When I Achieved Sainthood, the Immortal Official Actually Called Me to Raise Horses!-Chapter 252: The influence of Fudao Sword Master!
Chapter 252 The influence of Fudao Sword Master!
For the Third Medicine Valley, the presence of the Nine-Fingered Divine Lord was merely a minor episode, having no impact on its daily affairs. On the other hand, Yang’s status continued to rise, and the other disciples began showing him respect.
If Yang's apprenticeship under Gu An was initially thought to be due to Gu An’s favoritism, then the fact that even the Nine-Fingered Divine Lord favored him proved that Yang was a true genius—one whose brilliance was simply imperceptible to the eyes of ordinary mortals.
The next morning, Gu An rode the Blood Prison Great Sage toward Horizon Valley. In the coming month, all the Medicine Valleys would be entering harvest season, something he was eagerly anticipating.
Time swiftly passed, and summer neared its end.
Suddenly, a piece of news shook the entire cultivation world, sweeping through the Taixuan Sect like a violent storm. It was abrupt and unexpected.
Gu An had just returned to Xuan Valley when he overheard disciples discussing it.
Early that morning, a cultivator had flown over Xuan Valley, announcing a shocking event that had shaken the world!
The Demonic Cataclysm originated from the Holy Land—the Seven Star Spirit Realm. The Sword Sovereign of the Righteous Path descended upon the realm, slaying demons and cleansing evil, restoring the sanctity of the Holy Land!
The implications of this were massive. Even errand disciples at the lowest levels of the cultivation world were passionately discussing it.
Seeing Gu An return, Lu Jiu Jia immediately approached him to relay the news.
“I knew it! So the Demonic Cataclysm was actually orchestrated by the Holy Land in secret! That explains why they never intervened before…” Lu Jiu Jia said angrily.
The scandal of the Seven Star Spirit Realm reminded him of the injustices he had once suffered in the Taixuan Sect.
Was there no truly pure and righteous path in this world?
Gu An listened attentively. When Lu Jiu Jia began praising the Sword Sovereign of the Righteous Path as an unrivaled force, he finally smiled and joined in agreement, appearing as if he, too, was an admirer.
After chatting for a while, Gu An made his way to the Outer Sect City. Having visited Nianchu Cave Dwelling the previous night, he hadn’t brought the Blood Prison Great Sage along.
As he flew toward the city, he noticed numerous disciples along the way.
A hundred years ago, it was rare to see disciples outside the Outer Sect. This alone was proof of the Taixuan Sect’s growing strength.
Upon arriving at the Outer Sect City, Gu An was met with a deafening uproar. The entire city was abuzz with excitement, with almost every conversation revolving around one name—the Sword Sovereign of the Righteous Path.
Gu An made his way to the Heavenly Mending Platform, where an even larger crowd had gathered. However, this time, disciples from the Law Enforcement Hall were stationed at the platform’s perimeter, forbidding anyone from stepping onto it—even Di Xie had been forced to leave.
Looking toward the Heaven-Splitting Axe, Gu An saw it surrounded by layers upon layers of people. Ji Hantian and members of the Gu Zong were present as well, while Zuo Yijian, the axe’s guardian, had been pushed to the edge, looking visibly displeased.
Among the gathered figures, Gu An sensed several familiar auras—talents he had previously saved from the Seven Star Spirit Realm.
They were kneeling before the Heaven-Splitting Axe, accompanied by Scattered Immortals, fervently presenting their proposals to reshape the Seven Star Spirit Realm.
Their sincerity was undeniable.
Although the Seven Star Spirit Realm held deep foundations, merely eradicating its higher-ups wasn’t enough to dissolve it completely. However, if the remaining individuals could rebuild it into something beneficial for all beings, it would be a worthy cause.
Gu An’s gaze shifted toward Di Xie.
The son of the Demon Emperor had now fully integrated into the Taixuan Sect, even rising to its upper ranks.
Sensing Gu An’s stare, Di Xie turned to meet his gaze, nodding in acknowledgment—a simple gesture of greeting.
Gu An nodded back, though inwardly, he felt a twinge of sentiment.
The two of them had grown distant.
But he wasn’t upset or disappointed. Some people simply drift apart—not out of disdain, but because time and distance had made conversations harder to start.
Gu An didn’t bother approaching. Instead, he turned and left.
Besides Di Xie, he had many other friends in the Outer Sect City. Most of them were drinking buddies, but drinking buddies were still friends—what better company to chat, drink, and enjoy an afternoon together?
More than just the Taixuan Sect, the entire cultivation world was raving about this.
The Sword Sovereign of the Righteous Path single-handedly stormed the Seven Star Spirit Realm, slaying its immortals with a single sword strike. What unparalleled might!
This battle had cemented the Sword Sovereign’s status beyond question. His sheer strength overshadowed even discussions about the crimes of the Seven Star Spirit Realm.
Hearing of their atrocities, most cultivators would simply curse in anger but remain largely unaffected. Such events were nothing new in the cultivation world. The only difference was that the Seven Star Spirit Realm’s crimes were on a grander scale.
But the Sword Sovereign of the Righteous Path was different.
Every move he made sent shockwaves through the cultivation world. Just when people thought they had overestimated him, he would accomplish something even more earth-shattering.
One man wiping out an entire Holy Land—how absurd was that?
Cultivation was not mere martial arts. The higher one’s cultivation, the harder it was to face multiple opponents of the same level, let alone single-handedly challenge an entire Holy Land harboring immortals.
Over the next few days, Ye Lan, Zhen Qin, Shen Zhen, Gu Yu, Zuo Lin, Wu Jue, and others visited Gu An to discuss the event. Everyone was thrilled—Shen Zhen was even tempted to write a book about the Sword Sovereign of the Righteous Path, though Gu An quickly stopped her. He feared she might inadvertently offend him!
Despite hearing countless praises about the Sword Sovereign, Gu An never tired of it.
As the initial excitement settled, discussions shifted to the Sword Sovereign’s character.
Despite eradicating the Seven Star Spirit Realm’s upper echelons, he still gave the realm a chance to reform. This… this was the true embodiment of an immortal!
To be powerful yet reckless—that is demonic.
To be powerful yet remain righteous, to care for all beings—that is divine!
With the cultivation world idolizing him, countless imitators emerged—some adopting his name, others mimicking his methods.
One thing was certain: the Sword Sovereign of the Righteous Path was shaping the future of the cultivation world through his actions.
That day, Gu An arrived at the Mountain God Dao Temple in the Northern Sea Mountain Range.
Inside, Xuanmiao Zhenren was chatting with three other cultivators who had stopped by for rest.
As the four discussed the Sword Sovereign, Xuanmiao Zhenren—who rarely left the temple—was utterly stunned.
The Seven Star Spirit Realm… That colossal entity, one even the ancestors of the Three Pure Mountains dared not provoke, was nearly wiped out by the Sword Sovereign?
As the story came from the mouths of surviving Seven Star Spirit Realm cultivators, even intricate details were revealed, further proving the Sword Sovereign’s strength.
It was said that he had slain seven immortals with a single sword strike—without even using spells or divine abilities. Not even the Seven Star Mirror, an Immortal Dao Supreme Treasure, could withstand his sword!
To Xuanmiao Zhenren, it felt like listening to a mythical tale.
Could the Sword Sovereign be even stronger than the Mountain God?
No… both were unfathomably powerful. Perhaps they even knew each other…
With this thought lingering, Gu An stepped away and wandered to the Northern Sea’s edge.
Beneath the vast lake, an Immortal King’s Crown lay buried—untouched by anyone.
At the time, he had deemed it too dangerous and left it there. But now, after handling Divine Anomaly City and the Seven Star Mirror, he felt confident in uncovering its secrets.
Raising his hand, he summoned it.
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The lake rippled as the Immortal King’s Crown and a short flute capable of summoning the Thirteen Fiends of the Nine Nether Path flew into his grasp.
Just as he began examining the crown, a cultivator descended beside him.
“Daoist friend, may I ask which sect you hail from?”
Gu An cast Lifespan Perception on him.
【Guo Guhong (Core Formation Stage, Level 8): 373/500/950】
A fairly average cultivator.
But if this were 130 years ago, such a figure would have been an untouchable powerhouse in Gu An’s eyes.
“I am from Gu Hao Sect. What does fellow Daoist need?”
Before he could answer, Guo Guhong suddenly lunged at him, claws aiming straight for his heart!
