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

Gu An suppressed his mixed emotions and asked, “This thing completely breaks conventional norms. Are you sure you want to do it? The commotion it’ll cause might be even bigger than writing a book.”

In truth, The Secrets of Taixuan written by Shen Zhen had always been banned by the Taixuan Sect. If she weren’t the Dao Tian Sect’s Holy Maiden, Gu An suspected she would’ve been arrested long ago.

Shen Zhen countered, “It’s not like I’m killing or committing arson. What, is the Taixuan Sect going to throw me into prison?”

“But you’re a woman. If this matter gets exposed, what will the world think of you? What will they think of your father? Of the Dao Tian Sect?” Gu An spoke earnestly. Shen Zhen wasn’t a bad person, nor was she reckless in relationships. Every time he used his divine sense to scan the world, he’d take a glance at her. When she wasn’t looking for him, she was usually cultivating in her cave dwelling or engrossed in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

Shen Zhen fixed her gaze on him and asked, “Do you not like me doing this?”

Gu An replied, “I’m just worried about you.”

Shen Zhen couldn’t help but smile and then took out a new jade slip, handing it to Gu An.

Gu An hesitated for a moment before using his divine sense to probe the jade slip.

His brows immediately lifted.

It wasn’t just movement illusions but an actual divine ability cultivation process. The person in the jade slip was none other than Shen Zhen, and it documented her process of cultivating divine abilities, even including her inner thoughts and mantra recitations.

After a while, Gu An withdrew his divine sense and looked at Shen Zhen.

Shen Zhen snorted. “This is my real creation. Isn’t it better for passing down knowledge?”

Gu An nodded. “It’s quite good. It gives practitioners a clearer direction during cultivation.”

With that, he placed both jade slips on the table.

Shen Zhen then started recounting her previous training experience with Lu Lingjun. They had ventured into the cave realm of an ancient grand cultivator, where countless traps awaited them. It took immense effort, but they finally obtained a great inheritance and a supreme treasure.

Gu An listened attentively, as if he were hearing a thrilling story, occasionally exclaiming in amazement, which satisfied Shen Zhen’s desire to share.

She enjoyed discussing such things with Gu An. Talking to others might get her targeted, but with Gu An, she could chat freely and even receive his praises.

A long time passed.

Shen Zhen finally stood up and said, “I’ll leave this divine ability jade slip with you.”

Before Gu An could refuse, she had already headed for the door and quickly went downstairs.

Gu An looked at the jade slip on the table and had the urge to call Shen Zhen back—why didn’t she take the other one with her?

Forget it.

He’d keep it safe to prevent anyone from going astray.

Having memories of his past life, Gu An had long experienced the corruption of such things. His willpower in this aspect was far beyond ordinary cultivators, so he felt obligated to shield them from the spiritual harm it could bring.

Downstairs, Shen Zhen, like everyone else, couldn’t resist teasing the Blood Prison Great Saint, which greatly annoyed him.

It wasn’t until nightfall that Gu An finally brought the Blood Prison Great Saint back to Xuan Valley. Late at night, he quietly arrived at the Nianchu Cave Dwelling in Phoenix Mountain.

Tian Yao’er was cultivating while two cat demons were playing around. The moment they saw Gu An appear, they immediately stopped and lay flat on the ground. Though they hadn’t taken human form yet, their intelligence was high, and under Tian Yao’er’s guidance, they held deep respect for Gu An.

Gu An nodded at them before sitting at the stone table, lost in thought about his personal cave realm.

With his current cultivation, opening an independent small world was no issue. The real challenge lay in the process of enhancing its spiritual energy.

He couldn’t just create a fully formed, energy-rich realm in an instant.

Next, he planned to collect high-grade natural treasures to prepare for his cave realm. The real question was where to hide it.

Although a small world existed in a separate space, its entrance in the real world was fixed and couldn’t be moved.

After much deliberation, Gu An decided to establish his realm on the continent.

This continent was vast, with relatively few immortal realms, making it the perfect place to develop at his own pace.

At that moment, Tian Yao’er approached him and asked what he was thinking about.

Gu An didn’t hide anything from her—after all, she would be managing the realm in the future.

To harvest lifespan, he needed to personally extract it using his own mana. Puppets and clones were unreliable.

Although the clones of his Nine Extremes Yin-Yang Body were considered avatars, they were, in reality, extensions of his mana with no independent consciousness.

Gu An had no interest in clones; he preferred experiencing life and growth firsthand.

Tian Yao’er was secretly shocked.

Her master was already creating a personal realm?

She wondered if the Phoenix Demon Mother could even do the same.

After cultivating for so long, she wasn’t naive. She was becoming more convinced that her master was stronger than the Demon Mother. He probably only claimed to be weaker to motivate her to cultivate harder.

She had no complaints about this—her revenge was her own to take.

“How about Phoenix Mountain?” Tian Yao’er suggested it seriously. “It’s said that this was once a place where phoenixes lived. Every few thousand years, the earth surges with abundant spiritual energy, giving birth to countless rare treasures.”

Gu An found her reasoning logical.

He then extended his divine sense underground to establish his realm.

The entrance to the small world couldn’t be too close to the Nianchu Cave Dwelling to avoid disrupting the growth of medicinal herbs. Ideally, it should be near a major spiritual vein so it could absorb underground spiritual energy.

Half an hour later, Gu An had successfully created his small world. Unlike other grand cultivators, who needed to fill the space with soil and water, he, possessing all five elemental attributes, could directly manifest them with mana. However, plants still needed to be relocated manually.

There was no rush—he would let the realm absorb spiritual energy first.

As the Taixuan Sect welcomed the new year, festivities erupted across the cities.

Gu An rode the Blood Prison Great Saint into the Outer Sect City. Although he attracted many curious gazes along the way, no one was too surprised. These days, many disciples in the Outer Sect City rode mounts, and majestic demonic birds frequently soared overhead.

The Blood Prison Great Saint was also intrigued by the city, looking around excitedly.

“Brother Gu, long time no see.”

A light chuckle came from behind. Gu An turned his head and saw Di Xie approaching.

When Di Xie first arrived, he befriended Zuo Lin and Gu An while keeping his true identity hidden. Now, only the upper ranks of the Taixuan Sect knew that he was the son of the Demon Emperor.

Gu An dismounted, smiling as he cupped his fists in greeting.

Di Xie glanced at the Blood Prison Great Saint and remarked, “Brother Gu, your mount has an extraordinary bloodline.”

Although the beast’s cultivation was low, Di Xie could sense something unusual about it—though he couldn’t pinpoint exactly what.

Gu An chuckled. “Not bad, I like him, so I take him everywhere. He’s just a bit slow.”

Di Xie nodded with a smile and then invited Gu An for a drink. Gu An accepted, leading the Blood Prison Great Saint alongside him.

As they walked, they chatted and laughed, their friendship deepening.

After experiencing the Demonic Cataclysm, Di Xie had come to treasure his friendships with Zuo Lin and Gu An even more.

Humans and demons didn’t have to be enemies forever. Peaceful coexistence was possible—just like the bond between him and Gu An.

They found an inn. Gu An left the Blood Prison Great Saint at the entrance and asked the innkeeper to watch over him.

Upstairs, by the window, they took their seats.

“The World’s Number One Sword Dao Tournament is about to begin. I plan to participate. You have to come watch,” Di Xie said with a grin.

Gu An immediately agreed and wished him victory.

“I also heard the sect plans to recruit demon disciples. Brother Gu, what do you think of that?” Di Xie asked curiously.

Their conversation was soon interrupted when a wealthy young master demanded to buy the Blood Prison Great Saint.

Gu An declined, but the young master scoffed, “Do you know my cultivation level?”

Di Xie stepped forward coldly. “So what? You think being at the fifth level of the Transformation Stage makes you untouchable?”

The entire street exploded in an uproar.