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

Chapter 577: Chapter 572: Disaster Looms

If it had been before, Li Ya would have certainly barged into the Dao Court’s blockade without hesitation, but now, upon hearing the Silver Armor man speak of an impending disaster, he couldn’t help but calm down and ponder carefully.

He had a clear memory of the great battle that took place 20,000 years ago, which clearly involved powerhouses from Outer Heaven.

Li Ya gave the Silver Armor man a deep look and then turned to fly downwards.

The Silver Armor man watched as Li Ya disappeared into the sea of clouds and then slowly ascended himself.

Divine Exotic Immortal Spirit sat on Li Ya’s shoulder, teasing, “You’ve actually stopped being reckless; it feels quite unfamiliar to me.”

Li Ya snorted, “I’m not in any hurry to leave, and besides, if the world is in trouble, I need to stay and protect the Supreme Sect.”

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To reach this point in his life, aside from Gu An’s protection, the support he had received from the Supreme Sect was substantial, and even now, he still considered himself a disciple of the Supreme Sect.

Divine Exotic Immortal Spirit sighed, “You really have grown up.”

“What’s with that tone, you make it sound like you’re talking to a junior.”

Li Ya immediately pulled Divine Exotic Immortal Spirit down from his shoulder and vigorously kneaded him in his arms.

A breeze blew over with the sea of clouds, and as Li Ya bantered with Divine Exotic Immortal Spirit, he suddenly felt as if nothing had really changed after all.

…

At dawn.

Gu An sat on the eaves, watching the rising sun, his gaze reaching far into the distance.

He saw the Battle Court, searching for the Celestial Spirit Great World.

Because the Celestial Spirit Immortal Venerable had reshaped the Dao Rules, the new Celestial Spirit Great World was temporarily separated from the Path of the Great Dao, making it hard for the Battle Court to directly find the Celestial Spirit Great World. Nevertheless, through causality calculations, the Battle Court was getting increasingly closer to the Celestial Spirit Great World.

“Immortal Emperor…”

Gu An pondered this name; in the memory of the Silent Destruction God Emperor, the Lord of the War Court was the Immortal Emperor. The Dao practice of this Immortal Emperor was unfathomably profound, and it was uncertain whether he would come this time.

He had already sensed the auras of more than a dozen Innate Golden Immortals within the approaching War Court’s forces, with more Battle Court powerhouses arriving continuously. Judging by the situation, they were determined to slaughter all the descendants of the Long Clan.

Gu An wasn’t the least bit perturbed, he was, on the contrary, looking forward to the arrival of the great battle, during which he could reap Life Span extensively.

Generally, Gu An wouldn’t engage in slaughter, but if someone threatened him, it was an opportunity to kill righteously and justifiably.

“Brother Gu, good morning!”

Bai Sheng’s laughter came from the courtyard, and Gu An looked down to see Bai Sheng waving at him. So he smiled and nodded in response.

“Are you going to read books again today?” Gu An asked.

The civil examination was still a while away. It had been a month since they arrived in the Imperial City, and every day Bai Sheng would stroll through the city, mainly to find books to read.

With Su Jin’s help, Bai Sheng had come across quite a bit of money on the way and was now quite wealthy.

Bai Sheng laughed, “I’m not reading today. I heard there’s an Immortal in the city taking disciples, and I want to see if it’s a real Immortal. Brother Gu, want to come along?”

Gu An shook his head, “You go ahead, I’m off to find someone for a drink.”

“You and your drinking.”

After chatting for a bit, Bai Sheng left with Su Jin.

Gu An watched Bai Sheng leave, knowing that once the impending disaster in the Imperial City was over, it would be his time to leave as well.

Having accompanied Bai Sheng for a year, he had scattered his worries, and whatever happened between Bai Sheng and Su Jin in the future, Gu An would simply observe from afar.

The Imperial City bustled day after day; in the eyes of mortals, this Imperial Dynasty was the most powerful entity in the world, manipulating power, capable of altering heaven and earth.

Little did they know, the world is vast, and even the seemingly immovable behemoths can be undone in an instant.

If Gu An didn’t intervene, this Imperial Dynasty would be annihilated within days, and not even Su Jin in the Nirvana Realm could stop it.

The impending disaster would change Bai Sheng’s mindset, igniting a fiery passion for Immortal Cultivation like never before.

Gu An’s thoughts drifted away as time rapidly slipped by.

Dusk approached.

As night neared, lights gradually lit up the city, and the Imperial City became even more lively, with the noise reaching Gu An’s ears.

He still sat on the eaves, and following his gaze, billowing dark clouds were rolling toward the Imperial City, creating a heavy oppression.

At that moment, on another street in the city, Bai Sheng stood on tiptoes in the crowd, looking towards the stage where a Daoist wearing a mask was performing a sword dance, with five disciples dressed as demons circling around him.

The Daoist’s swordplay occasionally sped up, sharp as the wind, eliciting cheers from the onlookers.

Bai Sheng didn’t notice that Su Jin on his shoulder was looking up at the Celestial Vault.

“This demon qi…”

Su Jin’s eyes revealed a hint of dread, she hadn’t expected the Imperial City to attract such a terrifying demon.

This is not good!

She turned her head to look at Bai Sheng and licked his face with her tongue.

“Stop it, I’ll buy you something to eat after I’m done watching.”

Bai Sheng said casually, his gaze fixed on the stage, filled with curiosity.

Su Jin became anxious, she bit Bai Sheng’s neck, causing him pain that made him cover his neck with his hand. Without waiting for him to speak, she jumped to the ground and ran outside.

There were too many people around, and Bai Sheng, worried she might come to harm, could only follow her.

After squeezing through the crowd, Bai Sheng saw Su Jin squatting under a tree not far away, and he hurried over.

“You…”

Just as Bai Sheng was about to scold Su Jin, she suddenly transformed, turning into a woman in a white dress with a bewitching face. This shocked Bai Sheng so much that he instinctively stepped back.

Smack!

Su Jin grabbed Bai Sheng’s wrist and pulled him in front of her.

“Listen, I’m only going to say this once, don’t scream and shout, a demon is about to descend, and everyone in the city will be devoured by it. I’m no match for it, I can only protect you. You need to come with me now.”

Su Jin stared at Bai Sheng and spoke solemnly, then, pulling him, started walking towards the city gate.

“Wait a minute!”

Bai Sheng came back to his senses and hurriedly said, trying hard to pull his hand away, but he could not break free from Su Jin’s grip.

Su Jin turned to look at him, her brow deeply furrowed.

Bai Sheng quickly said, “Even if you can’t save the entire city’s population, at least bring Brother Gu with us!”

Su Jin snorted, “Why should I bring him?”

“After all, we’ve been traveling together, we’re already like brothers, how could we abandon him?” Bai Sheng said in a pleading tone.

He didn’t care that he was shocked by Su Jin being a demon, he believed Su Jin wouldn’t harm him; if she would, he would have been eaten already on their journey, so why wait until today?

“Fine!”

Su Jin said impatiently and then took Bai Sheng to their residence.

Boom—

The sound of thunder rumbled, but the people inside the Imperial City were still unaware of the danger.

Within those thunderclouds, a terrifying figure was stirring, and a pair of blood-red eyes loomed over the Human World.

Suddenly.

Countless demon birds burst out of the sea of clouds, sweeping toward the Imperial City, their flapping sounds merging together, instantly drowning out the city’s hubbub and disturbing the citizens.

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In the woods, An Xin was sitting on a stone by the brook, fiddling with the Six Paths Mirror in her hand.

Footsteps approached, and the Sect Hierarch of Qiankun Sect, Yi Qingshan, arrived. His hair was white, but his face still looked young; he was wearing a wide, exquisite robe, and his presence as the head of a sect was hard to conceal.

He came behind An Xin, bowed, and said, “Predecessor, the Dao Court sent people over, claiming that a great calamity is about to come to the world, and all sects must join forces to repel the enemy. They hope that our Qiankun Sect will accept the Celestial Dao Order to coordinate with the Dao Court when the calamity arrives. However, this Theory of Heaven requires the infusion of Qiankun Sect’s destiny, and I’m somewhat hesitant.”

An Xin replied, “If there is hesitation, then refuse.”

Lately, she had gained new insights into the Six Paths Mirror, and if it weren’t for Yi Qingshan’s call, she wouldn’t have wanted to come out.

“But the Dao Court is powerful, and compared to it, our Qiankun Sect is like the light of a rice grain against the brilliance of the moon. If we refuse, won’t the Dao Court target us?” Yi Qingshan asked with a frown, his tone full of worry.

“If they become enemies just because we’re unwilling to cooperate, it means that the Dao Court does not have the greatness of spirit to shoulder the world. They just want to take the opportunity to calculate against all sects. Such a sect will sooner or later become an enemy.”

An Xin said casually as she stood up, turned around to look at Yi Qingshan, and asked, “Is that all?”

Yi Qingshan was taken aback and replied, “There’s one more thing. Someone in the sect has achieved Enlightenment and has become crazed. Can you take a look at him?”

“Why not bring him over here?”

“To tell the truth, his cultivation level can be considered top-tier within the sect, and we can’t handle him. He’s locked himself in his Cave Mansion, raving that the sky is falling. I’ve never seen him so afraid. I wonder if it has something to do with the calamity mentioned by the Dao Court?” Yi Qingshan frowned again.

There was something else he didn’t mention.

In fact, these years, during cultivation, he, too, had felt restless, with a sense of impending disaster hanging over his head.