When I Achieved Sainthood, the Immortal Official Actually Called Me to Raise Horses!

Chapter 197: Taixuan Sect’s Ambition

Chapter 197: Taixuan Sect’s Ambition

Gu An proudly showed off his newly acquired mount, attracting a crowd of disciples who couldn't resist touching the Blood Prison Great Saint. The latter felt utterly humiliated but, fearing Gu An, could only endure it.

Even Chu Jingfeng, who usually trained with his sword at the mountain peak, came to take a look. He had seen countless mounts before, but this was the first time he had encountered such an impressive bull. Its massive horns exuded an imposing aura, and its fur rippled like flames in the wind.

After lingering in Xuan Valley for half an hour, Gu An took the Blood Prison Great Saint back to the Third Medicine Valley.

From now on, he planned to take the Blood Prison Great Saint everywhere—at least within the vicinity of Taixuan Sect.

With the growing number of cultivators in Taixuan Sect, it had become common to see people flying across the sky on their mounts.

The disciples of the Third Medicine Valley were equally fascinated by the Blood Prison Great Saint. Meanwhile, the Great Saint was astounded by the valley’s spiritual energy—it was rare even in the Spirit Realm. This made him somewhat hopeful about his future life here.

Since I’m here, I might as well settle in.

But by the next morning, this thought had been replaced by sheer fury.

This valley had a ridiculously fat rat that was driving him insane!

While he was dozing off downstairs, the White Spirit Mouse suddenly bit him on the rear. He jolted awake in shock. As a once-invincible Great Saint who had dominated an entire realm, how could he tolerate such humiliation?

Yet, to his horror—

He couldn’t catch the White Spirit Mouse!

That night became the darkest in the Blood Prison Great Saint’s life.

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The next day, Gu An brought the Blood Prison Great Saint to Horizon Valley.

"Why are you riding a bull?"

Luo Hun approached the Blood Prison Great Saint, curiosity shining in his eyes. Unable to resist, he reached out to stroke its fur.

Gu An grinned. "Just bought it. Looks grand, doesn’t it?"

"It’s impressive. What breed is it?"

"I have no idea. I call him Ox Demon King."

"Ox Demon King? That name..."

Luo Hun shook his head and chuckled, while the Blood Prison Great Saint lowered his eyes, looking utterly lifeless.

Soon, Lü Xian and Ji Ruolai also came over, intrigued by the Blood Prison Great Saint.

Given how many strange creatures existed in the world, they didn't ask too many questions.

"Have you seen my third sister recently?" Ji Ruolai asked Gu An.

Gu An shook his head. "No, I rarely go to the Inner Sect. Why? Need me to pass a message?"

Ji Ruolai nodded. "Our family wants her to return to the Seven Star Spirit Realm. Could you let her know?"

Gu An readily agreed before heading off to gather medicinal herbs.

Eh, whatever. No point arguing with a beast.

Shaking his head, he walked away.

The Blood Prison Great Saint watched his retreating figure and clenched his teeth in silent fury.

Old bastard!

By now, he had figured it out—no one realized the true cultivation level of the man on his back.

And the so-called "powerful cultivators" here were all weak—none of them measured up to the Spirit Realm’s top tier.

He couldn’t understand why someone as powerful as Gu An had chosen to hide in such a backwater place.

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"Keep an ear out for information regarding this matter. I’ll make it worth your while," Lu Lingjun said.

She was focused entirely on cultivation. Since encountering Grand Ascension and Immortal Dao cultivators, she felt an overwhelming sense of urgency—Profound Mind Realm wasn’t enough anymore.

Gu An smiled and nodded.

After exchanging a few more words, Lu Lingjun departed.

Gu An patted the Blood Prison Great Saint, signaling him to continue forward.

"People always yearn for the places they’ve never been. But once they arrive, they realize it’s all the same. By the time they wish to return, it’s already too late."

His tone was slow and thoughtful.

The Blood Prison Great Saint felt targeted.

If he could talk, he’d definitely argue with Gu An.

If it weren’t for you, would I be this miserable?!

Snow fell steadily, accumulating on the ground. The Blood Prison Great Saint’s hooves left deep prints in the snow as he and Gu An gradually disappeared into the wintry landscape.

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By nightfall, in the Demonic Domain, beneath a vast and desolate sky...

Xuantian Yi and An Hao sat by a campfire. Snowflakes drifted down but melted before they could touch them. The ground within ten meters around them was bare, forming a stark contrast with the surrounding snowfields.

Xuantian Yi held a book in his hands and murmured, "The demonic aura here is heavy. We might find the Sealed Demon any time now."

An Hao, who was cultivating, opened his eyes and asked, "Senior, once we find it, what should we do?"

"The Empire has begun its northern campaign. You take the information back—I’ll stay behind."

"Why?"

"I want to play the hero for once. I can’t always rely on the Sword Sovereign."

With that, Xuantian Yi turned the page and continued reading.