When I Achieved Sainthood, the Immortal Official Actually Called Me to Raise Horses!-Chapter 219: Master!
Chapter 219 Master!
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Egg Jiuxiao fled quickly with An Hao, darting through dozens of intersections before suddenly flying into a vast palace. The immense hall was so large that its length and width were impossible to estimate. Dimly lit, it housed rows of towering stone pillars, each adorned with oil lamps—most of which had long since burned out.
As soon as they entered, An Hao felt an eerie, cold wind rush at him, sending shivers down his spine.
Before he could process the sensation, a terrifying killing intent surged from behind.
A dark red silk ribbon lashed out from the shadows, sweeping past the two before circling ahead, attempting to ensnare them.
Egg Jiuxiao pulled out his Dragon-Slaying Spear and hurled it forward. A deafening dragon's roar echoed as a golden dragon materialized from the spear’s energy, illuminating the entire palace.
The golden dragon clashed fiercely with the dark red silk ribbon, stirring up a violent storm that raged across the hall.
An Hao felt as if he was about to be swept away, barely managing to hold on as Egg Jiuxiao kept a firm grip on him. Even so, he was barely able to endure the force.
Egg Jiuxiao leaped into the air, stepping onto the Dragon-Slaying Spear mid-flight. With a nimble flip, he vaulted over the red ribbon and turned back to look.
The dark red ribbon slithered away like a crimson river, disappearing into the depths of the darkness, its end nowhere in sight.
Suddenly, shadows descended from all directions, rapidly encircling them.
From the front, Qin Xunyin flew in and landed just ten meters away, smiling as he taunted, “Egg Jiuxiao, where do you think you’re running off to?”
Egg Jiuxiao set An Hao down and replied coldly, “Want to kill me? Fine. But let this kid go first.”
“I—” An Hao started, but Egg Jiuxiao raised his hand to stop him.
Qin Xunyin chuckled disdainfully, “Do you think you’re in a position to negotiate?”
As he spoke, another figure appeared beside him—a white-robed elder with a frosty expression, holding a jade lantern.
Egg Jiuxiao tilted his head slightly, his peripheral vision catching another figure behind him—another Scattered Immortal had silently taken position.
“Master…” An Hao murmured through gritted teeth.
Hearing this, a smirk played on Egg Jiuxiao’s lips.
“An Hao, it seems your master can’t hear your call. But mine… should be arriving soon.” Egg Jiuxiao chuckled lightly.
At his words, the expressions of the Seven Star Spirit Realm cultivators shifted subtly.
The white-robed elder beside Egg Jiuxiao instinctively turned to look behind him.
Just then, a chilling voice resounded through the palace, laced with a murderous edge that made everyone feel as if they had plunged into an ice-cold abyss.
“You dare to bully my disciple? Has the Divine Soul Lord given his approval?”
Egg Jiuxiao’s expression twisted into a wild grin. His gaze toward Qin Xunyin was no longer one of fear—it was the gaze of a predator eyeing its prey.
Outside, autumn winds whistled, lifting fallen leaves only to let them settle once more.
Meanwhile, in the Third Medicine Valley, Gu An was sweeping the ground.
Beside him, the Blood Prison Great Saint watched curiously. “Master, there are so many disciples in the valley. Why are you sweeping the floor yourself?”
All around, other disciples were also engaged in the same mundane task. But compared to the vastness of the Medicine Valley, even hundreds of people seemed sparse.
Gu An answered casually, “Sometimes, doing simple things like sweeping lets you connect with the earth. Who knows? Maybe I’ll gain some insights.”
His tone was nonchalant, but to the Blood Prison Great Saint, his words carried deep wisdom.
The great saint began pacing back and forth, trying to sense the ground’s essence.
Gu An, however, turned his gaze toward Divine Anomaly City, where four Roving Immortals had already gathered. Two were from the Seven Star Spirit Realm—one being Egg Jiuxiao’s master, the other, the Nine-Fingered Divine Lord.
The Nine-Fingered Divine Lord was accompanying Chu Jingfeng in search of an Immortal Spirit, while the other three Roving Immortals were already locked in a chaotic battle.
Egg Jiuxiao’s master had slain two Scattered Immortals and more than a dozen Seven Star Spirit Realm disciples, drawing the ire of two opposing Roving Immortals.
The situation was dire. Egg Jiuxiao’s master was already at a disadvantage.
But Gu An remained in no rush to intervene. He would let Egg Jiuxiao’s master fight a while longer—after all, he had to finish sweeping this area.
Moments later, Gu An lifted his gaze toward the west.
Yet another Roving Immortal had arrived.
“What a lively affair.”
He sighed inwardly, though concern flickered in his eyes.
With more Immortal Dao cultivators descending upon this continent, the Three Dynasties Cultivation World teetered on the brink of catastrophe.
He could only hope the storm would pass soon.
In a secluded pocket realm within Divine Anomaly City, yellow sands churned in the howling wind.
In the midst of a desert, An Hao stood in front of Egg Jiuxiao, a faint golden light surrounding him, shielding them from the sandstorm.
Egg Jiuxiao sat cross-legged in meditation, healing his injuries. His gaze, however, was fixed ahead, where deafening booms echoed.
Heat waves, flying leaves, and golden flames intertwined in a chaotic surge. In the far distance, streaks of magical radiance clashed violently, shaking the heavens.
A battle between Roving Immortals—a terrifying spectacle!
An Hao couldn’t even make out their figures. Despite the protective barrier, his body felt like it was on the verge of crumbling to dust. The sensation was unbearable.
Egg Jiuxiao, on the other hand, could barely keep up with the battle. But precisely because he could see it, his face grew darker.
His revered master was losing ground!
And now, he had dragged both An Hao and his master into this mess. His fists clenched tightly.
“D*mn it…”
For the first time, Egg Jiuxiao fully grasped the power of the Seven Star Spirit Realm. In the past, he had mainly roamed within the Starsea Sect Alliance, where even when he encountered Seven Star Realm cultivators, he rarely suffered losses.
Now that he had stepped into their territory, he finally realized the truth—they had never feared him. They had feared the Starsea Sect.
An Hao turned anxiously. “Senior, how’s the battle going?”
Egg Jiuxiao remained silent, his eyes locked ahead.
Seeing his grim expression, An Hao’s heart sank.
“Egg Bei, your disciple must die today. If you insist on dying with him, then prepare to perish together!”
A commanding voice thundered through the air.
Then, a haunting zither melody arose.
Inside the barrier, An Hao’s vision spun. Everything around him swayed as dizziness overtook him.
Egg Jiuxiao took a deep breath and stood up.
An Hao frowned. “Senior, what are you going to do?”
Egg Jiuxiao ignored him and instead raised his voice. “I take full responsibility for my actions! Spare my master, and I will accept death in exchange!”
“Hmph! You don’t get to make demands here!”
An aged voice snapped impatiently.
“Master, I—”
“Shut up!”
A violent roar erupted as the sands churned. From the horizon, streaks of black lightning crackled, ripping the sky apart.
The battle intensified!
The protective formation around An Hao trembled violently. His body wavered as he looked ahead—
And then, through the storm, a silhouette emerged.
A purple-robed man.
His hair was stark white, yet his face showed no signs of aging. His serpentine gaze carried an unshakable chill.
His eyes locked onto Egg Jiuxiao.
“Willing or not, you will die. And your master will follow.”
Egg Jiuxiao’s fury ignited. He longed to charge forward and fight the man three hundred rounds, but he knew—he wasn’t even worth a single strike.
Just then—
A hand landed on the purple-robed man’s shoulder.
And everything stopped.
