Persecute me?
Gu An almost laughed.
Anyone who wanted to persecute him must have thought their life was too long.
With Lifespan Enemy Prediction, he could detect the instant anyone developed hostility toward his true body.
At least for now, no one bore him any hostility.
Gu An usually treated others kindly. It was difficult for anyone to become hostile toward him. Other than Taixuan Sect, not many people even knew him.
Facing Lu Baitian's stare, Gu An frowned and pondered. "I can't say for sure. I treated him quite well, but back when Sword Sect was hunting him down, I advised him to give up the Hating Heaven Divine Sword. Perhaps he bears some resentment toward me."
Lu Baitian nodded. "Resentment is a good thing. At least you won't become his weak spot. But you should still pray that he doesn't hate you. Otherwise, if he grows up, you'll be in trouble."
By the end, his tone had turned teasing.
Gu An shrugged. "I believe Taixuan Sect will protect me well. If I can meet with disaster even while staying here, then Taixuan Sect has a serious problem."
"You brat, are you taking a jab at me?"
"How could I? I believe in you, Sect Master, so please stop making fun of me. A minor cultivator like me doesn't want to get dragged into enormous trouble. Epiphyllum Sect, the Hating Heaven Divine Sword—better if none of it has anything to do with me." Gu An sounded helpless.
Seeing his expression, Lu Baitian suddenly felt guilty, feeling that he should not have teased him.
Gu An did not possess ninth-layer Body Integration Realm cultivation. Facing the threat of the Hating Heaven Divine Sword, he must have been panicking inside, merely pretending to be calm.
After thinking it over, Lu Baitian's