Mortal World Supreme felt Gu An's gaze, and anticipation stirred in his heart.
Day after day of labor, with more than half of each day spent meditating and comprehending the Dao—in this kind of life, they could not sense any malice from Gu An. In their eyes, Gu An was mysterious.
When Gu An looked at him, he would wonder whether Gu An was going to seek him out for a talk.
Deep down, he still longed to end days like these. He would even wonder whether Gu An was testing them.
An existence even stronger than him, yet one who did not kill him—naturally, such breadth of mind was not something he could imagine.
It was not only him. The other servants with extraordinary backgrounds had similar fantasies as well.
Unfortunately, Gu An merely swept his gaze over them once, then continued onward.
As they watched Gu An's figure recede into the distance, disappointment filled everyone's heart.
To the current Gu An, picking mature herbs was still a very interesting thing. He enjoyed it greatly, and watching his lifespan increase gave him a deep sense of satisfaction.
After working for half a day, Gu An brought Epiphyllum Ghost Mother to a stretch of woods and gave her guidance in cultivation.
Although Epiphyllum Ghost Mother was busy with miscellaneous chores, she cultivated whenever she had time. The appearance of Mortal World Supreme and the others put even more pressure on her.
It was not that she feared she could not keep these people under control, but that she was afraid of making her master lose face.
The lower her cultivation was, the easier it was for her to drag down her master's bearing.
After Gu An guided her into a state of Dao comprehension, he raised his head and admired