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

The cycle of reincarnation that Black Xuan Emperor had experienced was just a small episode in Gu An’s life. After warning Shen Zhen not to spread it, he resumed his usual routine.

Picking flowers and herbs, guiding disciples, reading and writing—everything proceeded as it always had.

Within the Wu Shi Dao Field, time flowed swiftly and steadily.

In the blink of an eye, Gu An’s five-thousandth birthday arrived.

Only he knew about this, as those around him assumed he was an old monster who had lived for an untold number of years.

This year, it was summer.

Gu An sat atop a rock in the forest, reviewing his attribute panel.

[Name: Gu An]

[Lifespan: 5,000/61,551,478,029]

[Physique: Hunyuan Boundless Physique]

[Cultivation: Perfection of Golden Immortal Dao Fruit Realm]

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Sixty-one billion five hundred fifty-one million four hundred seventy-eight thousand twenty-nine years of lifespan—not bad, steadily increasing.

Gu An thought to himself, a subtle smile forming on his lips.

Beside him, a small stream flowed, its water clear as a mirror.

This was the same place where he had first encountered Yi Qingshan and the others.

Now, it had become the forbidden border of the Qiankun Sect.

The reason he was waiting here was for a single person.

As he waited, Gu An turned his gaze to the distant horizon, checking in on the fates of old acquaintances.

Wu Jue had become a high-ranking figure in Tai Xuan Sect, but power was slowly corroding his talent.

Xuan Tianyi was still wandering the world.

Ever since Tai Xuan Sect had grown stronger, he had completely let go of responsibilities, living a carefree and unfettered existence.

Jiang Qiong had become a Supreme Elder and was currently in closed-door cultivation.

Li Xuandao, with Yang Jian’s support, was now expanding the Tai Cang Dynasty’s territory.

Across the world, the immortal dynasties and sacred courts continued their eternal struggle.

Although their numbers were dwindling, the world’s fortune seemed to rise instead of fall—because more powerful cultivators and prodigies were emerging.

Since no Free Immortals had made a move, things were still relatively peaceful.

Gu An’s gaze then fell upon Li Ya.

Under the tutelage of Sword Annihilation Patriarch, Li Ya’s cultivation was progressing rapidly, and his sword intent was growing ever sharper.

To receive guidance from a Sword Dao master who surpassed the Ninth Heaven of the Immortal Dao—Li Ya’s fortune was already among the best in the world.

Among his peers, only An Hao could suppress him.

The world was vast, and talents were as numerous as fish in the river, yet Tai Xuan Sect had produced two top-tier prodigies—Gu An felt a sense of accomplishment.

With that thought in mind, he began deducing Li Ya’s future.

As he calculated, Gu An’s expression turned strange.

So this is what will happen…

Thinking about the Heavenly Dao Golden Core and Sword Annihilation Patriarch, Gu An found that such a future was not unreasonable.

Every opportunity came with a price, and as Li Ya grew stronger, he would also have to bear the karmic consequences of his power.

A long while later…

A figure emerged from the depths of the forest.

The moment he spotted Gu An, he became visibly excited and rushed forward immediately.

It was Lu Xian!

Once the number one genius of the Tai Cang Dynasty, the son of Tai Xuan Sect’s Sect Master Lü Baitian.

Standing before Gu An, Lu Xian was so overwhelmed with emotion that he was at a loss for words.

“Gu An… I…” Lu Xian stammered, his voice trembling with excitement.

Gu An looked him up and down, then smiled.

“No need to be so formal,” he said. “Since you were able to cross the heavens and arrive here, I will naturally fulfill my promise.”

Several hundred years ago, Gu An had heard Lu Xian calling for him.

It turned out that Lu Xian had challenged Yang Jian and suffered a miserable defeat.

The loss struck him deeply, and in his despair, he thought of seeking out Gu An—after all, Yang Jian was Gu An’s disciple.

He had knelt inside his own cultivation cave, pleading for Gu An to teach him.

After all, they had over four thousand years of history together.

Even if Gu An didn’t care much for Lu Xian, he couldn’t ignore Lü Baitian’s legacy.

Thus, he had given Lu Xian a chance, instructing him to come find him—but he was not allowed to reveal the matter to anyone.

And so, Lu Xian had crossed continents and traversed oceans.

Even with his Nirvana Realm cultivation, the journey had taken several hundred years.

Along the way, he had faced countless hardships, experienced love and hate, grudges and vengeance.

Lu Xian took a deep breath and steadied himself before asking, “Can I follow you in cultivation now?”

Gu An smiled and gestured toward the small stream beside them. “Think carefully. Once you cross this stream, there is no turning back. Until the tribulations of heaven and earth conclude, you won’t be able to leave my Dao Field. This will be an incredibly long time—long enough for the people you care about to turn to dust.”

Hearing this, Lu Xian furrowed his brows. Countless faces flashed through his mind, but he only hesitated for a moment before stepping forward. In one stride, he crossed the stream.

Turning back, he gazed at the dense forest behind Gu An. A deep sense of relief washed over him.

Gu An stood up and crossed the stream as well, brushing past Lu Xian as he made his way toward Wu Shi Dao Field.

Lu Xian hurried to follow but, after just a few steps, he couldn’t resist looking back.

For a fleeting moment, he saw a graceful figure standing on the other side of the stream, smiling brightly at him. His pupils trembled.

Lu Xian took a deep breath, turned resolutely, and quickened his pace to catch up with Gu An.

Gu An pretended not to notice his internal struggle and began introducing the nearby mountains and forests.

Lu Xian listened attentively but couldn’t stop thinking about that woman. Was this truly a farewell?

However, compared to sentimental attachments, he could not accept the idea of living a life of mediocrity.

He was born to become an immortal!

Gu An walked at a leisurely pace, and his calm voice gradually eased the turmoil in Lu Xian’s heart.

By the time they arrived at Wu Shi Dao Field, a figure suddenly materialized before them—it was Blood Prison Saint.

In his transformed humanoid form, Blood Prison Saint scrutinized Lu Xian before grinning wickedly.

“I never thought you’d actually come. Let’s have a spar.”

He had long wanted to fight Lu Xian!

Lu Xian naturally recognized Blood Prison Saint. Without hesitation, he accepted the challenge, pushing aside all other thoughts.

Gu An raised his hand, creating a boundary, allowing them to battle freely within it.

The moment they entered, they unleashed their auras, shaking the Dao Field and alerting the others inside.

Curious about the newcomer’s presence, many figures appeared around Gu An, inquiring about Lu Xian’s identity.

Gu An gave a brief introduction, and upon learning that Lu Xian had been personally brought in by Gu An, everyone set aside their concerns and instead looked forward to seeing his strength.

Chen Chuan felt Lu Xian’s aura and was secretly shocked.

Though they were both in the Nirvana Realm, he had a strong feeling that he wasn’t Lu Xian’s match.

Tian Yao’er, Tianqing, Tianbai, and Ephemeral Blossom Ghost Mother were equally astonished.

Meanwhile, Jiang Shi and An Shengtian observed the fight closely, hoping to learn something from it.

Shen Zhen approached Gu An and muttered, “His karma and fate are shifting rapidly.”

Gu An cast her a sidelong glance but did not respond.

It was indeed changing.

The reason for this was that Gu An was cleansing Lu Xian of his karmic ties, preventing any powerful beings from using Lu Xian to trace the location of Wu Shi Dao Field.

Even though Gu An was already a Perfection-stage Innate Golden Immortal, he still remained cautious in all things.

Gu An gazed at Lu Xian, his eyes filled with a trace of anticipation.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the world…

Li Ya arrived before Nine Absolute Sacred Heart Sword.

This place was an expansive mountain forest, where Sword Annihilation Patriarch stood nearby, silently watching him.

The Nine Absolute Sacred Heart Sword was embedded in the soil before Li Ya.

Its blade gleamed with fiery red engravings, and it was four fingers wide.

The hilt was a deep purple, resembling the scales of an unknown beast, and the guard was adorned with a vividly lifelike, eerie eye.

Staring at Nine Absolute Sacred Heart Sword, Li Ya took a deep breath and adjusted his emotions.

The Divine Spirit inside him leaped out onto his shoulder, curiously inspecting the sword.