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

”Mother is watching to see who has fallen again.”

The woman in the purple dress spoke slowly, her ethereal voice echoing through the hall, like the murmuring of a hidden mountain spring.

The young boy on her shoulder asked in confusion, ”What’s there to see? People die all the time, don’t they? As long as half of the lights on this wall haven’t gone out, the fate of the Seven Star Spirit Realm remains unbroken.”

The woman in the purple dress replied, ”Three Roving Immortals have died recently, all from the same place. That place is near the Starsea Sect. I don’t know whether this is the Starsea Sect’s doing or if someone else is stirring up trouble in the shadows.”

The boy followed her gaze to the wall of oil lamps, falling into thought.

Just then, footsteps echoed from the darkness behind them, followed by an aged voice:

”Cave Master, the Spirit Mirror is showing divine sense fluctuations.”

Upon hearing this, the woman in the purple dress turned and walked into the shadows. The boy on her shoulder turned his head to look, his clear eyes drawn to the flickering oil lamps on the wall.

Under the dark night, within a ruined city.

Nine-Fingered Divine Lord sat cross-legged before a campfire, with Chu Jingfeng seated beside him.

Chu Jingfeng occasionally glanced into the distance, where dense fog churned under the moonlit sky, faintly revealing eerie ghostly shadows.

”Do you feel it?” Nine-Fingered Divine Lord suddenly asked.

Chu Jingfeng snapped out of his thoughts and cautiously asked, ”Master, feel what?”

Nine-Fingered Divine Lord spoke softly, ”It’s getting closer.”

”It? Who is it?”

”The Immortal Spirit of Divine Anomaly City.”

Chu Jingfeng’s eyes widened, his breathing quickening.

Ever since arriving in Divine Anomaly City, he had learned from Nine-Fingered Divine Lord about the Immortal Spirit. Whoever could make it recognize them as its master would gain control over the immense power of Divine Anomaly City!

The process wasn’t solely determined by cultivation—it could also be based on fate. That was why so many beings below the Immortal Dao Realm risked their lives to venture here.

Chu Jingfeng didn’t dare to dream of claiming Divine Anomaly City for himself, but he hoped his master could succeed. The stronger his master became, the more he would benefit. More than that, he was deeply grateful to Nine-Fingered Divine Lord—it was his master who had given him a second chance at life.

Nine-Fingered Divine Lord said no more and continued his breathing exercise, while Chu Jingfeng began imagining what would come next.

After following Nine-Fingered Divine Lord into the city, he had witnessed countless battles. No matter how terrifying the demons or ghosts were, they crumbled before his master.

He firmly believed that if the Immortal Spirit appeared, his master would surely seize control of it and command Divine Anomaly City!

As the moon set and the sun rose, a blazing sun ascended outside the eastern gate of the city.

Chu Jingfeng was cultivating when he suddenly felt the ground tremble. His eyes snapped open, and he saw the surrounding buildings shaking violently.

Across from him, Nine-Fingered Divine Lord slowly stood up. Before Chu Jingfeng could ask anything, his master raised a hand, and the two of them soared into the sky.

Chu Jingfeng looked down and was immediately struck with fear.

From all directions, an endless tide of demons and ghosts surged forward like a black tsunami, devouring the city’s structures. The sheer chaos overwhelmed his senses.

”This is the true power of Divine Anomaly City—Spirit Wraiths. Over countless lunar cycles, an endless number of these spirits have accumulated here. This is a force that could overturn the mortal world.”

Nine-Fingered Divine Lord gazed into the distance with an indifferent expression.

Before Chu Jingfeng could respond, Nine-Fingered Divine Lord raised his right hand and pressed down.

BOOM—!

The city below instantly collapsed. Countless Spirit Wraiths dissipated into ghostly mist. The earth itself seemed to cave in, sending dust billowing skyward, turning the world murky.

Amid the swirling dust, Chu Jingfeng faintly heard a child’s eerie laughter, sending chills down his spine.

Divine Anomaly City, Eastern Gate.

The massive gate creaked open. From the outside, the streets within appeared empty and deserted.

Suddenly, ripples spread through the air inside the gate, and three figures emerged—Dan Bei, Chi Jiuxiao, and An Hao.

The three of them walked forward ten steps before An Hao turned back, glancing at the towering city gates of Divine Anomaly City. A sigh of relief escaped him.

Finally, we’re out!

”An Hao?”

A voice called from the distance.

An Hao squinted and saw a group of cultivators in the distance, among them Lü Baitian.

”Master!” An Hao called out, about to rush forward when Dan Bei stopped him.

”From now on, do not acknowledge any ties to Taixuan Sect,” Dan Bei said in a deep voice, his gaze fixed ahead.

An Hao frowned. ”Why?”

”They’re here.”

Dan Bei’s expression turned serious as he pulled out a magical artifact, ready for battle.

Chi Jiuxiao likewise drew his Dragon-Slaying Spear, cursing under his breath, ”Troubles never end in the Seven Star Spirit Realm. These bastards move fast.”

”It’s been seven days. With two Roving Immortals dead, there’s no way the Seven Star Spirit Realm wouldn’t notice,” Dan Bei said calmly.

Chi Jiuxiao turned to him and asked, ”Master, what do we do?”

Dan Bei scoffed. ”If the Seven Star Spirit Realm makes a move, then so will the Starsea Sect!”

Upon hearing this, Chi Jiuxiao’s face lit up with excitement. He turned back toward the distance, grinning in anticipation.

”So it’s you—Dan Bei of the Dan Family from the Starsea Sect. Killing our disciples in the Seven Star Spirit Realm—do you have any idea what consequences await you?”

A cold voice echoed across the land, carrying such murderous intent that even those outside the city shivered.

The disciples of Taixuan Sect quickly stood up, tense and alert.

From all directions, terrifying auras erupted, making the mountains and earth tremble.

An Hao looked around, realizing they were completely surrounded.

Such overwhelming pressure... Could they also be Roving Immortals?

He was secretly alarmed and turned his gaze toward Dan Bei, wondering if this senior could hold his ground.

And how long would it take for the Roving Immortals of the Starsea Sect to arrive?

”Oh? So this land belongs to the Seven Star Spirit Realm? I was under the impression that you had long abandoned it!”

A bold voice rang out, directly challenging the Seven Star Spirit Realm’s Roving Immortal.

Dan Bei immediately recognized the voice and smirked.

The real battle of the Roving Immortals was about to begin!

The land lay desolate, thick ghostly mist spreading across the ground.

Chu Jingfeng stood on a floating gourd, enveloped in a faint protective light, his gaze fixed ahead.

Nine-Fingered Divine Lord stood bare-chested, flames of energy swirling around him. His hair, dry and wild, danced in the wind—his posture radiating the dominance of a war god!

Before him hovered a crimson phoenix, its wings spanning a thousand feet. Every flap sent waves of fire surging like raging dragons toward Nine-Fingered Divine Lord.

”Ting! Since you refuse to bow, then I have no choice but to suppress you!”

Nine-Fingered Divine Lord declared, his eyes cold, his body covered in black sigils that pulsed eerily.

As his words fell, he suddenly charged toward the phoenix.

The phoenix let out a piercing screech, its wings shaking violently, sending shockwaves that scattered dust clouds in all directions. From the haze, colossal ghostly figures emerged, each clad in armor and wielding massive weapons, exuding an ancient, unstoppable might!

In an instant, Nine-Fingered Divine Lord was swallowed by the terrifying spirits—

BOOM—!

A ferocious wind blast scattered the wraiths as Nine-Fingered Divine Lord reached the phoenix in a single stride, throwing a punch that shook the heavens and the earth—

A mighty clash was about to unfold!

Nine-Fingered Divine Lord’s punch shattered space itself. From within the spatial rift, an ancient bell emerged, drifting toward the phoenix like a celestial artifact from the depths of the River of Lunar Years.

Compared to this bell, the massive phoenix looked no bigger than a mere sparrow before a towering tree.

The phoenix let out a piercing, agonized cry. Sigils and chains surfaced from the ancient bell, swiftly wrapping around its body. No matter how violently it struggled, it couldn’t break free.

A frenzied aura surged through the heavens and earth as more and more Spirit Wraiths swarmed from all directions. They varied in size and form, some even thousands of feet tall, descending from the sky.

Alone against this endless army, Nine-Fingered Divine Lord’s punches and kicks moved like a storm, shaking mountains and rivers, unstoppable.

On the floating gourd, Chu Jingfeng watched, his blood boiling with excitement. Though he couldn’t clearly see Nine-Fingered Divine Lord’s movements, the sight of the Spirit Wraiths perishing one after another filled him with awe.

Too powerful!

In that moment, Chu Jingfeng even doubted whether the sword path was truly the ultimate path. Could it be that the path of the physical body was the strongest of all?

The heavens rumbled, dust and debris rising endlessly. No matter how many Spirit Wraiths Nine-Fingered Divine Lord eradicated, more surged forth in an unending tide.

BOOM—

From the horizon, a colossal shadow loomed, rising like a mountain tearing through the earth, a sight that shook the soul.

Chu Jingfeng stared wide-eyed into the distance, sensing an overwhelming aura that sent chills down his spine.

“What… is that?” His heart trembled with fear.

Before he could process it further, the shadow emerged from the swirling dust—a titan, over ten thousand feet tall, its body jet-black, wild hair draping over its shoulders. It wore nothing but battle-scarred armor over its legs, and in its hands, it wielded an enormous battle-axe.

With both hands, it raised the axe and swung. Though the blade was still distant, the sheer force of the strike sent gales sweeping across the battlefield. Even the floating gourd beneath Chu Jingfeng’s feet was violently overturned.

Nine-Fingered Divine Lord instantly appeared before him, raising a fist to meet the axe.

BOOM!

A deafening explosion rang out. Nine-Fingered Divine Lord, using sheer physical force, blocked the titan’s axe!

Both were forced back simultaneously. Nine-Fingered Divine Lord furrowed his brows, feeling his right fist go numb from the impact.

The titan took a few steps back, then steadied itself and lifted its axe once more. This time, a mysterious force gathered along the axe’s edge, swirling with primordial energy. As it swung again, it carried the power of creation and destruction itself!

Nine-Fingered Divine Lord raised his right hand, missing its fifth finger, and extended his two middle fingers.

A golden beam of light shot forth, cutting through the murky sky, obliterating all in its path!

BOOM—!

The titan, standing at ten thousand feet tall, was split apart by the golden beam. A massive, empty void formed in the air, and below, an enormous canyon carved itself into the earth. The sheer spectacle left Chu Jingfeng in utter shock.

Nine-Fingered Divine Lord swiftly turned and flew toward the phoenix.

The ancient bell still bound the phoenix tightly.

Just as Nine-Fingered Divine Lord was about to reach it, a shadowy figure materialized out of thin air. With a single gesture, the phoenix shrank to the size of a palm and was whisked into the figure’s grasp.

The one who had taken the phoenix was a man exuding a profound aura.

Nine-Fingered Divine Lord narrowed his eyes, stopping his advance. He could not gauge this man’s depth.

”Who are you?” Nine-Fingered Divine Lord asked coldly, voice edged with caution.

The man turned, revealing himself to be Gu An, who had activated his Nine Extremes Yin-Yang Body. He looked at Nine-Fingered Divine Lord and spoke calmly:

”The Immortal Spirit is mine.”

Hearing this, Nine-Fingered Divine Lord’s expression darkened instantly. His eyes flashed with fury as he bellowed:

”Arrogant fool!”