Gu An did not pay much attention to the Heavenly Emperor descending to the mortal realm. Before becoming a saint, he had still wanted to test himself against the Heavenly Emperor; after becoming a saint, that thought had faded.
They could talk after the Heavenly Emperor became a saint!
However, the Heavenly Emperor's karma showed no signs of becoming a saint, which made Gu An sigh that opportunity truly was wondrous beyond words. Before the Great Dao, there was no fairness to speak of either.
The Heavenly Emperor had created the Heavenly Dao and so many fortunes, yet he had searched bitterly for the chance to become a saint without success, while Hongyi had been destined to become a saint from birth. What kind of irony was this?
As Gu An thought, he admired the autumn rain outside the pavilion.
This rain made him think of the scenes from back when he had been in the Taixuan Sect's Mystic Valley. Those moments gradually grew clear before his eyes, making the corners of his mouth rise.
It was not until dusk that Gu An finally looked at Wu Xie and asked, "How does it feel?"
Wu Xie came back to himself and looked up at Gu An. A smile appeared on his face despite himself.
He had read books before, but all he had read were books on cultivation. This was the first time he had settled his heart and savored mortal books. Clearly, he had once peered into All Aspects of Human Life and known all sorts of worldly affairs, yet reading these books today gave him a different experience.
For the first time, he could feel the emotions and thoughts of mortals.
In the past, he had been unable to quiet his heart, but today he had been inexplicably