Ji Xiaoyu looked at him, offering no reply.

Sun and Moon Netherworld Emperor then took a deep breath and said, "His realm is not

sothing you should conjecture, boy, just be your mortal self, and do not involve yourself in great causes!"

Having said that, he vanished into thin air.

Gu An pretended to be astonished but felt secretly thrilled inside.

Yes!

This is the feeling!

Though you look down on , I shall wait for you on the Immortal Path, but whether you can make see you, that's still to be seen!

Gu An turned to Ji Xiaoyu and asked, "Was he unsettled by Sword Venerable Fudao?"

Ji Xiaoyu nodded and said, "Indeed, Sword Venerable Fudao is powerful. I never expected there to be such a Great Cultivator hidden within the Great Heavenly Spirit Land, I even suspect..."

"Suspect what?"

"Nothing, I'm going back to cultivate."

As Ji Xiaoyu turned away and left, Gu An cocked his head, feeling as though she too was provoked.

Gu An chuckled inwardly and then waited in place, feeling Shen Zhen's presence, eager to hear how Shen Zhen would boast about Sword Venerable Fudao.

After 30 minutes, Supre Sect remained noisy, and there were even many disciples kneeling at the Heavenly Repair Platform in worship of the Heaven-Cutting Axe.

Inside the loft.

Gu An had a strange look on his face as he watched Shen Zhen sketch the Supre Primordial Great Disk on paper.

He had a very subtle feeling that soone was spying on his path, and that person was Shen Zhen.

That is to say, Shen Zhen's drawing concealed mysteries.

He also pondered another question, if he could feel Shen Zhen spying, then could the ancient beings depicted in her previous drawings sense her too?

There was a ti before when a drawing suddenly destroyed itself, was that perhaps a warning?

"How about it? Impressive, right?" Shen Zhen saw Gu An silent and proudly asked.

Gu An looked up at her and asked, "Aren't you afraid of displeasing Sword Venerable Fudao?"

Shen Zhen waved her hand and said, "How could that be? Sword Venerable Fudao guards the Supre Sect, and now I too am a disciple of the Supre Sect, he is practically my Martial Master, how could he mind such things? Don't forget the existence of the Heavenly Repair Platform, no one in this world has a broader heart than Sword Venerable Fudao."

Well spoken, I like it!

Gu An then joined in the praises for Sword Venerable Fudao, catching Shen Zhen in the act, who had long admired Sword Venerable Fudao, and today's battle had awakened the fervor hidden deep in her heart.

It was not just them, throughout the various oceans, continents, and islands of the Broken Sea Domain, wherever there were living beings, they were discussing Sword Venerable Fudao. They preferred the na Sword Venerable Fudao over the Holy Court's Holy Sword. Moreover, the title of Holy Sword had been unilaterally announced by the Holy Court, and they had not heard of Sword Venerable Fudao accepting this title.

The commotion at the Broken Sea Domain was great, and even though Gu An tried to contain it, the prior activities of the Autumn Evening Immortal Lord had already spread, causing various sects to start sending people to investigate.

The impact of this battle was far from over; it continued to spread over the following years. The Autumn Evening Immortal Lord was no ordinary being-he was the highest realm-faller of the Immortal Dynasty!

When the news reached the Holy Court, the Holy Minister was greatly pleased.

"Hahaha, do you see? This is why I agreed to him not accepting the Qi Fortune. When I t him, I felt he was extraordinary. Now it seems, he might very well be a Free Immortal!" The Holy Minister stood on the high steps, laughing heartily with great passion.

In the hall stood Holy Gods, Holy Kings, and other beings of the Third Grade Heavenly Position; they were all imnsely shocked.

The Autumn Evening Immortal Lord was an age-old being with unquestioned power, yet he

was easily slain.

"How can you tell he's a Free Immortal? The Divine Thought True Immortal could also kill

the Autumn Evening Immortal."

"Hehe, the key is you couldn't predict, couldn't see how he killed the Autumn Evening

Immortal."

"Yang Xian Emperor must be furious now; I heard the Immortal Dynasty had previously also sent people to woo Sword Venerable Fudao."

"A Free Immortal? Who exactly is this divine personage? If he truly is a Free Immortal, his na must resonate through the ages."

"Could he be from Outside Heaven? But we need not investigate him. It would only push him towards the Immortal Dynasty. From his actions, this person has a compassionate heart for all living beings; befriending him would pose no threat."

The high ranks of the Holy Court discussed fervently, admiring Sword Venerable Fudao, which made the Holy Minister smile even more broadly.

Their previous attempt to woo Sword Venerable Fudao had already caused discontent within

the Holy Court, and with the court being suppressed by the Immortal Dynasty over the years, the Holy Minister felt deeply stifled.

"No, I must make another trip," the Holy Minister thought, his eyes twinkling.

The Immortal Dynasty received the news just as fast. Because a Dao Void Mysterious Immortal from their ranks had died, the Autumn Evening Immortal Lord held a revered position in the Holy Court. His death thoroughly enraged the immortals, making Sword Venerable Fudao the most hated figure among them.

An Hao was also oppressed because of this, but his life was not in danger. Before dealing with Sword Venerable Fudao, he was grounded and couldn't leave the Immortal Dynasty. The deterrent power of slaying a Dao Void Mysterious Immortal was indeed too strong, which prevented the Immortal Dynasty from retaliating imdiately, instead sinking into a strange

silence.

When Gu An and An Xin went to the Mortal World Peak, all the peaks were discussing this

battle.

The na of Sword Venerable Fudao resounded across the world once more, earning the admiration of countless beings. After all, though Sword Venerable Fudao was a Holy Sword of the Holy Court, he had not received the reward of Qi Fortune. Without being under the Holy Court or the Immortal Dynasty, his capability to exhibit his own mighty prowess was truly

awe-inspiring!

Ti flew swiftly.

Three years passed, and the end of the year arrived.

Gu An arrived in Mystic Valley and saw his disciples clearing the snow.

His gaze landed on the mountain beside him where An Shengtian was following Jiang Shi in cultivation, all disciples feeling Jiang Shi's preference for An Shengtian.

Lu Jiujia walked over and laughed, "That kid, like back in the day, truly spares no effort in

teaching his disciples, holding nothing back."

In his view, Jiang Shi did quite well. After all, An Shengtian was a descendant of An Hao. Regardless of An Shengtian's achievents, he was at least forming a good bond with An

Hao.

Gu An nodded and said, "Call them both to my cabin in a while."

With that, he walked toward his own pavilion.

Soon, he arrived inside his house, rubbed his hands together, and then from his sleeves, he

took out a book.

A radiant smile appeared on his face as he muttered, "Xuan Tianyi, Xuan Tianyi, could you write a bit faster? You're really slowing down."

It had been decades since the last volu of Green Hero Travelogue was released, and over

those years, Gu An had been eagerly waiting.

He could have divined the contents of Green Hero Travelogue by divining Xuan Tianyi, but he

had chosen not to. After all, life should have so expectations-otherwise, ti would pass

very quickly.

He sat in a chair and began reading the book.

About 30 minutes later, Jiang Shi brought An Shengtian to Gu An's house. Twenty-year-old An Shengtian had even more of An Hao's deanor; their facial features

were nearly identical, which was probably why Si Yan'er had relented. There had been other

descendants of the An Family asking her, but she had refused them all.

Both of them bowed to Gu An.

An Shengtian curiously looked at Gu An; since entering the valley, this was the first ti Gu An

had summoned him.

Although he didn't think the Nascent Soul Realm was very impressive, Jiang Shi always

ntioned Gu An was no ordinary man, which made him quite curious about Gu An.

Jiang Shi looked at Gu An, his eyes concealing none of his admiration. Thinking back to that majestic scene three years ago, his heart surged with emotion.

What Loose Immortal!

Master must be Sword Venerable Fudao!

No one in the entire Supre Sect knew about Sword Venerable Fudao's hidden identity, yet

Gu An hid his cultivation; it was too coincidental.

"Shengtian, have you felt any discomfort lately?" Gu An asked, his face wearing a gentle

smile.

He had laughed aloud when he first heard the na An Shengtian. This young man wanting to surpass An Hao? How could that be possible!

Not to ntion the talent, Gu An would never allow his proud disciple to be surpassed by a

junior.

No matter how many strong and talented individuals he had seen, An Hao still remained his

proudest disciple in Gu An's heart, even compared to the absolute geniuses in Lu Han and Long Zhan's mories; An Hao lost to no one.

He calculated the days; An Hao was getting closer and closer to the Nirvana Realm. After receiving the Heavenly Dao inheritance in the Holy Court, An Hao's cultivation had

surged like floodwaters through a broken dam, unstoppable in its growth.

"No discomfort, Master. Have you noticed anything?" An Shengtian asked nervously; the

curse of the An Family was still a shadow over his heart.

He also feared suddenly dropping dead.