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

Chi Jiuxiao took An Hao and fled quickly, passing dozens of intersections. They suddenly flew into a vast palace whose length and width were difficult to estimate. The palace was dimly lit, with rows of stone pillars, most of which had extinguished oil lamps hanging on them.

As soon as An Hao entered the palace, he felt a cold wind blowing towards him, making him shiver uncontrollably.

Before he could think more, a terrible killing intent came from behind.

A dark red long scarf flew out from the darkness, swiftly passing by the two and circling in front, trying to entangle them.

Chi Jiuxiao took out the Dragon-Slaying Spear and threw it forward. A dragon's roar exploded, and a Golden Dragon condensed, illuminating the whole palace with golden light.

The Golden Dragon formed by the Dragon-Slaying Spear fiercely collided with the dark red scarf, stirring up strong winds that ravaged the palace space.

An Hao only felt himself about to be swept away. Fortunately, Chi Jiuxiao was holding him, but even so, he was still very uncomfortable.

Chi Jiuxiao leaped up, his toes stepping on the Dragon-Slaying Spear. He flipped into the air, jumping over the dark red scarf, and then turned to look below.

The dark red scarf was like a red river plunging into the darkness, with no end in sight.

Figures attacked from all directions, quickly surrounding them.

Qin Xunyin flew from the front, landing less than thirty feet from the two, and said with a sneer, "Chi Jiuxiao, where do you think you're going?"

Chi Jiuxiao put down An Hao and coldly said, "Want to kill me? Fine, let this kid go first!"

"I..." An Hao was urgent, just about to speak but was stopped by Chi Jiuxiao raising his hand.

Qin Xunyin laughed dismissively, "Do you think you're in any position to negotiate with me right now?"

As he finished speaking, a figure appeared beside him. It was an old man in white, with a cold face, holding a jade lamp.

Chi Jiuxiao slightly turned his head, glancing back. Another Loose Immortal had already appeared behind him.

"Master..." An Hao whispered through clenched teeth.

Chi Jiuxiao heard his words and smiled.

"An Hao, it seems your master cannot hear your call. But my master is coming soon." Chi Jiuxiao said softly with a smile.

With these words, the faces of the Seven Stars Spirit Realm cultivators slightly changed.

The old man in white beside Chi Jiuxiao instinctively turned around to look.

"You bully my disciple, does Divine Soul True Lord agree?"

A cold voice echoed through the palace, the killing intent in the tone making everyone feel as if they were in an ice cellar.

Chi Jiuxiao's face once again showed an unruly and wild smile, looking at Qin Xunyin as if he were prey.

...

The autumn wind blew, lifting the fallen leaves off the ground and gently putting them down again.

Gu An was sweeping the ground, and the Blood Prison Great Saint beside him curiously asked, "Master, there are so many disciples in the valley, why do you sweep the ground yourself?"

Not only Gu An but other disciples were also sweeping the ground in the Third Medicine Valley. However, compared to the vast Medicine Valley, the hundreds of people seemed sparse.

"It's sometimes good to sweep the ground. Feeling the earth with your hands and feet might lead to some insights." Gu An casually replied.

He sounded very perfunctory, but his words fell on the ears of the Blood Prison Great Saint and seemed very reasonable.

The Blood Prison Great Saint began to walk back and forth, feeling the earth and nature.

Gu An looked toward the direction of Divine Exotic City, where four Wandering Immortals had gathered, two from the Seven Stars Spirit Realm, one was Chi Jiuxiao's master, and another was Nine-Finger Divine Lord.

Nine-Finger Divine Lord was leading Chu Jingfeng to search for Immortal Spirit, while the other three Wandering Immortals were engaged in chaotic battles.

Chi Jiuxiao's master had killed two Loose Immortals and more than a dozen Seven Stars Spirit Realm disciples, attracting two Wandering Immortals.

The situation was not good, as Chi Jiuxiao's master had already fallen into a disadvantage.

Gu An was not in a hurry to take action, first letting Chi Jiuxiao's master fight for a while longer. He had to sweep this area clean.

After a while, Gu An looked towards the west.

Another Wandering Immortal had arrived!

"It's really lively."

Gu An thought to himself, feeling a bit worried.

The increasing presence of Immortal Path beings on this continent could easily bring catastrophe to the Immortal Cultivation World of the Three Dynasties.

He just hoped this matter would end soon.

...

In a Minor Heaven and Earth within Divine Exotic City, yellow sand covered the sky, and the wind raged wildly.

On the desert, An Hao stood in front of Chi Jiuxiao, with a faint golden light around them, blocking the wind and sand.

Chi Jiuxiao was sitting and healing his wounds, looking ahead. Booming sounds kept coming, with heat waves, flying leaves, and gold flames entangled and surging. In the distance, mana rainbows flashed brilliantly, shaking the heavens and the earth.

The battle of Wandering Immortals, how terrifying!

An Hao could not see the figures of the three Wandering Immortals. Even with the protection of the formation, he felt his body might turn to dust at any moment, which was an unbearably uncomfortable feeling.

Chi Jiuxiao could barely see the Wandering Immortals' battle, and because of that, his face looked even gloomier.

His most respected master had already fallen into disadvantage!

He realized that doom was inevitable.

This time, he had also implicated An Hao and his master, which made his fists clench tightly.

"Damn it..."

Chi Jiuxiao realized for the first time the power of Seven Stars Spirit Realm. Before, he had mainly been active within the territory governed by Star Sea Congregations. Even when encountering Seven Stars Spirit Realm cultivators, he rarely suffered losses. Now, coming to the territory of Seven Stars Spirit Realm, he recognized that those people feared not him, but the Star Sea Congregations.

An Hao turned back and asked nervously, "Senior, what is the situation now?"

Chi Jiuxiao was silent, not answering, just staring ahead.

Seeing his face darkened to the point of dripping water, An Hao knew the situation was bad, making him even more anxious.

"Chi Bei, today your disciple must die. If you insist on living and dying with him, then prepare to vanish!"

A majestic voice rang out, followed by the sound of a zither, causing An Hao inside the formation to feel dizzy, with everything in his field of vision shaking.

Chi Jiuxiao took a deep breath, then stood up.

"Senior, what are you going to do?" An Hao frowned and asked.

Chi Jiuxiao did not answer but shouted loudly, "I take full responsibility for my actions. This matter started because of me. Let my master go. I am willing to die to atone!"

"Hmph, it's not up to you to talk here!"

An old voice echoed, filled with displeasure.

"Master, I..."

"Shut up!"

With a loud and violent shout, the desert rolled, and black lightning bolts extended from the horizon, as if tearing the sky apart.

The battle became more intense!

The formation protecting An Hao and the others was also shaking violently, causing An Hao to sway. He looked nervously ahead and suddenly saw a figure walking through the wind and sand.

"Immortal-Swallowing Scorpion! You are truly vicious! Does Seven Stars Spirit Realm really belong to the Righteous Path?" an old voice rang out again, filled with anger.

"Hmph, what is righteous, and what is demonic? Can you Star Sea Congregations really distinguish?" another voice replied, filled with disdain.

Chi Jiuxiao panicked and quickly shouted, "Let my master go! I am willing to die!"

His gaze instinctively turned to the figure walking through the sandstorm ahead.

That figure stepped out of the sandstorm, revealing its true form: a man wearing purple robes, with white hair, a youthful face, and eyes as cold as serpents.

He looked at Chi Jiuxiao and coldly said, "Whether you are willing or not, you must die, and your master must also die now."

"You..."

Chi Jiuxiao was furious, wishing he could rush out and fight the man in purple robes for three hundred rounds. But he remained rational, knowing he was no match for his opponent. If he went out, he probably wouldn't withstand even one move, and would only distract his master.

Boom!

The rolling yellow sand behind the man in purple robes was suddenly scattered. An old man with torn robes and a face covered in blood flew, stepping on a golden ring. Before he could get close to the man in purple robes, a terrifying giant scorpion pincer swept in from the side, directly catching him and pulling him back, disappearing into the sandstorm.

"Master!" Chi Jiuxiao shouted hoarsely.

The man in purple robes raised his right hand, igniting a strange white flame in his palm. He looked at Chi Jiuxiao and An Hao with a mocking smile.

He approached the formation step by step, the wind and sand behind him swirling madly, with waves of qi created by mana soaring like dragons, creating a spectacular scene.

"Just wait for death. Soon, your master will come down to join you."

The man in purple robes said coldly. As he finished speaking, he was already less than ten steps away from the formation.

He deliberately approached slowly, tormenting Chi Jiuxiao and An Hao's minds while trying to distract Chi Bei.

An Hao looked at him and couldn't help but recall the scene when Xuan Tianyi was held back by mysterious cultivators. Just like last time, he was still utterly useless, weak enough to hate himself.

He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and couldn't help shouting out loudly, "Master!"

He screamed with all his might, his voice echoing inside the Minor Heaven and Earth.

"Master? What? You also have a master? Can your master compare to Mahayana..."

The man in purple robes laughed with more disdain. Before he finished his sentence, a hand suddenly pressed on his shoulder, forcibly stopping him.

Chi Jiuxiao's pupils dilated, staring in shock at the figure behind the man in purple robes.

The man in purple robes instinctively tried to use divine skills to dodge. He was horrified to find that the mana in his body was solidified and immovable. He tried to use his own qi to break free, but the hand on his shoulder was as heavy as the heaviest mountain in the world, pressing down on him. The more he struggled, the greater the pressure felt.

"Do you think I have the cultivation level of the Mahayana Realm?"

A cold voice came from behind the man in purple robes. An Hao heard it too and opened his eyes to see. When he saw the scene outside the formation, he was instantly overjoyed.

"Master! You finally came!" An Hao looked at Gu An with surging emotions, his eyes quickly turning red.

Gu An, who had displayed the Nine Extremes Yin Yang Body, ignored An Hao. He was standing sideways, his left hand pressing on the shoulder of the man in purple robes with a casual posture, yet the man in purple robes couldn't move.

"Who... who are you?"

Another voice rang out, filled with fear.

As he finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared behind Gu An. It was a man in red robes, dressed extravagantly, exuding powerful energy, holding a short sword, and stabbing towards Gu An's lower back.

Gu An, holding the shoulder of the man in purple robes, vanished into thin air, causing the man in red robes to miss.

Before the man in red robes could turn around, he felt an unimaginable force hitting his back. His body uncontrollably fell to his knees on the sand, and then a foot stepped on his back, pushing his spine down.

Gu An, with his left hand pressing on the shoulder of the man in purple robes and his right foot stomping on the back of the man in red robes, suppressed two Wandering Immortals with his own strength!