When I Achieved Sainthood, the Immortal Official Actually Called Me to Raise Horses!-Chapter 263: Once in a Million Years

Although Gu An didn’t exert his full strength, it was enough to disperse the power contained within the massive waves, restoring calm to the waters near the Severed Sea Rift.

As for the catastrophe unfolding on the other side of the ocean, Gu An couldn’t be bothered. He didn’t believe that no one else could stop the waves over there.

Even if he didn’t act, he was sure that some powerful cultivator would step in—just that their timing was uncertain. Perhaps only after Taixuan Sect was submerged.

And just as he expected, two days later, Gu An saw a mysterious grandmaster cultivator use a spell to scatter the waves on the other side of the Severed Sea Rift. Though the display of power wasn’t enough to make him wary, he was certain—the person was a Free Soaring Immortal!

After dispersing the waves, the Free Soaring Immortal vanished.

This world truly harbored many formidable figures. The stronger they were, the more mysterious they became. Either they concealed themselves in plain sight like Gu An or secluded themselves in cave dwellings, indifferent to worldly affairs.

Gu An had explored this land before. There were many places even he couldn’t see through at a glance.

Three more days passed, and news from the ocean reached Taixuan Sect.

The Sword Sovereign of the Righteous Path had taken action, slaying a powerful Divine Anomaly Wraith and dispelling the catastrophe!

The entire sect was instantly in an uproar, and the news spread like wildfire!

Gu An was still reading in his loft when he overheard disciples discussing the event. He didn’t go downstairs and simply continued reading.

This intervention didn’t give him any sense of accomplishment. He figured he’d only feel relieved once the Severed Sea Rift disappeared completely.

However, as dusk approached, something happened that left Gu An rather helpless.

You Yingying, who had just left a few days ago, had returned.

The moment she arrived, she sought out Gu An, eager to share everything she had learned. Her excitement was palpable, and her words were filled with admiration and reverence for the Sword Sovereign of the Righteous Path.

Her information was much clearer—she explained that the Severed Sea Rift had unleashed waves capable of engulfing the heavens and earth, and hidden within them was a Divine Anomaly Wraith that even the Starsea Sect Alliance couldn’t deal with.

She even made a point of explaining what a Divine Anomaly Wraith was, just in case Gu An didn’t grasp its terrifying nature.

Gu An played along. When the catastrophe and the Divine Anomaly Wraith were mentioned, he tensed up; when she brought up the Sword Sovereign of the Righteous Path, he became visibly excited—greatly satisfying her emotional needs.

The impact of this event on You Yingying was enormous, and she desperately needed someone to talk to. Preferably, someone from Taixuan Sect.

She wanted the disciples of Taixuan Sect to feel gratitude, to understand just how powerful the Sword Sovereign of the Righteous Path was!

To have such a figure show favor to Taixuan Sect—what a stroke of incredible fortune!

"If only someone like him lived in the Starsea Sect Alliance," she sighed.

At that moment, Gu An felt something was off.

Why was she telling him all this?

Could she have guessed that he was the Sword Sovereign of the Righteous Path?

For a moment, Gu An became wary of You Yingying.

Yet, You Yingying was completely oblivious to his thoughts. She simply spoke her mind, without ever considering the possibility that Gu An could be the Sword Sovereign of the Righteous Path.

After a long while, once she had fully vented her emotions, You Yingying left in a cheerful mood.

Gu An watched her departing figure and sighed internally—what a pity. He had failed to use this opportunity to shake her off.

Still, considering how much she worshiped the Sword Sovereign of the Righteous Path, he supposed he could tolerate her presence a little longer.

In the following days, the entire Taixuan Sect was abuzz with discussions about the Sword Sovereign of the Righteous Path. Many of the sect’s oceanic cultivators spread news about the Divine Anomaly Wraith as well.

"Undying and indestructible, devouring living beings!"

"A Divine Anomaly Wraith is created from the transformation of a living soul!"

Just hearing about it was enough to send chills down one’s spine!

Notably, You Yingying made daily trips to the Outer Sect City, passionately extolling the power of the Sword Sovereign of the Righteous Path. She believed that only by making everything clear could Taixuan Sect truly revere him!

Each time the Sword Sovereign of the Righteous Path took action, more and more cultivators gathered at the Heavenly Mending Platform.

This kept Zuo Yijian, who was guarding the Heaven-Splitting Axe, busier than ever. But rather than feeling exhausted, he was more spirited than ever, walking around with an air of pride.

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After all, the Sword Sovereign of the Righteous Path had patted him on the shoulder!

Who else had received such an honor?

When Gu An looked out over the Severed Sea Rift, he saw various sects gathered, with the number of cultivators already exceeding five million—and still growing. It seemed the rift had thoroughly instilled fear across the ocean.

His gaze shifted upward. More and more Celestial Ascendants from the Heavenly Great Realm were descending.

It was clear that the great oceanic forces were rallying reinforcements.

That was a good thing!

But then a troubling thought occurred to him.

Wouldn’t sending more reinforcements also result in more Divine Anomaly Wraiths?

All he could do was hope these sects could resolve the crisis in the depths of the Severed Sea Rift on their own.

After all, he wasn’t the chosen protagonist of this world.

Surely, this whole catastrophe wouldn’t have to be settled by him, right?

He figured it wouldn’t come to that.

This world had an entire Immortal Dynasty filled with celestial beings, as well as a mysterious continent whose sheer fortune could block even his divine sense.

Not to mention, Gu An had previously encountered many transcendent sects, far beyond the level of the Starsea Sect Alliance or the Seven Star Spirit Realm.

While the Starsea Sect Alliance dominated the seas, it wasn’t the only hegemon.

With Gu An’s cultivation, he could already perceive the fortunes of different factions. In terms of sheer fortune, Taixuan Sect wasn’t even a ten-thousandth of the Starsea Sect Alliance, and the Starsea Sect Alliance, in turn, wasn’t even a ten-thousandth of that Immortal Dynasty.

Gu An speculated that the truly supreme factions had forces stationed beyond this world, giving them access to far greater resources than the Starsea Sect Alliance could ever hope for.

While the commotion surrounding the Sword Sovereign of the Righteous Path didn’t affect Gu An much, he did start dedicating more time to mentoring Yang Jian.

Ever since Gu An dispersed the waves, Yang Jian had been seeing illusions more frequently, severely hindering his cultivation.

Once, while Gu An was instructing him, Yang Jian suddenly froze. When Gu An shook him awake, he broke out in a cold sweat. He had seen himself being devoured—completely powerless to resist. The pain had felt unbearably real, as if it had truly happened to his body.

Unfortunately, even Gu An couldn’t deduce the source of these visions through karmic divination.

Time passed.

As the year drew to a close, winter snow blanketed the mountains and rivers.

A hundred miles outside Xuan Valley, in a snow-covered forest, Gu An was guiding Yang Jian in practicing the Infinite Free Step.

Yang Jian had extraordinary talent and comprehension, but the Infinite Free Step was profoundly intricate—even for him, mastering it was no easy feat.

After one swift movement, Yang Jian nearly crashed into a tree but managed to steady himself just in time.

As he turned toward Gu An, about to speak, his brows suddenly furrowed.

Clutching his head, he fell to his knees in the snow.

Sensing something amiss, Gu An immediately sealed off the area with his spiritual power to prevent any disturbances from alarming Taixuan Sect.

Approaching Yang Jian, he placed a hand on his shoulder, channeling his power to assist him.

In an instant, Gu An felt an unknown karmic force surging toward him. He could resist it—but after a brief hesitation, he decided to feign being affected.

His consciousness was drawn into a mysterious illusion, with Yang Jian’s awareness present as well.

Seeing his master beside him, Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to speak, his expression changed.

A dark shadow appeared ahead, emerging from the vast expanse of white snow. Judging by its silhouette, it seemed to be clad in armor.

"Xuan Gang Tyrant Body... a rarity unseen in a million years."

A chilling voice came from the darkness, thick with greed.

If one listened carefully, it even sounded as though the speaker was swallowing their saliva—sending shivers down the spine.