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

Yi Qingshan and his four companions acted quickly. They first chose a mountain to construct buildings, and then began recruiting children with Spirit Roots.

In just one year, they had gathered over three hundred young boys and girls, and then began to earnestly teach them cultivation.

A hundred years later, after the first batch of disciples had grown up, they officially started to establish their sect, named Qiankun Sect.

The Qiankun Sect. There were many sects with this name in the world, but Yi Qingshan wanted there to be only one Qiankun Sect. His ambitious declaration at the founding ceremony was overheard by Gu An at the dojo.

Gu An just smiled lightly, not paying much attention.

He didn’t even bother to calculate the destiny of the Qiankun Sect anymore, choosing to leave it as a mystery, as a bit of color in life.

The seasonal patterns in the Celestial Spirit Great World were broadly the same. At the start of autumn this year, Gu An lay under a tree, hands pillowed behind his head, eyes closed. It seemed as though he was sleeping, but he was actually observing the Supreme Sect.

After all, he had spent the earlier half of his life in the Supreme Sect, and even after a thousand years, Gu An still held some sentiment for it.

He was currently paying attention to Long Qing.

Before leaving the Third Medicine Valley, Gu An had begun to release the Guiyuan Divine Dao within Long Qing’s body, allowing him to gradually regain his Qi Refinement Talent.

Long Qing, born in the Nirvana Realm, had completely recovered his true strength after a thousand years of cultivation. Under his leadership, the Third Medicine Valley had become a very powerful force within the Supreme Sect.

Everyone knew that he was raised by Gu An. With him there, the bond between the Supreme Sect and the Supporting Dao Sword Venerable would not break. Therefore, even those whose Cultivation Levels were several Greater Realms higher than his would still try to please him.

Unlike Gu An’s style, Long Qing turned the Third Medicine Valley into a power-chasing valley, losing the leisurely and peaceful atmosphere of the past.

At this moment, someone was persuading Long Qing.

This person was a Profound Yuan Free Immortal who came from the World Gate. Gu An initially thought he was here to cause trouble, especially since he carried the thick aura of the Battle Court.

However, this person had lingered outside Celestial Spirit Great World for decades and then infiltrated the Supreme Sect, where he stayed for several decades before finally approaching Long Qing.

He was currently explaining to Long Qing about the strength of the Long Clan and their deep connections with the Battle Court.

Previously, Ye Tianji had shown Long Qing many images from past lives, but those were only fragments of memories. When Long Qing truly understood his heritage, his feelings were incredibly complex.

Inside Long Qing’s loft, he sat on a chair, silent for a long time.

The Profound Yuan Free Immortal waited for him to accept his heritage.

Long Qing remained silent for half an hour, then he looked up at the man in black and asked, “You’ve told me so much, but who are you?”

The man in black smiled and said, “My name is Candle Star, from the Battle Court, a disciple of the Lord of the War Court. I have lived far beyond your imagination, and much of the history I’ve told you, I witnessed personally.”

Hearing this, Long Qing frowned. He was not frightened into standing up. Instead, he stared at Candle Star and asked, “If you come from the Battle Court, why awaken my hatred towards it?”

Candle Star laughed and said, “The Battle Court has strayed, always trying to please the Immortal Gods. I am not satisfied with that. I prefer the Battle Court under Emperor Longxin’s rule. That was the true Battle Court worthy of battle’s name.”

As he spoke, his eyes revealed longing and excitement.

Long Qing’s frown deepened; he could not see through Candle Star’s intentions, nor could he discern whether his words were true.

Candle Star looked at Long Qing, raised his hands, and suddenly said excitedly, “Do you know why the Battle Court targets your Long Clan? It’s not because you are the legitimate one, but because they fear your bloodline! No, they want to obtain it!”

Long Qing’s expression changed, but before he could speak, Candle Star continued,

“The real founder of the Battle Court was Emperor Longxin’s father, Long Zhan, also known as Celestial Dragon Emperor. Without experiencing the Era’s tribulation of the Great Thousand World, he grew rapidly. In every battle, his strength surged substantially. It is said that once after slaughtering an entire Great Heaven and Earth, he managed to Cross the Nine Heavens of the Immortal Path in a remarkably short time!”

“Emperor Longxin’s Talent was also immense, but he turned against the Celestial Dragon Emperor and thereafter ceased creating slaughter.”

Candle Star grew more excited as he spoke, his eyes even gleaming.

“He could not only grow stronger through slaughter but also resist heavenly might. Even crossing the Nine Heavens of the Immortal Path, he managed to Successfully Cross the Tribulation within a day. Such Talent, such Destiny Pattern, is enough to drive the three thousand Great Thousand Worlds mad.” Candle Star’s intense gaze made Long Qing uncomfortable.

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Long Qing couldn’t help but say, “Are you suggesting that the Long Clan inherited such Talent and Destiny Pattern?”

“Exactly, The grandson of Emperor Longxin once inherited such Talent, and that was also why the Long Clan headed toward decline!”

Candle Star replied, his gaze sizing up Long Qing with greed filling his eyes.

Long Qing snorted, “So you want to possess me?”

Candle Star quickly shook his head, “No, no, no, the talent of the Long Clan, and you who cannot be killed no matter what, obviously your clan hides a great cause and effect. The fools of the War Court can’t see this clearly. Of course, the most important thing is that I also believe in my own talent. I want you to retake control of the War Court, and together we can establish everlasting great Celestial Dao merits!”

Long Qing furrowed his brows again, he muttered, “With my current cultivation level, how many years would it take to overthrow the War Court?”

Candle Star answered, “If it’s fast, several tens of millions of years; if slow, several hundreds of millions of years. Of course, you have to survive and you cannot slack off.”

“Tens of millions of years?”

Long Qing widened his eyes, unable to remain calm, he couldn’t help but exclaim, “Are you joking with me? Even if it really took that many years, could you wait that long?”

Candle Star huffed, “Why can’t I wait? I also need time to cultivate. Don’t feel that it’s too long. To reach my current cultivation level, closing my eyes, a million years pass in an instant, not to mention those who are in seclusion seeking Enlightenment. For them, even ten million years are not worth mentioning. The reason you haven’t felt time passing so quickly is that this Great Thousand World is currently undergoing an era transition. The Heavenly Dao promotes the movement of heaven and earth, and living beings are continually fighting; you’ve experienced too many changes.”

Long Qing fell into silence.

Candle Star then looked around, examining the furnishings within the room.

Long Qing took a deep breath and asked, “Since that’s the case, how will you assist me?”

Candle Star turned his head towards him, smiling, “You first become the Sect Leader of the Supreme Sect. By then, let the Supreme Sect unify the world. After the era of tribulation ends, and the celestial merits fall onto the Supreme Sect, as its Sect Leader, and me as the Vice Sect Leader, we will receive vast Celestial Dao merits, aiding us in our Enlightenment.”

“In the Silent Extinction Domain, there is a World Gate that will limit the War Court, preventing them from invading in large numbers. Previously, your master killed Ye Tianji, which has already placed the War Court in a dilemma, causing internal divisions. Now is the best time for us to develop our sect.”

After hearing this, Long Qing’s brows gradually smoothed.

Elsewhere.

Far in the Daoist Field of the Beginningless, Gu An listened to their conversation, and he was not too surprised because he had previously guessed why the War Court was hunting the Long Clan.

The Silent Destruction God Emperor used a person from the Long Clan to cultivate the Celestial Dragon Reincarnation Dharma Aspect, which was the best proof.

He was more interested in the Celestial Dao merits mentioned by Candle Star.

If Long Qing and Candle Star could indeed lead the Supreme Sect to become the ruler of the world, it would be a good thing, providing Gu An with a sense of presence as well.

Of course, if Long Qing were to go astray, Gu An would not ignore it.

He had protected Long Qing, so he had the responsibility to keep an eye on Long Qing, to prevent him from walking the path of slaughter followed by his previous life and ancestors.

Gu An stood up and headed towards the mountain forests.

With the establishment of the Qiankun Sect, the sect had been aggressively recruiting disciples, and the number of disciples had quickly surpassed ten thousand. With so many people, there were bound to be some who caused trouble.

Indeed, someone was heading towards the forbidden area designated by the Qiankun Sect, approaching the Daoist Field of the Beginningless.

Gu An felt it necessary to arrange a guard, pretending to be a hermit in deep mountains. An Xin, who usually needed to focus on cultivation, didn’t have the time to watch continuously.

He had just entered the mountain forest when a streak of white light sped over and landed on his shoulder, it was the White Spirit Rat.

“Master, where are you going?” the White Spirit Rat curiously asked.

Gu An laughed heartily, “You run around all day, full of energy, and you don’t cultivate. How about becoming the Demon King?”

The White Spirit Rat’s eyes lit up at hearing this, it asked, “Really?”

“Come, I’ll transform some demons, and you can choose from them. From now on, you’ll be in charge of guarding around the Daoist Field, and you will not allow anyone to trespass without permission.”

“That’s great, Master, I definitely won’t let you be disappointed!”

The White Spirit Rat said excitedly, even though it had shrunk its rat body, it still looked chubby, laughing like a trembling white fur ball.

Gu An began instructing the White Spirit Rat on what it could and couldn’t do.

This guy was too mischievous, rules must be established to prevent it from becoming utterly lawless. He couldn’t allow it to become like the Cyan Bull Demon under Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad.