When I Achieved Sainthood, the Immortal Official Actually Called Me to Raise Horses!

Boom!

Dust and debris surged into the sky as Xuantian Yi emerged from the ruins, ascending into the air.

From above, his eyes widened in shock.

Beyond the massive chasm created by the Longevity Daoist, the Demon Ancestor’s figure had completely vanished. The once terrifying demonic aura had dispersed into nothingness.

All that remained was billowing dust and mist, swirling like a chaotic void.

“Was that… a sword formation?”

Xuantian Yi frowned.

The Sword Sovereign of the Righteous Path had never appeared—yet, with just one move, he had slain the Demon Ancestor.

This was the first time he had witnessed the true power of the Sword Sovereign.

Even on the vast seas, he had never seen such a sword formation.

From all directions, the other Grandmasters gathered.

None had suffered injuries—only been flung away by the sheer force of the attack.

Yet, instead of fear, they were filled with exhilaration.

“The Demon Ancestor is dead!”

“Does this mean the Demonic Calamity is ending?”

“Hahaha! We’ve won! And we didn’t even have to die!”

“The Sword Sovereign is unbelievably powerful. Even among immortals, there are levels of strength…”

“But why does he remain hidden?”

“What kind of question is that? A man of such supreme cultivation can’t be bothered with mortal affairs. If his true identity was exposed, you people would probably beg him for help every time something went wrong!”

The Grandmasters laughed in relief, years of pent-up tension finally released.

Then, Liang Canghai, Sect Master of Cang Heaven Sect, spoke up.

“Everyone, I propose that all sects of the Three Dynasties erect statues in honor of the Sword Sovereign of the Righteous Path. Not to curry favor, but so that his kindness will never be forgotten by the world!”

The other sect leaders immediately voiced their agreement.

Only Ancestor Xuan Quan frowned, hesitant to speak.

Meanwhile, Xuantian Yi glanced at Liang Canghai and coldly snorted—but said nothing.

Following Liang Canghai’s orders, the Grandmasters spread out to ensure the Demon Ancestor was truly dead.

Far away, in Third Medicine Valley, Gu An was also using his divine sense to scan the battlefield.

Strangely, after the Demon Ancestor’s death, there was no Spirit Beast Core left behind—

No magical treasures—

Nothing.

That was far too suspicious.

Would the Demon Ancestor revive in the future?

Suppressing his thoughts, Gu An joined the disciples in praising the Sword Sovereign.

But deep down, he knew—everything now depended on the reaction of the Seven Star Spirit Realm.

They claimed to be a Holy Land.

Would they dare make reckless moves now?

Lin Jingtian hadn’t even revealed his origins, yet he was obliterated.

And now, the Demon Ancestor had fallen.

Within two days, the news of the Demon Ancestor’s fall spread across the entire land.

This was because, when the Demon Ancestor descended south, he had publicly challenged the Sword Sovereign.

Now, the name of the Sword Sovereign of the Righteous Path resounded across the Three Dynasties like never before!

Though demons and fiends still roamed, the Demon Kings had already fled in terror.

With human morale surging, songs of praise for the Sword Sovereign filled the world.

While disguised as Green Hero, Gu An traveled through the mortal world.

Every city, every village—

Everywhere, people spoke of the Sword Sovereign of the Righteous Path.

Gu An was taken aback.

Had word spread this quickly?

Still, he knew—just because the Demon Ancestor had fallen didn’t mean the calamity was over.

It was clear now that something else was controlling the demons.

The true mastermind had yet to emerge.

But as long as the Demon Kings continued to retreat, the Three Dynasties would inevitably win.

Time passed.

One month later, Gu An’s lifespan surpassed eight million years.

That day, Lü Baitian arrived at Third Medicine Valley to visit him.

Inside a pavilion, they sat drinking tea.

Lü Baitian was beaming with joy, endlessly praising the Sword Sovereign.

“Not only did he appear during my tenure as Sect Master, but I even managed to keep him affiliated with Taixuan Sect!”

“The Supreme Elders are extremely pleased. And Xuantian Yi himself has made it clear he won’t compete for the Sect Master position.”

“The Demonic Calamity is as good as over.”

Lü Baitian swirled his tea and said, “The Holy Land has opened its gates, sending disciples down to ‘save the world.’”

Gu An raised an eyebrow.

“The Holy Land? I heard from the Third Young Miss that they never interfere in worldly matters. Why change now?”

Lü Baitian explained,

“It turns out that the Demonic Calamity wasn’t solely caused by the Demon Ancestor.”

“There’s an ancient devil sealed underground—Lì Mo. He was imprisoned by the Holy Land, but his demonic aura has been leaking into the world, corrupting demons.” ṙἈ𐌽𝙤𝔟ƐꞨ

“The Three Dynasties, being the farthest south, were least affected.”

“But eventually, Lì Mo will grow too strong and break free. When that happens, it will be another catastrophe.”

“However, the Holy Land has vowed to stand with humanity and take responsibility for failing to completely eradicate him.”

Gu An nearly laughed.

What a perfect lie.

If he hadn’t seen through their schemes himself, even he might have believed them.

But this was actually good news.

If the Seven Star Spirit Realm still cared about their reputation, they wouldn’t act recklessly.

More importantly—

They feared the Sword Sovereign.

They wouldn’t confront him directly.

That meant Gu An had more time to grow.

Still, he couldn’t let his guard down.

They were bound to investigate him in secret.

Lü Baitian continued, “All the sect leaders have received word from the Holy Land.”

“In five years at most, there will no longer be any demonic corruption.”

“The Three Dynasties will even be able to expand into demon territory.”

“That’s good for humanity—but troublesome for Taicang Empire and Taixuan Sect.”

Gu An frowned.

“How so?”

Lü Baitian sighed.

“The Great Jiang Empire and Tianwei Empire stand between us and the demon lands.”

“They’ll get first pick of the resources, spirit mines, and opportunities.”

“If this continues, Taicang will be swallowed up sooner or later, and Taixuan Sect’s influence will weaken.”

“I plan to support Li Xuandao.”

Gu An nearly rolled his eyes.

The demonic war wasn’t even over yet, and they were already fighting over territory?

But it wasn’t his problem.

In fact, a stronger Taixuan Sect would give him more time to lay low.

Lü Baitian grimaced.

“Cang Heaven Sect is praising the Sword Sovereign excessively, and frankly, it disgusts me.”

“They probably want to win him over.”

“Gu An, you should write a book about him. If Pan An’s stories could spread across the world, then a book about the Sword Sovereign will secure his legacy with Taixuan Sect.”

Gu An immediately shook his head.

“Absolutely not. That’s just asking for trouble!”