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

Chapter 732: Chapter 724: Surpassing the Celestial God

“Of course you can. You don’t need to overthink it, but there’s one thing you must understand. Once you join Wushi, it’s not easy to leave. To attain the Dao, you must endure long, monotonous years.”

Gu An smiled at Li Xuanyu. If Li Xuanyu didn’t want to join Wushi, he wouldn’t force her.

Li Xuanyu nodded and said, “I understand. Following you will undoubtedly grant me power beyond all beings. If left unchecked, it could become a catastrophe for the Human World. Freedom and power, one must choose between the two.”

Is that how you understand it?

That’s not entirely wrong.

In truth, the reason Gu An constrained his disciples was simply because they were too weak. Going out too early would likely bring troubles beyond their ability to resolve. He didn’t want to always be the one cleaning up after them.

“You came to invite me personally, how could I refuse? Could you give me some time to handle matters within my sect?” Li Xuanyu looked at Gu An and spoke softly.

People around them couldn’t hear their conversation, nor did anyone look their way.

This wasn’t the first time Li Xuanyu noticed this; each time it happened, she felt a sense of shock and incredulity.

Gu An had no objections. They exchanged a few more words before passing by each other.

At the same time,

On the other side of the Human World, in a mountain forest, there was a wooden house where Li Xianyou, who had grown up, was carving a wooden sword with a small knife.

He wore white clothes, a black shoulder sleeve draped over his right shoulder, and his hair was tied behind his head with a grass rope. His defined features were filled with spirit.

Clang!

The door of the wooden house was pushed open. An elder in a green robe walked out, his face looking rather displeased. He didn’t glance at Li Xianyou as he passed by, transforming into a white light that disappeared at the edge of the celestial vault.

Li Xianyou didn’t mind and continued carving the wooden sword in his hand.

Li Ya, dressed in black, walked out from the house, stretching lazily in the sunlight. He sighed and said, “Disciple, why are there so many ambitious people in this world? The Dao Court is a lesson from the past; trying to unify the world is incredibly difficult.”

Li Xianyou, with his back to Li Ya, responded, “Dao Court didn’t fail. They dominated for many years. It was they who chose to dissolve. The major sects in the world might just be renamed Dao Court cultivators. Even with the fall of Dao Court, there are still Xuanting and the Immortal Court. They continue to enjoy the world’s resources.”

Li Ya glared at Li Xianyou and grumbled, “Brat, do you expect me to lower myself to those sects and become their lackey?”

“Of course not. If you must join an Immortal Cultivation Sect, it should be Wushi. You should follow Master Gu,” Li Xianyou replied without turning his head.

Ever since he witnessed Master Gu’s prowess, he always wanted to join Wushi. Unfortunately, Li Ya would not go.

He understood his master’s pride. Men, after all, tend to be proud. If Master Gu were a generation above him, it wouldn’t be such a problem, but they were peers.

Li Ya snorted, “Wushi is undoubtedly an excellent place. Do you think I don’t know that? You have no idea what’s on your master’s mind.”

“Indeed, I don’t. I only know that without me accompanying you, who knows when you might get seriously injured again.”

“Nonsense, last time was an accident.”

“Hehe, let’s say it was an accident. Without me carrying you, you would’ve already been reincarnated.”

Li Xianyou’s words nearly drove Li Ya mad. This kid was becoming more and more disrespectful.

Li Ya regretted acting impulsively back then. He hadn’t figured out his opponent’s background before making a move. He wasn’t afraid, just that he’d lost face in front of his disciple, making him uncomfortable.

“Stop carving that wooden sword. Come, I’ll take you to the Sword Sect for a visit. Don’t you want a Divine Sword? I’ll fulfill your wish!”

Li Ya stood with his hands on his hips, looking quite pleased with himself.

Upon hearing this, Li Xianyou immediately stood up, looking at Li Ya with joy.

Li Ya enjoyed this look. This was the attitude a disciple should have.

“The Sword Sect’s reputation now shakes the heavens. Chen Chuan of the Sword Sect is the number one Sword Cultivator in the world. According to you, he counts as my senior brother. Can I ask him for some guidance?” Li Xianyou flashed to Li Ya’s front and asked expectantly.

Li Ya’s eyes widened in anger, “Is his Sword Dao better than mine? You brat, are you trying to betray me?”

“Of course not. I just want to gather the strengths of all sects to create my own Sword Dao,” Li Xianyou said earnestly.

In truth, he believed that Li Ya wasn’t a match for Chen Chuan.

Since Chen Chuan had stepped into the Free Immortal Realm, he had never been defeated. In fact, since his rise to fame, he had never lost a battle, unlike his master, whom he had seen lose with his own eyes.

Every time he thought of his master, bloodied and on the brink of death, he felt a heartache.

Once, Li Ya was an invincible existence in his mind, even Master Gu was not considered a match for him.

His master’s defeat shattered a belief in him.

Of course, he wouldn’t reveal these thoughts, afraid of hurting Li Ya’s feelings.

He still respected Li Ya, for Li Ya was the most chivalrous person he had ever seen. Li Ya had saved many suffering people like him, never seeking anything in return.

Li Ya’s last injury was also because he couldn’t stand seeing the strong oppress the weak.

“Just as well, the Sword Sect is holding the World’s Number One Sword Assembly. I’ll challenge him, so you can see who’s stronger,” Li Ya snorted, his eyes brimming with fighting spirit.

Chen Chuan’s fame was immense. Wherever he went, he heard Sword Cultivators bring up this name, sparking his curiosity.

It was one thing to be unable to defeat Gu An, but could he not even defeat Gu An’s disciple?

The world was vast, filled with countless great powers. As a master, he needed to remind his nephew about this.

Li Xianyou opened his mouth, wanting to refuse, but in the end, he swallowed his words.

Forget it.

With Master Gu’s influence, Chen Chuan wouldn’t harm his master.

…

Above the sea of clouds, figures clad in silver armor, radiating the strong light of the Heavenly Dao, stood like mountains. Most of their faces were filled with excitement.

Zhang Buku and Xu You were among them, feeling their Celestial Dao Destiny as their emotions remained stirred.

“Is this the power of the Immortal Gods? Truly powerful…”

Zhang Buku looked at his own hands and said softly.

Xu You glanced at him and said, “This is just the beginning. We have only initially obtained the Celestial Court’s destiny. Our cultivation levels will grow rapidly from here, eventually reaching the Heaven-Encompassing Free Immortal Realm. If you seize the opportunity well and advance to the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit Realm, you will become a true Celestial God. Heavenly Soldiers aren’t qualified to call themselves Immortal Gods yet.”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Buku looked up at the celestial vault. There was a boundless mass of golden clouds, and above the clouds, the Celestial Calming God looked down at them as if a ruler gazing upon his creations.

Looking at the Celestial Calming God, Zhang Buku recalled the humiliating defeat he experienced on the Path of the Great Dao.

So-called Celestial Gods were nothing special.

His goal was to surpass Celestial Gods!