Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses-Chapter 523 - 520: Inheritance, The Thousand-Year Battle

Chapter 523: Chapter 520: Inheritance, The Thousand-Year Battle

“The Daoist Unique Venerate Skill is indeed formidable. If one can grasp its essence, dominating a corner of the Great Thousand World would not be an issue. However, this skill is not so easy to cultivate.”

The Immortal Seeker said nonchalantly as his thoughts lingered on the distant Holy Court.

He knew very well how powerful the Silent Destruction God Emperor was, and for that reason, he felt the situation in the world was spiraling out of control.

He was only a reincarnated being; he could not intervene in the workings of the Heavenly Dao. His role was to assist others.

But no matter how great the opportunity he provided Zhu Xi, for her to possess the strength to contend with the Silent Destruction God Emperor before the change of the era was utterly impossible.

After Zhu Xi mentioned the Daoist Unique Venerate Skill, her confusion resurfaced. She asked, “What exactly is the origin of the Daoist Unique Venerate Skill? In the process of cultivating it, I saw many figures; if they all practiced this skill, do they belong to the same sect?”

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The Immortal Seeker looked at her and smiled, “Not just anyone can cultivate the Daoist Unique Venerate Skill. This skill is passed down in a single lineage, and I too have only received its technique, never having cultivated it myself.”

Zhu Xi pondered this after hearing his words.

The Immortal Seeker stood up and said, “Continue with your cultivation. I’ll step out for a bit.”

Zhu Xi did not inquire further but closed her eyes and continued to perceive the Daoist Unique Venerate Skill.

Even though she had regained her memories of Shengtian, her interest in the Daoist Unique Venerate Skill remained. With her talent, comprehending the Daoist Unique Venerate Skill still proved to be a struggle, which was enough to indicate the unfathomable depth of this skill.

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The arrival of the Silent Destruction God Emperor and others did not change the overall situation of the world. Against the backdrop of strife between the Holy Court and Immortal Dynasty, prodigies rose, and Great Cultivators who had been in seclusion for long periods broke through their limits, reaching higher realms, shaking heaven and earth.

The number of living beings between heaven and earth dwindled, with cultivators moving toward the central region of the Celestial Spirit Great World and Mortal Spirits fleeing to the edges.

The number of mortals on the Nine Spirit Continent was increasing, leading to sects springing up like bamboo shoots after a rainstorm, and even demons began staking out their territories.

The Daoist Field of the Beginningless, situated near the Qiankun Sect, fortunately faced no trouble.

On this day.

Yi Qingshan and four others came into the forest to meet An Xin. All five had successively reached the Nirvana Realm in cultivation, but they still acted with restraint in front of An Xin.

They could never ascertain An Xin’s cultivation level, so they believed her realm to be far above theirs.

“A Sect’s Main Technique inheritance is missing?” An Xin asked, frowning.

Yi Qingshan’s face showed a bit of awkwardness. He cleared his throat, braced himself, and said, “Indeed, figures from the Sea Sects have appeared on the fringes of the mainland. They have deeper resources and are constantly recruiting Mainland Cultivators. Numerous families and prodigies in our Qiankun Sect have been poached. Ultimately, the Qiankun Sect lacks exceptional advantages.”

He felt there was no reason to come to An Xin, but recalling the thousands of years they had known each other and the familiarity that had grown, coupled with the urging from the higher-ups in the sect, they had no choice but to approach her.

The Qiankun Sect was no longer just their sect but belonged to a million disciples.

For the future of the sect, what was the harm in losing face?

After all, Yi Qingshan was prepared for the awkwardness of being rejected.

Cheng Meng followed up, “Senior, we dare not demand that you bestow upon us such an inheritance, but even just pointing us in the right direction would be appreciated.”

The other three echoed in agreement.

The five of them had ventured out for a thousand years, but within the entirety of heaven and earth, they were still at the bottom. Their Cultivation Techniques, spells, and Divine Skills were quite mediocre within the Immortal Dao Realm.

An Xin quietly watched them, making them so ashamed that they wished they could shrink into the ground.

Suddenly.

An Xin pursed her lips in a smile and said, “I do indeed have an inheritance that suits you.”

At these words, the five of them looked up at her with surprise.

An Xin raised her right hand and with a flick of her finger, five Secret Manuals appeared in her hand.

The covers of these five secret manuals bore no titles, and with An Xin’s actions, Yi Qingshan and his four companions exchanged perplexed looks.

The techniques and divine skills of the Immortal Dao Realm were vast and boundless, definitely not something that could be contained within just five books.

They dared not offend An Xin, however, and could only grumble in their hearts.

“Choose one,” An Xin said with a smile, feeling secretly thrilled. Was this what it felt like to pass on one’s teachings?

Before coming here today, her master had handed her the five secret manuals. She had been puzzled at first, but after Yi Qingshan and his companions spoke up, she came to admire her master’s foresight.

“This…” Yi Qingshan frowned, could a legacy be passed down in such a frivolous manner?

An Xin raised an eyebrow, and Yi Qingshan immediately stepped forward to draw a manual from her hands.

Seeing this, An Xin put the other four manuals into her sleeve and turned to leave, leaving behind a final remark, “This cultivation technique will now be the main technique of your Qiankun Sect. I hope you will use it for good.”

Hearing this, Yi Qingshan and the others hastily paid their respects and watched her figure disappear into the depths of the forest before they gathered to examine the manual.

Yi Qingshan opened the first page and read aloud, “Heaven and Earth Primordial Skill…”

“Qiankun? It does suit our sect’s name, but…” Gu Changsheng hesitated.

He wanted to say An Xin was playing a trick on them, but feared being overheard by her.

Yi Qingshan turned to the second page, and instantly, a burst of golden light emanated from within, enveloping the five cultivators. Their expressions changed dramatically, and their gazes became distant and unfocused.

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By the lakeside, Gu An was sparring with Chen Chuan in swordsmanship. Having reached the Immortal Dao Realm, the actual moves were no longer important, but Gu An used them to guide Chen Chuan towards Sword Dao enlightenment.

Chen Chuan had an extremely high comprehension of Sword Dao. Each year, he could feel himself growing stronger, but whenever he sparred with his master, he felt his own Sword Dao was childlike and posed no threat to his master.

Gu An held the Cyan Hong Sword with the blade sheathed, countering Chen Chuan’s sword techniques with just the scabbard, and leading him into other moves. At a glance, Chen Chuan seemed like a puppet effortlessly manipulated by him.

Lv Xian sat under a tree not far away, intently watching, seeking to understand Gu An’s Sword Dao.

Though he did not specialize in Sword Dao, having seen the Three Thousand Great Dao, he believed he could gain insight by analogy.

After a while.

Gu An pressed the scabbard to Chen Chuan’s forehead, immobilizing him, signaling the end of their sparring session.

Chen Chuan let out a sigh of relief, a smile spreading across his face, “Master, I understand now!”

Gu An sheathed his sword and then beckoned to Lv Xian, who immediately ran over.

“What do you think about holding a contest in our dojo every thousand years, where except for me, all of you participate?” Gu An asked with a smile.

Hearing this, both Lv Xian and Chen Chuan’s eyes lit up. They both harbored competitive spirits and were naturally eager to prove themselves before their master.

The two agreed without hesitation, even somewhat impatient to start.

Gu An had suggested this because everyone in the dojo had already reached the Nirvana Realm, and there were no particularly weak practitioners. Moreover, each one had received his personal teachings, and the Daoist techniques and divine skills they possessed were distinct.

Of course, besides applying pressure to his disciples, he also wanted to liven things up.

“It won’t be a contest of who’s strongest. Each time, I will personally select your opponents. You only have to fight one battle, and after ten thousand years, you all will inevitably have faced each other,” Gu An said, still smiling.

Lv Xian and Chen Chuan naturally had no objections and were already looking forward to it.

“I’ll tell you in advance, you two will be each other’s first opponents,” Gu An said with a chuckle.

Upon hearing this, Lv Xian and Chen Chuan instinctively looked at each other, then after their initial shock, a fighting spirit and confidence ignited in their eyes, each believing they could win.