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

Listening to Su Han's last words, Zhen Qin's eyes were red. She wanted to stop Su Han, but she couldn't speak.

Su Han continued to instruct: "I am only passing my cultivation to you. After I die, burn my body to ashes, and remember to take my storage bag. Anything related to the Ghost Mother of Ephemera has already been discarded…"

Blood began to flow from the corners of his mouth, followed by his eyes and nose. The blood streaks on his pale face were so brilliant, especially in the icy snow, making it even more horrifying.

Seeing Su Han's eyes turn into a pair of blood-red eyes, Zhen Qin's heart ached immensely, and tears kept flowing uncontrollably.

Her robe began to flutter, and her cultivation level started skyrocketing.

"The power of the Defying Fate Divine Skill is very easy to cause deviation, but this cultivation technique itself is meant to be a wedding dress. After passing it on to others, the power becomes pure, even able to cleanse their tendons and marrows, transforming them…"

"Junior Sister, thank you for still thinking about me…"

Su Han's voice grew weaker.

Zhen Qin felt her eyelids becoming unprecedentedly heavy. Her vision started blurring, she couldn't see her senior brother's face clearly anymore.

"Tell Master… I am sorry… I disappointed him… He helped me establish my foundation… But instead of repaying him, I only caused trouble…"

"Although this life has been extraordinary, there are too many regrets…"

Zhen Qin's consciousness completely sank into chaos.

The snow fell harder and harder, as if the heavens and earth were lamenting.

...

No one knew how much time had passed.

Zhen Qin's consciousness began to wake up, and she suddenly opened her eyes, awakening as if from a dream.

She found herself lying in the snow, with another person lying beside her, her senior brother Su Han.

She immediately scrambled up to check on Su Han, but as soon as she turned him over, she was so frightened that she hastily retreated.

Su Han was already dead, his whole body was purple, and he was skin and bones, looking as if his flesh and blood had been sucked dry, extremely terrifying.

"Senior Brother… No… It shouldn't be like this…"

Zhen Qin sat desolately on the ground, staring at Su Han. She could feel an unprecedentedly powerful spirit power within her, but she wasn't the least bit happy.

She suddenly threw herself onto Su Han's corpse, starting to wail loudly.

When she flipped Su Han over to face the sky, she noticed that his purple lips were slightly curled, as if he had died without pain.

After a long time.

After Zhen Qin vented her emotions, she slowly stood up. There were still tear stains on her face, but her expression had become colder than ever.

She raised her right hand, and with a gesture, Su Han's gold ring flew into her hand.

She could feel the immense power contained in this gold ring, even though she had been transformed, it still shocked her.

This must be a Mahayana Dharma Artifact!

Zhen Qin's eyes turned back to Su Han, she bit her lip, her eyes full of struggle.

Her trembling right hand lifted, a spirit power fire igniting on it.

"Are you really willing to burn the senior brother who passed on his cultivation to you?"

A voice came from the side, startling Zhen Qin. She turned to see a small figure in white sitting on the trunk of a tree behind her, wearing a mask.

She was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but cry out in joy: "Mountain God!"

She immediately knelt down, continuously kowtowing to the Mountain God.

Gu An looked down at her with a deliberately frivolous tone, laughing: "What are you doing?"

Zhen Qin looked up and hurriedly said: "Please save my senior brother, Mountain God!"

"He killed so many people, why should I save him?"

Upon hearing this, Zhen Qin panicked and said: "How many people did he kill? Looking at the world, which Great Cultivator's hands aren't stained with blood? The Immortal Cultivation World is inherently competitive. My senior brother didn't want to kill, but many people wouldn't tolerate him and forced him onto this path!"

"He cultivated the Hateful Heaven Divine Sword. It's said that the greater the hatred of the sword practitioner, the stronger the sword intent; but my senior brother is not invincible in the world with the Hateful Heaven Divine Sword, which shows that his hatred is not that great!"

"He also cultivated the Defying Fate Divine Skill of the Ephemera Sect. This skill can seize other's cultivation. If my senior brother had no bottom line, his cultivation level would be even higher!"

As she spoke, she became more and more agitated, releasing all her grievances.

She felt aggrieved for Su Han.

Su Han grew up without a mother, his father passed away early. He carried a blood feud and entered the Supreme Sect. The Hateful Heaven Divine Sword he cultivated was passed down by his father. What wrong did he do?

Others hunted him down, shouldn't he fight back?

Su Han never killed ordinary people, even to become stronger, he only killed cultivators.

The righteous path of the world, Zhen Qin did not believe those Great Cultivators never killed innocent cultivators!

Gu An looked down at her and said: "The world has countless paths to cultivation. He must be responsible for his choices. Do you know what the fairest thing the heavens provide to all beings is? It is death."

"Since people have died because of him, he will naturally die as well."

Zhen Qin wanted to refute but feared offending the Mountain God.

Gu An continued: "You think he had no other path, and he thought so too. But if you think carefully, was that really the case? I don't think so. You both came from the same sect, why are you living well?"

After hearing this, Zhen Qin gradually calmed down.

"If you truly believe your senior brother was without fault, then you will walk the same path. This is not what he wished to see." Gu An's tone became ethereal.

"The dead cannot be brought back to life. I am just a Mountain God; I don't have such power. But I can take away your senior brother's body and leave you with a sliver of hope. How about it?"

Upon hearing this, Zhen Qin did not respond immediately.

She hesitated for a long time, then said through gritted teeth: "Then please, Mountain God, take him away. One day, I will find you. I will seek the method of resurrection!"

Gu An did not oppose her. If Zhen Qin had one more goal, her future cultivation would be more diligent.

He raised his right hand, taking Su Han's body into his hand, making it very small, leaving only a storage bag on the snow.

Seeing the Mountain God's miraculous divine skills, a grief-stricken Zhen Qin was too sad to be amazed.

She got up and asked: "Mountain God, why are you here?"

Gu An disappeared from the tree branch, leaving a sentence:

"Who says a mountain god can only stay in one place? Moreover, I am not just a mountain god."

Upon hearing this, Zhen Qin was awed, thinking that this mountain god might hold a transcendent position among the immortals and gods.

She wiped away her tears and infused the gold ring with spirit power, causing the barrier to disappear immediately.

She headed toward the place where Ye Lan and others were stationed. Her senses had already captured the aura of Ye Lan and others. They spread out, moving quickly, clearly searching for her.

...

Inside the Mystic Heaven Cave Mansion.

Gu An placed Su Han's body on a stone table, looking at his apprentice's face, feeling a bit dazed.

He thought of when they were in the mountains of Mystic Valley years ago. He guided Su Han in swordsmanship, and Su Han generously gave him the Hateful Heaven Divine Sword Technique passed down from his family.

He recalled how, when demon cultivators attacked Mystic Valley, Su Han stood in front of him without hesitation to protect him.

He felt he had not owed Su Han anything, but in reality, Su Han had not wronged him either. Su Han had simply chosen a different path.

Gu An used his mana to start freezing Su Han's body, preventing it from decaying. The soul remained temporarily within the body.

He had no way to resurrect the dead, this was the best he could do.

"Hmm?"

During the freezing process, Gu An detected something, raising an eyebrow.

Su Han only transferred his power to Zhen Qin, but the Hateful Heaven Sword Intent remained in his body.

Gu An sensed that this Sword Intent contained many causal connections, one of which was very complex, reaching the Loose Immortal Realm.

How could Su Han have come into contact with a Loose Immortal?

Could it be the creator of the Hateful Heaven Divine Sword?

Gu An raised his other hand, taking Su Han's Sword Intent into his palm, forming a cluster of blood energy swirling in his hand.

After Su Han was fully frozen, Gu An walked aside and began to study this Sword Intent.

As early as the Nirvana Realm, Gu An could detect causal connections and observe the past decade of beings of lower realms. Now, his perception of causality was even stronger.

In his eyes, causal auras constantly formed lines. The one belonging to the Loose Immortal extended from the Mystic Heaven Cave Mansion to the ends of the heavens and the earth.

Gu An turned, using his divine sense to trace the line.

They spanned countless mountains, his divine sense traversed oceans, finally landing on a vast island.

On this island lived millions of people; a third of them were cultivators, and their cultivation levels were very high, with seven at the Mahayana Realm.

One at the Nirvana Realm, and one at the Loose Immortal Realm!

The Loose Immortal was hidden underground on the island, within a complex barrier.

[The Hateful Heaven Ancestor has developed hostility toward you, and his killing intent is increasing. Would you like to perform Life Span Detection on him]

Hmm?

How does he know about me?

Gu An was secretly alarmed. He hastily dissipated the Hateful Heaven Sword Intent in his hand, choosing Life Span Detection.

[Hateful Heaven Ancestor (Loose Immortal Realm Second Layer): 14809/25000/28000]

Loose Immortal Realm Second Layer!

After a moment of hesitation, Gu An disappeared from his spot.

...

In a mysterious underground chamber, the Hateful Heaven Ancestor, clad in a grey robe, meditated on a prayer mat. He kept his eyes closed, brows furrowed.

"Mountain God… Who is playing tricks? I didn't expect such a figure to be hidden on that continent…"

The Hateful Heaven Ancestor muttered to himself, opening his blood-red eyes.

He could spy on all sword practitioners through the Hateful Heaven Divine Sword Intent.

Su Han was too far from him, causing a delay in his spying process.

The thought of the Mountain God taking Su Han caused him unease.

Moreover, it seemed the Mountain God was deducing his causality.

"Has he transformed into a Mountain God to evade the Seven Stars Spirit Realm, or is he from the Seven Stars Spirit Realm himself?" The Hateful Heaven Ancestor pondered with a frown.

Su Han's death made him furious.

Fewer and fewer people were cultivating the Hateful Heaven Divine Sword. The Immortal Cultivation World was well aware of its price, severely impacting his plans.

For this reason, he had turned his eye to the continent.

Unfortunately, in less than a thousand years, the reputation of the Hateful Heaven Divine Sword on that continent also turned foul.

Having finally found someone to inherit the Hateful Heaven Divine Sword, he naturally cared.

He felt resentment toward the Ghost Mother of Ephemera and the Nine Nether Thirteen Evil, even considering exterminating those insects but feared being discovered by the Seven Stars Spirit Realm.

Now, no one on the continent cultivated the Hateful Heaven Divine Sword.

The more the Hateful Heaven Ancestor thought about it, the angrier he became, even developing murderous intent.

"No, I have to go there myself and personally pass on the teachings!"

The Hateful Heaven Ancestor thought silently, closing his eyes to continue cultivating.

This matter could not be rushed; he needed to wait until the so-called calamity of demons and spirits ended before quietly sneaking onto the continent.

He had already discovered that the Seven Stars Spirit Realm had nurtured another human dynasty.

At that moment.

A hand suddenly pressed on the Hateful Heaven Ancestor's shoulder, making him open his eyes abruptly.