A clear breeze brushed across the lake as Xiao Lan and An Xin listened to Gu An tell them of the fiery-red crow's future.
The fiery-red crow was one of the earliest living beings between heaven and earth. Its talent was peerless, its fortune immense, and it could always encounter blessed opportunities. After it took human form, it gave itself the name Fang Qiu.
Fang Qiu roamed the world, constantly increasing his cultivation. Later, when a mighty figure founded the Demon Race, he went as well, fought his way out from among countless demons, and became one of the Demon Race's first seven emperors. His name shook the world, and he was even called the Ancestor of All Demons. After that, he remained a figure who stirred wind and clouds in Zhongtian, until he ascended and became an immortal, and only then did the mortal world begin to forget him.
Gu An roughly recounted his life. Though the account was very brief, it was still enough to send Xiao Lan and An Xin's imaginations soaring.
They looked at the fiery-red crow pecking at spirit fruit before Gu An, utterly unable to connect it with the future colossus of the Demon Race.
An Xin asked curiously, "Master, how high will its future achievements be?"
Gu An looked at the fiery-red crow and said, "The pinnacle of the Immortal Path."
The pinnacle of the Immortal Path!
The two women's expressions trembled. They understood that what Gu An spoke of was not the peak of the Immortal Path in the Heavenly Spirit Great World, but the peak of the Immortal Path within the scope of the Heavenly Dao. That was a realm they temporarily could not even imagine.
"Then have you already stood at the pinnacle of the Immortal Path?" Xiao Lan asked