Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses - Chapter 1022: 1014: An Old Friend Visits

Chapter 1022: Chapter 1014: An Old Friend Visits

The news of Wu Xie wanting to follow Gu An into battle spread quickly. Many second-generation disciples approached Gu An, hoping to join, but he refused them all, saying he’d find another chance later.

Gu An wasn’t bothered by Wu Xie spreading the news; juniors tend to have a bit of vanity, and the news circulated only within the Beginningless.

Time flew by.

A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.

When Wu Xie grew impatient from waiting, Gu An finally sent him a message, asking him to come to the Mountain of No End.

Wu Xie rarely visited the Mountain of No End, not due to lack of qualification but lacking a reason. His relationship with the second-generation disciples wasn’t close, so he seldom disturbed them.

He arrived outside the courtyard, not daring to step in, waiting at his spot.

From inside the courtyard, Shen Zhen looked at him and said, “If anyone guides you towards other powers, don’t be fooled.”

Wu Xie felt puzzled upon hearing this. He’d heard Shen Zhen was skilled in deducing cause and effect, so he didn’t doubt him, instead thinking about the upcoming battle.

He solemnly nodded to Shen Zhen, then raised his hand in salute.

He was about to speak when Gu An’s door opened.

Today, Gu An wore pristine white clothing, sunlight casting on him, making Wu Xie admit that the ancestor was truly a true immortal.

Within the Beginningless, there were many disciples with outstanding appearances; Wu Xie was also a handsome man, but anyone standing next to the ancestor would lose their brilliance and become insignificant.

Gu An walked out of the courtyard, passing beside him, and said, “Let’s go.”

Wu Xie immediately stepped into stride with Gu An.

The two walked into the woods, while Wu Xie’s mind was already drifting to the chaos; he couldn’t wait to battle.

In the Daoist Field of the Beginningless, he had sparred with others many times but never exerted full strength. He wanted to know how powerful he truly was.

He also wanted to know what it felt like to fight to exhaustion.

Gu An, however, wasn’t in a hurry, leisurely walking ahead.

He wasn’t walking fast, and Wu Xie estimated that at this speed, it might take three or four hours to reach the mountain’s foot.

Is it necessary?

Wu Xie knew the ancestor enjoyed a slow-paced life, but this was too slow.

Despite grumbling internally, Wu Xie didn’t dare voice it; after all, the journey had just begun.

He couldn’t let the ancestor look down on him!

Wu Xie invigorated himself; after waiting for a hundred years, what was another day or two?

Just then, Wu Xie’s surroundings changed abruptly; a bright light appeared ahead, engulfing the world in his eyes, causing him to squint instinctively.

Before the bright light dissipated, he heard a noise, getting louder and louder.

The strong light in front began to fade, revealing a starry sky filled with flames, capturing Wu Xie’s attention.

“This is…”

Wu Xie was shocked; they were just on the Mountain of No End, so how had they suddenly arrived in the Outer Heaven?

He felt no spatial changes; the ancestor’s divine skills were astonishing to him.

Wait, could this not be the Outer Heaven but further into chaos?

Wu Xie’s excitement surged; he directly took out his Dao Treasure, ready to fight.

At that moment, Wu Xie felt a layer of warm energy appear on his skin, causing him to instinctively lower his head—a silver armor emerged on him.

He wasn’t the only one; Gu An, walking ahead, also bore silver armor, his aura becoming exceptionally divine.

“Celestial God’s armor?”

Wu Xie instantly understood, making him admire the ancestor even more—they had entered the battlefield and donned the Immortal Gods’ armor, truly immersive.

A figure appeared ahead—a woman clad in armor, with a white demon snake as majestic as a dragon standing beside her.

“This is no joke; these guys are endless!”

The voice of the White Spirit Demon Emperor came from ahead, its tone seemingly despairing.

The woman was naturally Lu Lingjun.

Lu Lingjun stopped in the void, restoring her mana and saying, “It can’t be infinite; now it’s all about willpower.”

At that moment, the bright light in Wu Xie’s eyes completely dissipated, revealing the entire chaos battlefield—he looked around, seeing celestial gods everywhere, countless terrifying evil demons, with divine skills crashing into each other, shaking the void.

Scorching breath rushed towards Wu Xie, giving him a sense of reality.

Gu An walked forward, speaking with a smile, “It surely can’t be endless; they’ll all be defeated eventually.”

Hearing his voice, Lu Lingjun and the White Spirit Demon Emperor quickly turned to look at him, their faces lighting up with joy when they saw Gu An’s true form.

“Why have you returned?”

“Where did you go earlier?”

Both the woman and the demon asked in unison. After previously fighting side by side, Gu An suddenly disappeared, and none of the other celestial gods noticed, leaving them amazed by Gu An’s skills and puzzled by his intentions.

“Let’s fight first; now’s not the time for nostalgia.”

Gu An said with a smile, raising his right hand to condense a long spear.

Seeing they knew each other left Wu Xie curious, but he refrained from asking more, as evil demons were already coming for him.

A battle more thrilling and dangerous than he imagined was upon him!

…

As dusk fell.

Gu An and Wu Xie walked along the mountain ridge, Gu An’s armor dissipating to reveal his white attire, his face smiling, mood in high spirits.

This battle granted him a massive life span gain; he couldn’t help but hum a tune.

Wu Xie followed behind, his silver armor remained unshed, covered in bloodstains, some deep crimson, others black-purple, interlacing, a shocking sight.

His helmet was gone, hair disheveled, eyes vacant, walking with staggering steps as if he might collapse at any time.

Even as a Heaven-Opening Daluo Immortal, this battle left him completely exhausted.

The Chaos Evil Demons had a plethora of tricks, including divine skills that mentally tormented him; even after the battle, he was still occasionally hallucinating.

His Daluo Dao Fruit was drained, unable to generate mana, needing time to recuperate, waiting for the cause and effect to dissipate to recover.

Gu An didn’t help him recover, letting him fully experience the feeling of battling through chaos.

An Zizai suddenly appeared ahead; seeing Wu Xie’s condition, his brows furrowed, and he saluted Gu An.

“Ancestor, is he alright?” An Zizai asked.

“He’ll be fine, give it some time.”

Gu An responded casually, though he had been helping Wu Xie all along; without his intervention, Wu Xie would have been torn apart by the Miao Zhen Daluo Immortal.

“Where did you go? What enemies did you encounter?” An Zizai asked curiously.

“Ask him when he wakes up.”

Gu An didn’t stop walking, passing An Zizai.

An Zizai wasn’t disappointed, following up, “Ancestor, an old acquaintance has come to seek you. Shen Zhen knows him too; he’s waiting for you at the Mountain of No End, claiming to share a great opportunity with you.”

Speaking of this, An Zizai’s expression was quite peculiar.

In his view, the person was merely ignorant; the ancestor had already become a Heavenly Monarch—what greater opportunity could there be?

“Indeed, an old friend hasn’t been seen in a long time.”

Gu An sighed but didn’t quicken his pace.