Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses
Chapter 856 848 The Catastrophe of Wushi

Wu Xie entered Wushi without causing any stir within, while An Zizai and Hai Yuan only paid attention to him secretly.

A hundred years later, An Zizai summoned Wu Xie.

Having grown up, Wu Xie was elegant and handsome, and like most Wushi disciples, had the demeanor of the Immortal Family. He still wore black clothes, but his outfit had become more refined, with a Cyan Jade Hairpin on his hair crown, exuding extraordinary poise.

An Zizai met him on a cliff. Wu Xie came up behind An Zizai and bowed to salute.

"Wu Xie greets Ancestor!"

Wu Xie's tone was neither humble nor arrogant. Upon careful listening, one could hear a hint of flair in his voice.

Since joining Wushi, he had been cultivating and hadn't met An Zizai again, but he couldn't forget the embarrassment when he first met An Zizai. On the way here, he wondered why Ancestor had summoned him.

He couldn't understand but wasn't worried, because he was already a Wushi disciple. His master and his master's master both regarded him highly, even if the third-generation senior disciple wanted to trouble him, they would need a reason.

An Zizai, with his back to Wu Xie, gazed at the distant mountains and forests, and spoke: "Your talent is outstanding, and your comprehension is rare for a millennium. I will make an exception to teach you divine skills. What kind of divine skill do you want to learn?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Xie's eyes lit up, and he immediately said: "I want to learn the Myriad Supreme Palm!"

The Myriad Supreme Palm, which overwhelmed the Outer Heaven Emperor and gained fame throughout the land, was something Wu Xie heard his family talk about in his youth. If he could join Wushi, he must learn the Myriad Supreme Palm.

"The Myriad Supreme Palm can only be practiced by the Wushi senior disciple. The so-called senior disciple is not every generation's senior disciple but the one who wields great power among them."

As An Zizai spoke, he turned to look at Wu Xie.

He examined Wu Xie and asked: "Do you think you can become the senior disciple?"

"I will try hard! Since I am cultivating immortality, I have great ambitions. I don't want to live a lifetime of quiet cultivation!"

When Wu Xie said this, his eyes were bright and fearless as he met An Zizai's gaze, full of vigor, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.

An Zizai had to admit that he liked Wu Xie's sharpness because it was something other disciples did not possess, only seen in the world's number one prodigy.

But the thought of Wu Xie using Wushi's divine skills to cause chaos in the Human World gave him some discomfort.

"Ancestor, I temporarily lack the qualifications to practice the Myriad Supreme Palm. Why don't you decide? Whatever you teach, I will learn. I'm not picky. I feel that only by mastering all divine skills and Daoist techniques can I reach the ancestor's realm."

Wu Xie said excitedly, mentioning the ancestor, he clenched his fists tightly.

An Zizai nodded and said: "Then start with learning the Escape Skill first. Penetrating the essence of all things is seeing through all things, which will aid in your comprehension of heaven and earth."

"Thank you, Ancestor!"

Wu Xie saluted again.

Thus, Wu Xie began to follow An Zizai in cultivation. This matter spread within Wushi; the current generation of Wushi disciples had been passed down for twenty-six generations, and although Wu Xie was accepted by the fourteenth-generation disciple, making his lineage relatively high, being specially cared for by An Zizai was rare.

Everyone could feel a new star rising, and Wu Xie might become a representative figure of Wushi.

Since then, many disciples took the initiative to visit Wu Xie, making his pride grow ever larger.

Ten thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.

Wu Xie had already become a genius disciple of Wushi, and his fame even spread beyond the Nine Spirit Continent.

On this day, Su Han came to the bamboo forest to visit Gu An, talking about Wu Xie.

"This Wu Xie is truly extraordinary. After merely ten thousand years of cultivating immortality, he's already a Divine Thought True Immortal. The key is his comprehension; he can learn any divine skill or spell just by seeing it once—it's simply absurd." Su Han said standing in front of Gu An, spreading his palms, his tone helpless.

Once, he thought his talent was the highest, but after coming to Wushi, he found geniuses abound, and some people's talents amazed him.

Wu Xie's sudden rise made him feel that the foundation of the Nine Spirit Continent and the Celestial Spirit Great World aren't on the same level.

Gu An, who was reading a book, casually said: "That's just because the divine skills he encountered were too low-level. Some divine skills cannot be mastered just by seeing them once."

"I know, but facing most Daoist techniques with such comprehension is already very exaggerated. I heard the senior brother personally taught him. Ancestor, is there an arrangement of yours in this?" Su Han asked curiously.

He had a good relationship with An Zizai, knowing An Zizai's character. Since An Zizai's disciples grew up, he stopped accepting disciples and wouldn't teach other disciples to cultivate; Wu Xie was an exception.

Everyone could feel that An Zizai had high hopes for Wu Xie, and Su Han thought the same.

"I am very busy and have no time to pay attention to these matters."

Gu An responded carelessly, then turned to a new page.

Seeing his action, Su Han had many grievances he wanted to express but held back.

Is Gu An busy?

Su Han used to think so, but after spending a lot of time with him, he truly felt that Ancestor was the most idle person.

But it was precisely because he's the most idle that made his thoughts impossible to fathom.

"Su Han, if Wushi faces a catastrophe and I cannot intervene, what would you do?" Gu An suddenly asked, his gaze never leaving the pages.

Su Han, hearing this, was stunned, for he wouldn't think that Ancestor would ask meaningless questions.

In an instant, he thought of many possibilities, and his mood sank abruptly.

"I am a Wushi disciple; I must defend Wushi even if it costs my life!" Su Han said firmly.

This was indeed his heartfelt sentiment.

Gu An could hear that he had already hypothesized numerous terrifying scenarios.

Some assumptions even amused Gu An.

Gu An glanced at him, smiled: "You don't need to be tense, there will never be a situation where I cannot intervene, only whether I want to or not."

Upon hearing this, Su Han breathed a sigh of relief, and then he became alert again.

If Wushi faced a catastrophe, would Ancestor have a situation of not wanting to intervene?

If it were other disciples, they might not think this far, but his grandfather came from the Supreme Sect; he knew of Ancestor's past with the Supreme Sect, knowing the Ancestor once supported and later abandoned the Supreme Sect.

Could it be that one day, Ancestor would abandon Wushi?

Gu An listened to his inner voice, thinking he indeed dares to speculate.

Actually, Gu An had no intention of abandoning Wushi, as he had personally established it. But if Wushi faced troubles that disciples could solve, he wouldn't intervene.

Recently, Wuxin had brought him insight, giving him more thoughts about Wushi.

Since Wushi had grown, why not make it grow even larger?

He wasn't aiming to compete, but just wanted to see if the Wushi he founded differed from the various major sects of the heavens.

"Ten thousand years from now, you take a group of Wushi disciples to the Path of the Great Dao for training. It's also an opportunity for your honing." Gu An said softly.

When Su Han heard this, his eyes immediately brightened. He had long wanted to venture onto the Path of the Great Dao!