Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses
Chapter 945 - 937: The Saint’s Aura

Chapter 945: Chapter 937: The Saint’s Aura

A new Celestial Court?

An Zizai’s words made Gu An fall into contemplation. Indeed, the current Celestial Court seems inadequate for all living beings, but from the perspective of the Celestial Emperor, he probably doesn’t think he’s in the wrong.

The Celestial Emperor created the Heavenly Dao, and the Heavenly Dao created all living beings; in the eyes of the Celestial Emperor, everything is his creation.

From Gu An’s perspective, the beings of the Heavenly Dao were not created by the Celestial Emperor, but rather chosen by the Great Dao.

Once a creature is born with spiritual intelligence and owns consciousness, they should not be under the control of the Celestial Court.

Gu An has his understanding, but he won’t interfere, as he doesn’t want to become the Celestial Emperor.

Since all living beings have opinions about the Celestial Court, let them strive for change.

An Zizai opened up, beginning to enumerate the actions of the Celestial Court that displease him.

Without discussing the Three Thousand Great Worlds, only the Central Heaven, even the Immortal Gods have done many things that displease An Zizai.

The Immortal Gods promote the creation merits of the Celestial Court but do not aid the suffering beings.

The Immortal Gods teach the Dao without differentiating between merits and karma; anyone can listen if they reach their dojo. There was once a conflict in the Immortal God’s dojo, and the Immortal Gods suppressed both parties, stating that gratitude and grievance are not discussed in dojos. Later on, the wrongdoer became a dreaded presence.

This is what An Zizai heard on the continent, where numerous outsiders bring various news, giving him a clear understanding of the situation in Central Heaven.

Listening to An Zizai’s complaints, Gu An was not displeased and even added details to give An Zizai a deeper understanding of what he had heard.

"I don’t know when I can be like you, Ancestor, able to see everything happening in the world."

An Zizai sighed, while Gu An laughed, urging him to cultivate more.

In Central Heaven, time seems so long, and years seem negligible.

As time passes, myths continuously emerge in Central Heaven and spread to all heavens and myriad realms.

Ascenders come to Central Heaven, and Central Heaven spirits also begin to depart, descending into other heavens.

The Heavenly Dao is opening passages beyond heaven for Central Heaven, connecting myriad worlds.

One day, at dawn.

The True Yuan Ancestor stood by the seaside, gazing at the undulating sea, silently pondering.

In these over millions of years, Gu An did not particularly teach him cultivation techniques or divine skills, but often lectured him on the Dao, guiding his cultivation, and he created a Daoist technique suitable for himself.

"What are you thinking?"

Xuanwu’s voice interrupted the True Yuan Ancestor’s thoughts as he turned his head to see Xuanwu walking along the beach.

After being together for so many years, they were familiar with each other, and he hid nothing in response to Xuanwu’s inquiry.

"I’m thinking about how I should guide the Daoist Emperor. I feel that the previous cultivation method of the Daoist Emperor was incorrect, and I want to change it."

The True Yuan Ancestor replied, revealing a trace of confusion on his face.

Xuanwu already knew what the Daoist Emperor was but didn’t understand how powerful he was.

"Just do it; the Master entrusted you with the Daoist Emperor, surely believing in you." Xuanwu scratched his head, saying this.

He did not like to cultivate and had no clue about the cultivation level of the True Yuan Ancestor.

In his view, the True Yuan Ancestor was far less interesting than Liu An, but alas, Liu An was already gone.

The True Yuan Ancestor looked at Xuanwu and said, "The Liu An you are concerned about has also become the Daoist Emperor. I can feel where he is and sense his will and cultivation level."

Hearing this, Xuanwu was stunned.

How did he know I was thinking about Liu An?

Besides, he’s never met Liu An, so how could he know it was the same person?

The True Yuan Ancestor explained: "I can see his cause and effect, as he has a profound cause and effect with you."

Xuanwu stared wide-eyed and said, horrified, "You know what I’m thinking?"

The True Yuan Ancestor smiled and said, "Yes, even if you don’t speak, I can communicate with you."

Xuanwu, not accepting this, started to ask the True Yuan Ancestor questions with his heart, and he answered directly, without hesitation.

For a while, Xuanwu fell silent, and the True Yuan Ancestor seemed to be talking to himself, and Xuanwu’s expression grew more and more frightened.

Being seen through one’s thoughts was such a terrifying fact.

"How do you do that?" Xuanwu couldn’t help but ask.

The True Yuan Ancestor thought for a moment and said, "I can’t say clearly, but since a millennium ago, I’ve been able to hear your thoughts."

This statement made Xuanwu shudder, causing him to instinctively retreat a few steps.

The True Yuan Ancestor comforted: "You don’t have to overthink it; your evaluation of me doesn’t affect our relationship. It’s true that I’m not interesting enough."

Xuanwu felt embarrassed and hurriedly changed the subject by asking, "Can you hear the Master’s thoughts?"

The True Yuan Ancestor shook his head, and a reverent expression appeared on his face, sincerely feeling, "I can’t do it; my master’s Dao practice is beyond my imagination."

Xuanwu suddenly realized, not even knowing how strong the True Yuan Ancestor really was.

At this moment, he felt a strong urge to cultivate.

At least not to be seen through one’s mind.

The True Yuan Ancestor no longer pointed out his thoughts but turned around to continue looking at the sea.

His gaze entered into the destiny of the Daoist Emperors, feeling each Daoist Emperor’s Dao to shape his own Dao.

At the same time.

Gu An was standing on a cliff, watching the True Yuan Ancestor, filled with emotion in his heart.

Such incredible comprehension!

In just a million years, he has fully integrated into the origin destiny of the Daoist Emperors, and the True Yuan Ancestor can cultivate the divine skills of the Daoist Emperors through destiny.

The creators of the Daoist Emperors couldn’t control it as smoothly and easily as the True Yuan Ancestor did.

Just relying on the Daoist Emperors, the True Yuan Ancestor is only one step away from the Miao Zhen Daluo Immortal.

The True Yuan Ancestor’s sanctity is becoming more apparent, which has already started to influence the Heavenly Dao.

Recently, Central Heaven has produced some monstrous talents who, though not quite as good as the True Yuan Ancestor, are almost on par. These talents are destined to become the True Yuan Ancestor’s enemies.

The True Yuan Ancestor is also a creature of the Heavenly Dao; if he wants to become a Saint, he means to transcend the control of the Heavenly Dao, which instinctively wants to suppress him.

Yet the changes in the Heavenly Dao haven’t caught the Celestial Emperor’s attention, showing that although he created the Heavenly Dao, he does not fully comprehend it.

Gu An watched the True Yuan Ancestor for a while, then turned and left. He managed to come without attracting the attention of Xuanwu and the True Yuan Ancestor.

Upon turning, Gu An arrived within the Tai Cang Dynasty of the Celestial Spirit Great World.

In recent years, the Tai Cang Dynasty has been in turmoil, as a Prince achieved the status of Heaven-Encompassing Free Immortal and seeks to seize the throne.

As of now, the Tai Cang Dynasty is considered the most prosperous dynasty in the Celestial Spirit Great World, and Li Xuandao is called the Emperor of Longevity because he’s been in power for so long.

In the Imperial Garden, Li Xuandao sat alone at a table drinking wine, with another wine cup opposite him, already filled.

His brow furrowed, looking worried, and from time to time, he sighed.