The news that Wu Xie was going to follow Gu An into battle spread like wildfire without legs, and that led many second-generation disciples to seek Gu An out as well. They wanted to go too, but unfortunately, Gu An rejected them all, saying he would find another chance in the future.
Gu An did not mind that Wu Xie had let the news spread. He was a junior, after all; a little vanity was only natural. Besides, the news was only circulating within Wushi.
Time flashed by.
A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.
Just as Wu Xie had grown so impatient he could hardly bear it, Gu An finally transmitted a message to him, telling him to come to Wuzhong Mountain.
Wu Xie rarely came to Wuzhong Mountain. It was not that he was unqualified, only that he had no reason to. His relationship with the second-generation disciples was not particularly close, so he seldom came to disturb them.
He arrived outside the courtyard and did not dare step inside, waiting where he was.
Inside the courtyard, Shen Zhen looked toward him and said, "If someone guides you to pursue some other power, don't fall for it."
When Wu Xie heard this, he immediately felt puzzled. He had long heard that Shen Zhen was skilled at deducing karma, so he did not question her. Instead, he thought of the battle that was to come.
He nodded solemnly to Shen Zhen, then raised his hand in salute.
He was just about to speak when Gu An's door opened.
Today, Gu An wore a robe of flawless white. Sunlight spilled over him, forcing Wu Xie to admit that the Grandmaster truly was a True Immortal.
There were no few disciples of outstanding appearance in Wushi, and Wu