Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses

Chapter 857: Chapter 849: The Patriarch’s Approval

Gu An arranged for Su Han to lead the disciples to the Path of the Great Dao, not with any special intention, but simply because many disciples wanted to go, so he decided to fulfill their wish.

He couldn’t let all the disciples stay within the Beginningless forever; a cultivation lacking freedom has no meaning.

Of course, Gu An’s change in mindset was still due to his own cultivation level’s improvement, and his concerns were becoming less.

Over the years, although his cultivation level hasn’t changed significantly, his understanding of the Supreme Emperor of Ultimate Merging Dao has deepened, and he is even pursuing the Saint Realm.

The closer he gets to the Saint Realm, the deeper his insights become.

These insights also include thoughts on how to conduct oneself.

Deliberately not doing something actually lacks authenticity, acting with spontaneity is the true self.

The peaceful life continues, even though the affairs of the world are constantly changing, they don’t affect Gu An.

Millions of years later, Su Han, together with over a hundred Wushiji disciples, stepped into the Ten Thousand Realms Gate, heading towards the Path of the Great Dao, including Wu Xie.

And this year, the Unbeaten Emperor Ancestor sent a descendant to cultivate within the Beginningless; this child was also his chosen candidate for ascension to immortality. He not only wanted this child to become an Immortal God but also hoped this child would possess the identity of a Wushiji disciple. Gu An did not refuse.

The Unbeaten Emperor Ancestor has branches in the Celestial Spirit Great World. Although they do not stir the winds and clouds of the world, once their foundation unfolds, it will surely be astonishing. Gu An agreed because this Emperor Clan behaved very discreetly, which satisfied him.

For Gu An, this matter was merely a minor incident, not disturbing his life pace; he let Jiang Shi teach that emperor clan descendant.

Eight million years later.

Su Han returned with that group of disciples; no one had fallen, and Wu Xie once again became the focus. He was like the Emperor Xuan, possessing the destiny of both the Great Dao Emperor and the Primordial Dao Emperor.

The day after he returned, Wu Xie went to visit An Zizai.

An Zizai had constructed a pavilion on a high peak, situated on the mountainside, providing a view of thousands of miles.

“Master Ancestor, I’ve returned!”

Wu Xie, already a Heaven-Encompassing Free Immortal, stood in front of the table, looking at An Zizai, smiling with high spirits.

An Zizai scrutinized him, while he faced it openly.

Although the young man still carried immense arrogance, An Zizai could feel that he hadn’t changed much from millions of years ago.

“Tell me about your experiences these years.”

An Zizai said, simultaneously gesturing for Wu Xie to sit down.

He was secretly shocked, for it hadn’t been long since Wu Xie’s cultivation level had caught up with him; though he still had confidence in subduing Wu Xie, Wu Xie’s rapid growth made him somewhat uneasy.

If Wu Xie truly became a threat and he couldn’t contain him, wouldn’t it cause trouble for the Master Ancestor?

Wu Xie was unaware of An Zizai’s thoughts, and after sitting down, he began to speak incessantly about his years of experience.

Quickly, An Zizai too was drawn in by his experiences.

To become a Great Dao Emperor, one must engage in battles on the Emperor Road, competing with Dao Seekers of the same realm. The Great Dao Destiny would guide him to find opponents, and amidst battles, he would reflect upon the myriad heavens, cultivating the path of the Primordial Dao Emperor. In the eight million years, he and other Wushiji disciples experienced many things together, including grudges and emotions. He even recounted a portion of his marriage.

“The woman from the Taiyi Great World indeed moved my heart, but I won’t forget my original intention, so I chose to defeat her, not only ending her Emperor Road but also severing my bond with her. I don’t want to go to the Taiyi Great World; I belong to the Beginningless, all my accomplishments should be rewarded to the Beginningless, not taken away by others on the road.”

When saying this, Wu Xie’s face was full of determination, as if trying hard to convince himself.

An Zizai had no comment on this matter because he too once severed this type of emotion.

He had already surpassed the Mortal Spirit, not driven by instinctive desires, ordinary emotions seldom moved him.

Wu Xie looked up at An Zizai, and smiled, saying: “Actually, I was able to achieve the Great Dao Emperor thanks to the fellow disciples; if it weren’t for them desperately protecting me every time I got injured, I would have died long ago. Truly, the so-called Emperor Road seems like a battle of Heaven’s Chosen Ones, but it’s actually a contest of forces. Other Heaven’s Chosen Ones also have their own forces supporting them. But I’ve observed so many forces and feel that our Beginningless is still the best, pure and simple, without so many entangled interests, without jealousy among disciples, only genuine happiness for fellow disciples.”

An Zizai finally showed a smile and asked: “Do you truly think so?”

Initially, when Wu Xie wanted to go to the Path of the Great Dao, he was very troubled. However, many came to persuade him, all saying that Wu Xie’s talent shouldn’t be wasted, that he should go out and venture. He didn’t have enough reasons to refuse, so in the end, he agreed.

Throughout the eight million years, he often worried that Wu Xie might turn bad, but it seemed that wasn’t the case.

He suddenly wondered if he had judged incorrectly?

The threat is not Wu Xie, maybe it’s due to Wu Xie, like his disciples or descendants.

“Of course, Master Ancestor, I plan to preach my insights to other disciples. What do you think? Would it violate any rules?” Wu Xie responded without hesitation.

An Zizai naturally had no objections. In his view, the Great Dao Emperor and Primordial Dao Emperor weren’t vastly different, just different paths of cultivation. If Wushiji disciples could have more choices, that would be even better.

He was very pleased with Wu Xie’s broad-mindedness, so he decided to personally help Wu Xie establish a dojo for disciples to come and listen to teachings.

In the days that followed, Wu Xie smoothly preached, his teachings benefiting many disciples, greatly enhancing his status and prestige, and his deeds on the Path of the Great Dao became widely known.

One evening, when Gu An returned to the mountaintop courtyard, he overheard Celestial Demon Child, Shen Zhen, and Shangguan Xian’er discussing Wu Xie, feeling that Wu Xie was outstanding, more brilliant than past disciples, even more exceptional than Tian Hao.

Tian Hao had displayed his talent the moment he left the Beginningless, but Wu Xie, despite having already become a Heaven-Encompassing Free Immortal, remained steadfast in the Beginningless.

Moreover, Wu Xie’s cultivation speed indeed surpassed all Wushiji disciples.

Celestial Demon Child asked Gu An for his thoughts on Wu Xie, and he simply gave a brief compliment. Once he returned inside, the three women remarked that it’s true he doesn’t care about his juniors’ accomplishments.

Indeed, after all, he is too strong.

Thus, Wu Xie became the most outstanding existence among Wushiji disciples, and afterward, whenever An Zizai went out, he would take him along. Wu Xie would also spar with Heaven’s Chosen Ones and Great Powers from various Great Heaven and Earth sects, both showcasing the foundation of the Beginningless and deterring the ambition of those sects.

The Beginningless wouldn’t engage in conquest, but if anyone attempted to disrupt the heavens and earth, the Beginningless wouldn’t stand by idly.

Competition among forces can proceed, but there mustn’t be any evil demon methods sacrificing all living beings and slaughtering innocent spirits.

For Wu Xie, life became glorious, yet he always felt regretful inside.

He hadn’t had a real conversation with the Ancestor; they only occasionally passed by each other.

Without the Ancestor’s recognition, he always felt he wasn’t strong enough and couldn’t be considered a true genius.