Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses - Chapter 1021 - 1013: Choices
Chapter 1021: Chapter 1013: Choices
After annihilating Dao Ya Venerable, Gu An returned to Central Heaven in high spirits, as it saved him many years of life span accumulation.
Along the way, when he encountered disciples, he would chat and laugh with them for a couple of sentences, letting the disciples feel that he was in a good mood.
After some time, the Celestial Dao Destiny of Central Heaven rose, causing the disciples to speculate that something good had happened in the Celestial Court. Coupled with Gu An’s good mood that day, they discussed among themselves and felt that the Ancestor might have helped the Celestial Court resolve a difficulty.
Jiucang Heavenly Monarch, who stayed at the Daoist Field of the Beginningless, found these remarks quite reasonable.
Being from the Celestial Court, he knew very well what the soaring Celestial Dao Destiny represented.
In previous years, the Celestial Dao Destiny had been declining, indicating a decrease in the number of Immortal Gods, and the faith of all living beings in the Celestial Court was also decreasing. Matters of faith do not rise rapidly in a short period.
Therefore, the sudden rise in Celestial Dao Destiny could only mean one possibility, that the Immortal Gods were inspired, and their faith in the Celestial Court was equally important.
Recalling the divine might that occasionally descended from the heavens in past years, Jiucang Heavenly Monarch was curious as if a cat was scratching at his heart, curious about what kind of great enemy of the Celestial Court Gu An had resolved.
Some other Wushiji Disciples also guessed this, but Gu An did not clarify, only saying that heavenly secrets should not be divulged.
The atmosphere of the Celestial Court influences all heavens and myriad realms. Repelling the Emperor of Heaven Burial made the atmosphere of the Celestial Court no longer tense, and this also made Central Heaven become hopeful and positive again, filled with hope.
The vast majority of Immortal Gods believed that the God Slaughter List would cease, after all, they clearly saw the scene of the Emperor of Heaven Burial being severely wounded by the Celestial Emperor.
Although the threat of the Emperor of Heaven Burial had come to a halt, the chaos’s offensive against the Heavenly Dao remained fierce, and the Heavenly Court Immortals could not rest yet.
The Immortal Gods battled, and all living beings in the Human World experienced cycles of reincarnation.
With the passage of time, the chronicles of history kept turning pages.
As more and more Wushiji Disciples arrived in Central Heaven, Lv Xian began to venture out more frequently, which also encouraged other disciples to go out. Gradually, the name of Wushi began to spread in Central Heaven.
Those disciples who had once chosen to leave Wushi and heard of its name in Central Heaven deeply regretted that if they hadn’t left at that time, they would have stepped into Central Heaven much earlier.
Thus, some disciples inquired about the name of Wushi everywhere and eventually arrived on this continent known as the Pure Land to visit Gu An, kneeling and begging to return to Wushi. Unfortunately, Gu An did not relent, and ultimately, An Zizai drove them away with others.
On the cliff, An Zizai stood shoulder to shoulder with Wu Xie, both gazing into the distance at the departing figures traversing the clouds.
“These people lacked determination back then, and now they pretend to be loyal. It’s disgusting.”
Wu Xie sneered with disdain in his voice, as he recalled facing a choice himself. He endured a long time of torment and ultimately chose to stay.
For this reason, he looked down on those disciples who wanted to turn back. People should be responsible for their choices.
An Zizai, expressionless, said, “Actually, we can’t entirely blame them. They have many ties, and sometimes they simply cannot help themselves.”
Wu Xie snorted, tilted his head towards An Zizai, and asked, “Ancestor, now that I’ve reached the Heaven-Opening Daluo Immortal Realm, which barely counts as attaining the Dao, what do you think I should do to cultivate the Dao from now on?”
He wanted to follow Lv Xian’s example, to go out and save Wushiji disciples in distress, and simultaneously hone his combat experience and grow his reputation.
But he also felt that he wasn’t a second-generation disciple, and leaving might not mean he could return.
An Zizai turned to look at Wu Xie, feeling a sense of sentiment.
Wu Xie had shown extraordinary talent since he was initiated into the Beginningless. Before, he thought Wu Xie would become a calamity for the Beginningless, harboring prejudice against him. Little did he expect that after so many years, Wu Xie could still calm down and remain in the Daoist Field of the Beginningless.
This boy seemed arrogant and high-spirited, but his sense of belonging to the Beginningless was unmatched by other disciples. An Zizai even felt that some second-generation disciples couldn’t compare to him.
The second-generation disciples did not believe in the Beginningless, only followed Gu An, whereas Wu Xie valued everything about the Beginningless more than his own life.
“You have already achieved the Daluo Dao Fruit, you can decide your own matters. Follow your heart, you should have the answer, others’ paths may not suit you.”
An Zizai spoke earnestly, saying. As of now, Wu Xie was regarded as the strongest disciple of Wushiji, at least in the eyes of the Wushiji disciples, and Lv Xian and others would not compete with him for this title.
In fact, Wu Xie indeed possessed strength not inferior to Lv Xian or the Blood Prison Great Saint, with only An Xin and Zui being able to firmly defeat him. The power of the Immortal Emperor’s Eye was overwhelmingly dominant in the same realm.
The Immortal Emperor’s Eye belonged to the power of the Supreme Emperor of Ultimate Merging Dao.
After listening, Wu Xie fell into silence.
He stood on the cliff, contemplating until dusk descended, by which time An Zizai had already left.
From afar, Wu Xie saw Gu An riding a mighty and extraordinary white-haired divine steed across the fields. He suddenly thought of the few conversations he had with his Ancestor, and an impulse arose in his heart.
He took a deep breath, his gaze becoming steadfast.
Meanwhile.
Gu An sat on the back of a young divine steed, holding a book in his hands. Recently, a talented writer had emerged in the mainland’s literary circle, and his literary style reminded Gu An of Profound Celestial Intent.
When Wu Xie came before him, his eyes remained on the book in his hands.
The young divine steed, however, stopped, curiously watching Wu Xie.
Wu Xie felt a bit awkward and asked, “Ancestor, is this steed a divine steed of the Celestial Court? It looks so magnificent, even having the cultivation level of a Heaven-Balancing Golden Immortal. How long has it been cultivating?”
When he first spoke, he felt awkward, but after speaking, he felt his chest open up because he saw the Ancestor show a kind smile.
“Yes, but it was only born recently. Using the Celestial Court’s hours to calculate, it has been born for less than two years.” Gu An gently stroked the steed’s head with one hand, laughing softly.
Born recently?
Wu Xie was stunned. Although somewhat shocked, when he thought about the fact that this divine steed came from the Celestial Court, he felt relieved again.
“Ancestor, I want to fight, but I don’t want to leave the Beginningless. What do you think I should do, should I follow Lv Xian’s example?”
Wu Xie ultimately was impatient, getting straight to the point after just one pleasantry.
Gu An scrutinized him, making him feel guilty and beginning to get nervous.
“Want to fight? That’s easy.” Gu An said indifferently, as if it were a trivial matter.
Wu Xie cautiously asked, “What should I do?”
“In some time, I’ll take you to the Chaos to fight.”
Gu An waved his sleeve and laughed, a gesture full of boldness and grandeur, which excited Wu Xie.
Take?
The Ancestor wanted to fight alongside him?
Wu Xie’s fighting spirit was completely ignited, his whole being became exhilarated.
“Anything else?”
Gu An asked, and Wu Xie suddenly awoke, quickly giving way, as Gu An patted the head of the steed, allowing it to continue forward.
When Gu An walked past him, Wu Xie realized he should offer a salute, and he turned, bowing towards Gu An’s back, his eyes filled with excitement.
“Ancestor, I definitely won’t disappoint you!”
Wu Xie shouted loudly, Gu An did not turn back, only raised his left hand.
