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

It was early autumn, and in the Holy King Palace, Yang Jian sat in the courtyard, sipping tea and enjoying the scenery.

He wore a loose embroidered robe, his expression gentle, making it hard to believe he was once the great general who helped establish the Tai Cang Dynasty with great achievements.

"I didn't expect you to be so leisurely now; do you no longer have higher pursuits in life?"

A female voice rang out in the garden, startling Yang Jian to turn his head, only to see An Xin entering through the garden's archway, followed by Shen Zhen, and behind Shen Zhen was someone else.

When Yang Jian saw who that last person was, his expression changed drastically, and he immediately stood up and knelt on the ground.

"Disciple Yang Jian pays respects to Master."

Gu An walked at the end, and upon hearing Yang Jian's words, he did not respond immediately but instead glanced around the garden.

This garden's structure and scenery were exactly the same as a garden in the Third Medicine Valley from years ago, showing Yang Jian's deep longing for the past.

An Xin approached Yang Jian and said irritably, "You still remember you have a master. So many years have passed, why haven't you come to see your master? Don't say you couldn't find him; if you had the heart, a million years wouldn't be enough to find him?"

Yang Jian looked up, helplessly said, "Although I have retired, I cannot leave the Tai Cang Dynasty. The imperial dynasty has enemies all over the world; I truly feel powerless."

An Xin snorted and said no more, moving to the side.

Yang Jian watched as Gu An approached, his face showing excitement. In the past million years, he often imagined meeting Gu An, but when the day finally came, his thousand words were stuck in his throat, unable to be expressed.

"Stand up, let's sit and talk."

Gu An smiled, and his smile made Yang Jian feel relieved.

Although they hadn't seen each other for many years, Gu An had always been concerned about Yang Jian, never blaming him for not visiting. After all, the vastness of the world couldn't be ignored, and as long as Yang Jian held him in his heart, he was satisfied.

After all, Yang Jian had grown up under his care and was once his most beloved disciple.

Times had changed, and Yang Jian was no longer his most powerful disciple, but Gu An did not assess his disciples based solely on strength.

He nurtured disciples out of interest, never relying on them.

Yang Jian quickly got up, then invited Shen Zhen to sit down as well.

After the four sat down, Gu An began asking about Yang Jian's experiences over the years, and Yang Jian spoke at length while Shen Zhen and An Xin listened intently.

After an hour.

Gu An then stated his purpose, discussing the pros and cons of becoming an Immortal God and even disclosed An Hao's background.

Upon hearing that An Hao was the reincarnation of the Celestial Emperor's son, Yang Jian was shocked but found it reasonable. Even as the world was reshaped and the cultivation speed of human prodigies grew increasingly exaggerated, An Hao's impact on him was the greatest. Such a genius being the Celestial Emperor's son made sense.

"I am willing!"

Facing Gu An's gaze, Yang Jian agreed directly.

Gu An smiled, "No rush, you can think about it more; there will be no regrets later."

Yang Jian said seriously, "Becoming an Immortal God means losing freedom, but such an opportunity is something Mortal Spirits can never touch. How can I refuse my master's kindness? Moreover, as you said, it involves Senior Brother An Hao. I am willing to enter the Celestial Court on your behalf, aiding Senior Brother An Hao while also being your eyes within the Celestial Court."

Having held power in the Holy Court and a high position in the Tai Cang Dynasty, he understood what he needed to do after knowing the backstory of this cause and effect.

Being his master's pawn, he had no worries and even looked forward to it.

And he believed his master wouldn't let him down.

After staying in the Tai Cang Dynasty for so many years, he had grown tired of the struggles within the Human Dynasty. Participating in the Heavenly Son's contest in the Celestial Court thrilled him; such feelings hadn't surfaced for a long time.

Gu An's lips turned upward; with Yang Jian's words, he naturally had no reason to refuse. He directly took out the Heavenly Court's Heavenly Order and placed it on the table.

"When you're ready, just infuse your Divine Sense into this token, and the Heavenly Dao will summon you to the Celestial Court. The timing is up to you."

With that, Gu An stood up and turned to leave.

An Xin and Shen Zhen followed closely behind.

Yang Jian immediately got up, bowed to Gu An's departing figure, and respectfully sent him off.

Gu An, along with An Xin and Shen Zhen, vanished into thin air within the garden, and only then did Yang Jian lay his eyes on the Heavenly Court's Heavenly Order.

Elsewhere.

Gu An and his companions arrived on a street in the Imperial City, planning to enjoy themselves for two days before returning.

"Guess how long it will take him to reach the Celestial Court?" Shen Zhen asked with a smile.

An Xin was just about to speak when suddenly, a deafening roar sounded from afar. A majestic celestial might enveloped the entire world, causing everyone on the street to turn their heads. From the east direction of the Imperial City, a white pillar of light appeared, piercing through the skies spectacularly.

Shen Zhen was stunned; she sensed a tremendous Celestial Dao Destiny and immediately guessed it was Yang Jian.

She didn't expect Yang Jian to act so swiftly.

An Xin laughed, "He's smart; the more he prepares, the more he hesitates. After all, he's not a lone wolf."

Among the bustling street, only Gu An hadn't turned his head.

Before he came to find Yang Jian, he knew Yang Jian would agree and had even seen when Yang Jian would ascend to immortality.

Now he pondered when to let the Profound Mysterious Zhenren ascend and where that should happen.

Yang Jian's ascension caused quite a stir, drawing Great Power from all over the Tai Cang Dynasty, including Li Xuandao.

During the ascension, Yang Jian confided his intent to ascend to immortality to Li Xuandao but didn't explain how he could do so, hoping Li Xuandao would take care of his descendants.

Li Xuandao agreed, filled with shock and wonder.

Could there truly be Immortal Gods?

He always thought that so-called Immortals were merely beings who achieved immortality through cultivation, like the former Holy Court claiming to be Immortals, and now the Dao Court and the Hundred Sects of the Human World claimed the same. He also called himself an Immortal to his people.

But today, witnessing the Celestial Dao Destiny taking Yang Jian away, he realized his understanding was overly simplistic.

The ascension destiny connected to the Celestial Dao Light Layer on the surface of the Celestial Spirit Great World, causing global Great Powers to take notice.

In the following days, more and more Great Powers arrived to witness Yang Jian's ascension.

Yang Jian was not simply ascending; during the process, his physical body and soul underwent purification by the Celestial Dao Destiny, and his cultivation level surged incessantly.

Feeling his rapidly rising aura, onlooking Great Power Cultivators marveled, some even attempting to force their way through, only to have their physical bodies turned to ash by the Celestial Dao Destiny, with their souls nearly obliterated, deterring others from acting rashly.

Subsequently, even the Profound Yuan Free Immortal arrived, including the Master of the Dao Court, Yuan Songzi.

On the street, Gu An calculated that the Human World's fortunes had changed.

Yang Jian's ascension marked an imminent leap in the Celestial Spirit Great World's Celestial Dao Destiny because people worldwide began to believe in immortals, and the beliefs of Cultivators could further bolster the Celestial Dao Destiny.

The Tai Cang Dynasty would thus become world-renowned, with Yang Jian becoming an immortal name passed down through all generations.