Gu An set down the Azure Sky Peak in his hand. After his conversation with the old man in black ended, his heart grew calm.
Under circumstances where the threat was not great, he naturally would not run. He would only preserve himself when he was truly powerless.
Besides, a gap in time existed between higher realms and lower realms. Ten or a hundred years were very long to low-realm beings, but in the eyes of Immortal Path beings, it was no more than the blink of an eye.
In any case, the old man in black could not run. He would keep him for now and see how enlightened he became.
Gu An raised his hand and beckoned, pulling paper through the air toward him. He was preparing to write another manual.
The sun set and the moon rose.
Time took days as its pages and kept turning them.
Winter snow arrived in the end. Before heaven and earth sank into an expanse of white, Gu An came to the wooden railing and admired the sight of drifting snow.
He had not stood there long when Ji Xiaoyu walked over and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.
Ji Xiaoyu did not look up at the sky. Instead, she fixed her gaze on An Xin in the distance.
An Xin was holding the plump White Spirit Mouse, her little mouth opening and closing nonstop, clearly saying something to the White Spirit Mouse.
"Her progress is so fast," Ji Xiaoyu said softly.
How could it not be?
Whenever Gu An had time, he helped An Xin enter the Dao. Though her maximum lifespan did not increase quickly, it allowed An Xin to cultivate with twice the result for half the effort.
He was truly preparing to nurture An Xin until she