Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses Chapter 913 - 905 Daoist Momentum

Faced with Hong Yi’s palm strike, Gu An was indifferent, and just as Hong Yi struck, her expression changed, for her palm stopped before Gu An, unable to advance.

Her palm was less than ten centiters from Gu An’s chest, yet this short distance felt immovable to her.

Hong Yi withdrew her palm and looked at her own hand, then at Gu An, a puzzled expression crossing her face.

"Is this a divine skill? But why do I not sense your mana?" Hong Yi asked.

Having followed Gu An in cultivation for a million years, she had mastered many divine skills, but this was her first ti confronting Gu An directly, having never even sparred before.

Gu An smiled, "Your perception is quite good indeed, but this is not a divine skill. It is a kind of Daoist montum, and once your realm is high enough, you can cultivate such montum."

The so-called Daoist montum is a unique ability of a saint, impervious to all evils, indestructible by any law. No matter how much effort a non-saint exerts, they cannot harm a saint.

Hearing this, Hong Yi nodded slightly, her expectations for cultivation growing even stronger.

At the very least, she wanted to push Gu An to exert his full strength.

Gu An raised his hand and brushed it over the surface of a water cistern, a flash of light appeared on the water’s surface, followed by a reflection of a battle scene inside. One combatant had achieved transformation, a man in black fighting a heaven and earth fierce beast resembling a Suan Ni, shaking the very mountains.

"I’ve taught you enough; now, you must cultivate the path of battle."

Gu An said, not angry at Hong Yi’s surprise attack; instead, he felt gratified. For tens of thousands of years, he had encouraged her to attack him, but she never had the fighting spirit. Later, he promised she could strike him anyti.

After waiting for tens of thousands of years, Hong Yi’s attack signified her nascent sense of competitiveness, vital for her growth.

Sooner or later, she would leave Gu An and venture into the heavenly dao alone.

And that day would not be far off.

Hong Yi intently watched the battle, observing the two beings in the cistern image displaying divine skills, her eyes flashing with interest.

In the following days, Gu An taught Hong Yi the path of battle.

Hong Yi’s comprehension was incredibly high, and with Gu An’s guidance, her understanding of battle deepened. Gu An would mold clay figures of equal realm to spar with her, and her fighting ability advanced rapidly.

Returning to the Daoist Field of the Beginningless, Gu An began harvesting dicinal herbs.

Now, he exclusively harvested herbs within the Daoist Field of the Beginningless, saving much trouble.

Gu An had also moved the Hidden Spirit Palace to the underground of this field, a profound subterranean sea, while the Deep Sea Dragon Carp had established a Dragon Palace in the Celestial Spirit Great World, considered his graduation.

Upon arriving in Central Heaven, Gu An severed many ties, but this was a necessary path. More than regret, he looked forward to a new future.

After harvesting the herbs, Gu An headed towards the Mountain of No End.

Along the way, he encountered woodcutters, fishern, farrs, and even martial artists and building laborers—it was as if all Wushiji disciples were rehearsing mundane life.

Their cultivation levels were not low, and they could sense the increasingly powerful aura outside the dojo, always feeling that their forefather might release the outside beings any mont.

Seeing Gu An, they rely glanced without saluting, as Gu An had instructed beforehand.

If everyone saluted him when they saw him, that would definitely lead to exposure.

Returning to the courtyard on the Mountain of No End, Shen Zhen turned to look at him and asked, "Is there soone outside for you? You’ve been acting strangely for the past hundred thousand years."

Gu An stopped, looked at her, and asked, "What did you see?"

Shen Zhen cultivated the path of cause and effect. For her to say such a thing, she must have seen sothing.

"I see a woman cultivating with a man whose cause and effect is hidden; it should be you," Shen Zhen said, her eyes on Gu An, with a hint of anticipation.

What she anticipated was not the woman but her ability to deduce Gu An’s figure.

Gu An smiled, praising, "You’ve been making great progress in cultivation recently, to discover my whereabouts."

This pleased Shen Zhen greatly; she feigned modesty, coughing lightly.

Gu An also thought it amusing. Though Shen Zhen’s comprehension of the path of cause and effect was strong, it couldn’t anticipate a saint’s cause and effect. Her success was due to his deliberate actions.

Gu An had deeper intentions besides motivating Shen Zhen.

"By the way, who is that woman? What is her na? I cannot fully discern her cause and effect," Shen Zhen asked curiously.

The fact that Gu An personally guided her ant she must have a significant background.

Gu An did not conceal it, explaining Hong Yi’s general background. As for her great destiny from the Great Dao, he did not ntion it.

"Hong Yi, born as a Taiqing Golden Immortal..."

Shen Zhen appeared in a daze.

She had achieved the realm of an Innate Golden Immortal, but the heaven-balancing Golden Immortal remained far off. Currently, not one had erged in the beginningless. Comparing herself to Hong Yi, born surpassing the heaven-balancing Golden Immortal, it was inevitably shocking.

No wonder Gu An personally taught her...

If Shen Zhen had the qualification to take Hong Yi as a disciple, she would surely do the sa.

"She and I are not master and disciple yet; I’m rely guiding her into the dao. Her future does not belong to the beginningless. Currently, only you know her relationship with . Keep it to yourself," Gu An said seriously.

Shen Zhen felt awkward upon hearing this.

He doesn’t want Xiao Lan to know, but doesn’t care how I feel knowing?

While she thought so, she replied, "Rest assured, I won’t tell anyone. Hearing you say this, I’m also looking forward to her future achievents."

Gu An laughed, finding her candid thoughts interesting.

They chatted briefly before Gu An returned to his room to be alone, while Shen Zhen ditated before the Artifact Refining Cauldron, seeing nothing but Hong Yi’s cultivating figure.

...

Celestial Court, Palace of the Polestar.

The palace was bright, shrouded in clouds and mist. Its edges seed to have no palace walls, allowing views of the blue sky and even the stars.

A man dressed in a golden robe, the Heavenly Emperor, stood atop the grand hall, his gaze fixed on the figure sitting atop the supre Dragon Throne.

This was a man in a golden patterned white robe, emblazoned with a golden dragon, wearing a curtain pearl emperor crown, his face indifferent, eyes golden. He lay lazily against the chair back, two true golden dragons crouched on his shoulders, one napping, the other raising its head, scrutinizing the Heavenly Emperor.

Even without movent, he exuded an air of dominance over all of creation, as if the phrase "one alone is supre" was invented for him.

He was the Lord of Heaven, the supre entity within the heavenly dao—the Celestial Emperor!

The Celestial Emperor gazed down at the Heavenly Emperor, his cold eyes inscrutable.

Under the Celestial Emperor’s scrutiny, the Heavenly Emperor t his gaze calmly, unflinching, even confrontational.

"You have lost your cultivation level."

The Celestial Emperor’s words left the Heavenly Emperor’s expression changed, eyes briefly flickering with terror.