Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses-Chapter 607 - 600 Tian Hao Immortal Cultivation
Chapter 607 -600 Tian Hao Immortal Cultivation
The dojo had gained a new little junior brother, and for the disciples who had been diligently cultivating for years, this was an extraordinary event. Everyone went to visit Tian Hao and took turns playing with him.
The one who spent the most time with Tian Hao was the Ghost Mother of Ephemera. Originally, she just wanted to help Gu An share the burden of taking care of Tian Hao, but as she watched this little one grow up, her heart began to stir.
Especially when Tian Hao, at two years old, called out to her as mother, she was stunned on the spot.
This scene was witnessed by Gu An, but he didn’t stop it.
The Ghost Mother had always been on the outskirts of the Daoist Field of the Beginningless, unable to blend in with the other disciples, and her actions over the years had already made Gu An consider her as one of his own. Tian Hao’s presence was a perfect opportunity to break down the barriers between her and the Daoist Field of the Beginningless.
With Tian Hao’s arrival, time within the Daoist Field of the Beginningless seemed to pass even more slowly.
In the blink of an eye, Tian Hao had reached the age of seventeen.
Without any real cultivation, Tian Hao had already achieved the Mahayana Realm Cultivation Level. He only needed to breathe, and his cultivation would surge, much to the envy and stimulation of Lv Xian, Chen Chuan, and others.
Shen Zhen, on the other hand, thought it was normal. Aside from Gu An, she was the only person in the dojo who knew that Tian Hao was an Innate Immortal God.
The Immortal Spirits of the Immortal Dynasty were naturally in the Nirvana Realm at birth, so Innate Immortal Gods should be even more extraordinary.
She even felt that Tian Hao’s growth rate was a bit slow.
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On this day.
Tian Hao arrived at Gu An’s courtyard, and before he could be seen, his voice was heard, “Master! Master! Master!”
An Xin, who was meditating in front of the Artifact Refining Cauldron, turned to look, and became momentarily lost in a daze.
In the sunlight, Tian Hao wore a tight-fitting white robe, embellished with intricate gold thread, which made him appear even more dashing. He had a handsome face, with his hair tied up high, and two strands of hair fluttering in front like willow fluff.
Looking at him, An Xin felt as if she saw An Hao, which stirred a mixture of emotions in her.
Gu An was lounging in a chair, taking a nap. Without opening his eyes, he asked, “What’s all the fuss about? You’re so loud.”
Tian Hao came over with excitement and said, “Master, when I woke up this morning, I discovered I have a new amazing ability!”
Although seventeen-year-old Tian Hao hadn’t completely shed his childishness, his facial features had matured, and he was very handsome.
Before Gu An could speak, the nearby An Xin asked curiously, “What ability?”
Shen Zhen also glanced at Tian Hao. She was the person in the dojo who interacted with Tian Hao the least. As she seldom spoke to him, Tian Hao was a bit afraid of her from a young age, feeling she was not someone to be trifled with.
Tian Hao turned around, raised his right hand, and as he focused on his palm, something gathered there under the watchful eyes of An Xin and Shen Zhen. Strands of golden flames swiftly wrapped around each other, forming a fireball—and within this fireball emitted a light, at first glance, it seemed like a tiny sun.
An Xin and Shen Zhen’s expressions changed, because they could feel that the flames Tian Hao had summoned were not ordinary.
“This fire never extinguishes. I’ve tried it; if I release it, it can float in the air and keep burning,” Tian Hao said with a proud smile.
Although he hadn’t formally started immortal cultivation, he was already aware of its existence.
As for immortal cultivation, he didn’t see it as all that important, because he was getting stronger every moment.
Tian Hao looked toward Gu An, wanting to see his master’s reaction, only to find that the master was still lying on the chair with his eyes closed.
“Master!”
Tian Hao shouted loudly, startling the birds in the forest into flight.
Gu An dug in his ears, rolled over, and stood up. He looked helplessly at Tian Hao, who then raised his hand as if offering a treasure, showing the small sun to his master.
“Is that it?”
Gu An looked disdainful, his tone filled with contempt.
Just as Tian Hao was about to retort, Gu An raised his hand, his palm facing the celestial vault.
In almost an instant, the entire world plunged into crimson, and the temperature between heaven and earth soared.
Tian Hao subconsciously looked up, then his mouth fell open, his face showing an expression of disbelief.
An Xin and Shen Zhen looked up to see a colossal sun occupying the entire celestial vault, with no edges visible in any direction.
Oppressive, awe-inspiring.
It was the first time Tian Hao had witnessed such a spectacular sight. He had lived for seventeen years, all within the Daoist Field of the Beginningless, where no disciples had engaged in combat, so this was truly his first real encounter with the power of the Immortal Dao.
He shuffled his feet, turned around, and looked in all directions, gradually becoming excited, his body starting to tremble.
The corners of Gu An’s mouth lifted, and with a squeeze of his right hand, the blazing sun in the sky suddenly vanished as if it had never been there, but the warmth still felt around him told Tian Hao that what he had just seen was no illusion.
Tian Hao turned to look at Gu An, suddenly exhilarated, and ran to kneel beside him, grasping Gu An’s arm, excitedly saying, “Master, teach me! I want to cultivate as an immortal!”
Having grown up, he naturally understood the difference between a master and a father. Since his master had taken him as a disciple, he would certainly teach him to cultivate.
“Go to the Qiankun Sect for immortal cultivation.”
Gu An raised his hand to touch Tian Hao’s head, speaking with a soft smile.
“The Qiankun Sect?” Tian Hao showed a look of confusion.
Gu An looked toward An Xin. Coming back to her senses, she asked, “Now?”
“Mm, as soon as he asks, we should send him. It’s just right to let her meet him and dispel the regrets in her heart,” said Gu An, then vanished into thin air.
Tian Hao stood there, stunned, then got up and looked toward An Xin.
An Xin calmed her emotions, her face returning to its usual dignity, and she walked toward the courtyard gate. Tian Hao looked at Shen Zhen, intending to greet him, but seeing Shen Zhen’s indifferent gaze, he quickly turned his head away and then quickened his pace to catch up with An Xin.
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Universe, World Gate.
The Celestial Spirit God, exuding endless divine light, opened his eyes, and reflected in his pupils were the figures of Tian Hao and An Xin.
“He’s finally come out. What exactly do you want to do?”
The Celestial Spirit God murmured to himself. Ever since Tian Hao was taken away by An Xin, he had been unable to peek into Tian Hao’s specific circumstances, and it didn’t take much to guess that it had to do with Gu An.
He had originally thought that Gu An would hide Tian Hao away, but he didn’t expect Gu An to let Tian Hao out.
Watching the way Tian Hao questioned An Xin, a sense of feeling emerged in his heart that he couldn’t quite define or articulate.
In truth, he didn’t really care about Tian Hao. The reason he helped Tian Hao become an Innate Immortal God was to give Su Jin a chance at life.
Now it seemed that Gu An wouldn’t harm Su Jin, but his creation of an Innate Immortal God might instead sow the seeds of some disaster.
He had gone through countless reincarnations, and the ones Gu An had led him through were only a small part of it. He had experienced various relationships, had kinship, and his heart had long been calm.
He looked down on Tian Hao coldly, with not a trace of pity in his heart; he just wanted to see what heights his created Innate Immortal Gods would achieve.
Silence reigned in the universe, and he just stared motionlessly at Tian Hao.
Time passed, the length unknown.
The Celestial Spirit God seemed to sense something, and he raised his left hand, from which a golden token flew out, and a voice from within said, “Celestial Spirit God, I didn’t expect you to slack off either. I will be arriving soon. Get ready, at least don’t let me see any trouble.”
