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

Chapter 896: Chapter 888: Immortals Are Not My Equal

Gu An sat in meditation on the spot, feeling the new realm. With just a thought, he could leap out of the Immortal Spirit Infinite Mountain, and he could even see the Chaos and the Heavenly Dao.

The Heavenly Dao was vast, but from his perspective within it, the Heavenly Dao was just a drop in the vast sea of Chaos.

Gu An discovered that the Supreme Emperor of Ultimate Merging Dao was indeed not alone in reaching the Celestial Emperor level; there were several Supreme Emperors of Ultimate Merging Dao within the Chaos as well, though not as strong as the Celestial Emperor.

More and more places appeared before his eyes, and he saw countless creations.

Within the Chaos, there were also heavens and earths, and there were cultivators who wanted to establish Daoist lineages with destiny like the Celestial Court, but compared to the foundation of the Celestial Court, they were far off.

Having watched for a while, Gu An withdrew his gaze; he decided to continue breaking through.

He had forty trillion years of life span remaining, and breaking through to the Perfection Realm was almost impossible, but reaching the Middle Stage was good enough.

The gap between the early stage and the middle stage of the Primordial Taiyi True Saint was undoubtedly vast and hard to surpass.

After a dozen or so breaths, he closed his eyes and continued to break through.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Upon opening his eyes again, he had already reached the Mid-stage of the Primordial Taiyi True Saint Realm, with over a trillion billion years of life span left.

He stood up and stretched his body, feeling light all over; everything around seemed fragile and vulnerable to him.

He did not immediately teleport back but chose to observe for a while at the Immortal Spirit Infinite Mountain.

Opening the Life Span Barrier was to avoid leaving any cause and effect from the breakthrough. After succeeding in breaking through, he could use his own ability to hide the cause and effect.

The legend of becoming a Saint existed, indicating that Saints had been born before. However, as Gu An swept through the Chaos, he did not find a second Primordial Taiyi True Saint; perhaps they went further away.

Now, Gu An could already capture the silhouette of the Celestial Emperor, whose true form was integrated into the Heavenly Dao, with its will slumbering.

Looking at the Celestial Emperor, Gu An probed its past.

From its birth until now, all causes and effects fell into Gu An’s eyes.

It turned out that from ancient times until now, there was only one Celestial Emperor!

The Celestial Emperor was born during the age of Chaos, having received a gift from the Immortal Dao, sparking the idea of creating the Heavenly Dao. Before creating the Heavenly Dao, he was unparalleled and undefeated in Chaos.

After creating the Heavenly Dao, he became the Celestial Emperor, founded the Ancient Heavenly Court, and established an Immortal Gods base. Alas, after these beings ascended to immortality, they grew complacent. To inspire the Celestial Dao Immortal Gods to cultivate harder, he orchestrated chaos, sending an avatar to challenge himself, then feigned death.

From then on, the position of Celestial Emperor could be shaken, becoming a seed in the hearts of the Immortal Gods. The legend of becoming a Saint was also something he deliberately left behind, an ancient tale he found amidst the Chaos.

Upon examining the complete past of the Celestial Emperor, Gu An was further convinced that he was an extremely cold and detached existence. Whether it was Immortal Gods or the Son of Heaven, they were creations of his with little difference in his mind. He merely maintained internal strife within the Celestial Court on purpose, hence creating the Son of Heaven.

After reaching the Primordial Taiyi True Saint, Gu An’s fighting spirit towards the Celestial Emperor had considerably diminished.

Because it would not be an exciting battle.

More than the Celestial Court, Gu An was now more curious about the Immortal Spirit Infinite Mountain beneath his feet.

Though the Immortal Spirit Infinite Mountain was formed by the destiny of the Immortal Dao, the flowers and grass here truly existed, all with spirituality. To glimpse them was to glimpse different phenomena of the Immortal Dao, and they were like ordinary flowers and grass, but stronger.

Gu An found that the spiritual objects on the mountain had a chance to develop spiritual intelligence, and that the Immortal Spirit Infinite Mountain could sustain his breakthrough surely implied it could also nurture a Primordial Taiyi True Saint.

“Just right, undergoing Holy Tribulation here might be better,”

Gu An thought silently, not in a hurry to leave, wanting to experience the unique Holy Tribulation of the Primordial Taiyi True Saint.

The so-called Holy Tribulation wasn’t his tribulation but the tribulation of the place he went to.

The Primordial Taiyi True Saint was so powerful, its every move could change the world; wherever it went, it might bring about catastrophic disaster.

One could even say a Primordial Taiyi True Saint was a tribulation of the Great Dao, as he could master the Great Dao.

The so-called Holy Tribulation meant Gu An could reincarnate as any being in day and night, without any signs of cause and effect, while retaining his cultivation level.

He could travel to the past, the future, become anyone, make any world vanish, or turn any illusory world into reality.

Even those destroyed, he could make them exist again.

Standing in place, Gu An set his eyes on a blade of grass within the barrier.

He intended to enter the Immortal Dao Era that this blade of grass represented.

A Primordial Taiyi True Saint experiencing Holy Tribulation wasn’t about reincarnation to enhance insight, but allowing the Saint’s heart to feel everything around in the process, naturally wielding the destiny and rules of a realm.

He wanted to see if he could do it and how far he could go.

Perhaps, he could gain control over the Heavenly Dao without anyone knowing.

He showed no interest in seizing the Heavenly Dao, but if he could become its master, he could benefit those he cared about.

For others, this might seem unfair, but isn’t immortal cultivation about doing as one pleases?

When a person attains the Dao, even birds and animals rise to heaven, and this truth exists even in the Mortal World.

Of course, doing so could also make him safer, for within the region he controlled, it was impossible for other Primordial Taiyi True Saints to infiltrate quietly.

Gu An closed his eyes and moved his mind.

In the next moment, he opened his eyes.

What unfolded before him was a vast blue celestial vault. He was standing on a sprawling square, with a long flight of stairs ahead, atop which stood a grand statue on a high platform.

This statue, towering a hundred zhang high, appeared extraordinarily majestic, depicting a man in a Daoist robe, with a robust physique, holding a drawn sword pointed toward the celestial vault, exuding unrivaled momentum.

“That is the Supreme True Monarch, our sect’s only existence to ascend to immortality from ancient times to present. Even when demons rampaged, and the Human World was in distress, the disciples still harbored hope, all because of his existence. We believed he would descend to save us.”

A female voice came from behind, and Gu An saw a woman in white walk beside him.

Only then did Gu An look at himself, having transformed into a twelve-year-old boy, with past memories filtering into his eyes.

He was born in an era ravaged by demons, an orphan from birth. Six months ago, the refugees who raised him sent him to the True Martial Taoist Sect before leaving, and he was about to start a new life.

He wanted to cultivate and become immortal!

The former Gu An was an Immortal Seeker, but now he was a Primordial Taiyi True Saint far surpassing the Immortal Dao.

He neither possessed nor reincarnated; instead, upon entering the Holy Tribulation, he had pre-created a life, awaiting his Primordial Will’s descent.

On the surface a youth, in truth indistinguishable from his true self.

Gu An looked at the grand statue, recognizing who it depicted.

Precisely the Head of the Heavenly Gods, Marshal of Heaven, of the Celestial Court.

He was in the past, and at this moment, Marshal of Heaven was overlooking the Human World from the Celestial Court, intensely furious about the Human World’s plight, yet powerless.

The Celestial Rules did not permit the Marshal of Heaven to descend to the Mortal World, and to preserve his Immortal Position, Marshal of Heaven lacked the courage to descend.

“Come, I’ll take you to the disciples’ abode. Tomorrow, someone will take you to pay respects to your master, and after that, you can cultivate to become immortal,” the woman in white looked at Gu An with a soft voice, her exquisite face appearing aloof as if unsown by worldly concerns.

Gu An glanced at the statue of Marshal of Heaven and calmly replied, “Why cultivate immortality? Immortals are beneath me.”