Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses - Chapter 1089 - 1080: Crushing the Sage Lord
Chapter 1089: Chapter 1080: Crushing the Sage Lord
“Mother, I’m back!”
The silhouette running from afar was still quite a distance from the old woman’s house, yet his voice arrived first, full of excitement.
The old woman eyed him, her expression turning emotional, tears welled up in her cloudy eyes as she moved forward, trembling.
Gu An did not turn around, for he knew the visitor was the old woman’s son, the future of this mother and son was evident to him.
The reunion of mother and son, naturally a moving scene, the two embraced and wept, recounting the longing accumulated over the years.
The Great Profound Yin Dominator asked, “Master, this child, could he have a significant background?”
The returning man wore plain clothes, his physique was sturdy, yet his face was unkempt, appearing to have gone through a lot, though he was not even thirty.
Faced with his elderly mother, he couldn’t hold back his emotions, starting to cry loudly.
Gu An chuckled, “His background is indeed noteworthy, he’s also one of those targeting the Heavenly Dao’s Saints, though he hasn’t awakened his Primordial Will yet, he’s not his true self.”
The Great Profound Yin Dominator was stunned, surprised, asking, “What sort of method is this, clearly there’s no Saint’s cause and effect on him.”
He could see through the man’s entire cause and effect at a glance, including past life’s cause and effect, in his eyes, this name “Zhou Qiao” was exceedingly ordinary, mundane in every lifetime.
“Even you can’t detect it, let alone the Heavenly Dao and the Celestial Emperor.”
Gu An’s reply made the Great Profound Yin Dominator feel a shiver down his spine, he couldn’t imagine having a Saint’s reincarnation in his Dao Universe would lead to.
If this Zhou Qiao ascends to immortality, wouldn’t he approach the Celestial Emperor later?
At that time, the Celestial Emperor surely wouldn’t fear Zhou Qiao, only look down on him, pity him.
“Which Saint is so… so powerful?”
The Great Profound Yin Dominator asked, initially wanting to say contemptible, but found it inappropriate, Saints have their own methods, naturally beyond imagination.
He couldn’t help but look towards Gu An, all the Saint’s methods couldn’t escape this man’s eyes; what kind of realm could achieve this?
Following this being, could I also have the chance to surpass a Saint?
The Great Profound Yin Dominator felt a yearning in his heart, he decided he must perform better than the Hongqian Ancestor!
Not to mention surpassing Saints, even surpassing the current middle stage excited him.
While the Great Profound Yin Dominator was lost in thought, the old woman brought Zhou Qiao over and introduced them to each other.
The dialogue of Saints, this pair of mother and son couldn’t hear it at all.
Even with Gu An’s gentle attitude, Zhou Qiao remained cautious towards them.
Zhou Qiao deemed himself worldly-wise, he could tell with a glance that Gu An and his companion were not ordinary, how could such people lower themselves to live in his run-down house and willingly do farm work for his mother?
Impossible?
However, after chatting with Gu An for a while, Zhou Qiao inexplicably took a liking to Gu An, believing he was a good person.
Connections are mysterious things, at least Zhou Qiao believed in them, he managed to survive outside by making many friends.
He roamed the martial world relying on righteousness, which he couldn’t uphold, thus he fled back home in disgrace.
After talking for a while, Zhou Qiao and Gu An began addressing each other as brothers, Zhou Qiao felt, maybe it was just a misperception, that guy called Profound Yin seemed a bit bothered by him.
Nevertheless, he didn’t care much; he could tell Profound Yin was merely Gu An’s servant.
Why bother with a slave lacking freedom?
Hearing his inner voice, the Great Profound Yin Dominator almost laughed in anger.
The Great Profound Yin Dominator didn’t consider getting angry with Zhou Qiao beneath the dignity of a Saint, after all, this wretched fellow was also a Saint.
The old woman saw her son chatting cheerfully with the guests and was reassured; she knew her son hadn’t had it easy these years, but it was hard to bring it up directly, better to let him relax first.
They talked until noon, the old woman invited them for a meal, even bringing out aged wine that had been buried for years.
Gu An and Zhou Qiao exchanged drinks, after two cups, Zhou Qiao began to confide.
His painful stories were nothing more than grievances and claims, Gu An wasn’t concerned as long as he hadn’t committed evil.
If Zhou Qiao hadn’t shown a spirit of chivalry, Gu An wouldn’t have come personally.
BOOM—
A sudden clear-sky thunderclap appeared, interrupting Zhou Qiao’s words; the already tearful old woman was startled and looked up, thinking it might rain.
Yet the celestial vault remained clear, not a sign of rain, not even a cloud.
Seeing no rain, Zhou Qiao continued pouring out his troubles.
The Great Profound Yin Dominator, on the other hand, looked toward the Celestial Court; the Celestial Emperor had returned.
Seeing the Celestial Emperor’s return, the Great Profound Yin Dominator was somewhat moved; this newly ascended Saint was indeed formidable, winning his first encounter with a Saint.
Returning to the Celestial Court, the Celestial Emperor no longer planned, directly starting to cleanse outsiders, eliminating all those pursuing the Luoxu Saint Dao among Immortal Gods and living beings, deliberately leaving a batch of anomalies to intimidate the Heavenly Dao and All Living Beings.
The Great Profound Yin Dominator cast his gaze toward Gu An, curious about how Gu An would catch the Saint Venerable of Punishment?
Would it be like before, simply lifting his sword, and the Saint Venerable of Punishment would fall beneath it?
He felt that Gu An could indeed achieve this, for even when he was not in Chaos, he was drawn in; such power was unimaginable, even Saints couldn’t comprehend it.
Gu An seemed oblivious to the Celestial Emperor’s return, continuing his conversation with Zhou Qiao.
When the dishes cooled, flies began to swarm; such was life in a mountain village with many mosquitoes and insects, Zhou Qiao didn’t finish speaking, waving his hands as he excitedly recounted his tales.
Gu An was kind-hearted and warm, raising his hand to help him.
Smack!
Gu An’s right palm slapped the table, Zhou Qiao, albeit a bit drunk, saw the action and chuckled, “Brother, aren’t you afraid of dirtying your hand? You look like a noble young master.”
The old woman got up to fetch water to help Gu An clean his hand.
Gu An withdrew his hand, wiped it on the Great Profound Yin Dominator beside him, laughing, “Isn’t this fine?”
Witnessing this, Zhou Qiao couldn’t help but give him a thumbs-up, finding him interesting.
The Great Profound Yin Dominator’s body stiffened, not because he resented the fly’s blood but because Gu An hadn’t slapped a fly.
It was the Saint Venerable of Punishment!
At this moment, the Saint Venerable of Punishment, smaller than a fly, lay on the table, surrounded by a pool of blood, the chopsticks and bowls around him appeared enormous to him.
The Saint Venerable of Punishment trembled all over, looking at Gu An in disbelief.
He couldn’t understand what had happened.
He was just preparing to find a place to heal when a terrifying force pressed down, causing his Saint consciousness to lapse momentarily, waking only when the intense pain hit.
He couldn’t move, feeling his flesh rip apart, his soul being pulled, the agony was immense.
“You…”
The Saint Venerable of Punishment wanted to speak, but couldn’t utter a single complete sentence.
Seeing him in such a miserable state, the Great Profound Yin Dominator felt a chill.
In Gu An’s hands, Saints were too weak, completely indistinguishable from mortals.
Now, in comparison, being beheaded and stepped on by Gu An wasn’t humiliation at all.
