Seeing An Shengtian's tense expression, Gu An wiped the smile from his face and said, "You can only live to twenty-five."
The moment those words fell, An Shengtian's expression changed drastically.
Over the years, his cultivation had grown rapidly, letting him glimpse hope. Yet now he was told that he could only live to twenty-five. How could he accept that?
Jiang Shi was equally frightened. No matter how he looked, he could not see what was wrong with An Shengtian, but he would not question Gu An's judgment.
He hurriedly asked, "Master, is there no solution? Even cultivating immortality cannot change one's fate?"
Gu An answered, "There is. Sever your karma and bloodline ties with An Hao. If you do so, from this day onward, the An Clan will forget you, as though you had never been born into their world. However, those unrelated to the An Clan will still remember you."
An Shengtian froze, and Jiang Shi was also shocked. What kind of method was this?
When Jiang Shi remembered that Gu An was Sword Venerable Fudao, he immediately calmed down, while An Shengtian grew curious about Gu An's true identity.
"Then sever them! I'm willing!" An Shengtian said through gritted teeth.
Although under Jiang Shi's guidance over the years, his hostility toward An Hao had diminished, he still did not acknowledge An Hao in his heart.
To him, An Hao's bloodline was not an honor, but something shameful.
Gu An said, "Think of your deceased father and grandfather, as well as your mother and younger sister. They will all forget you."
An Shengtian opened his mouth, unable to remain as resolute as before.
Gu An had Jiang Shi make him tea. He wanted to see how An Shengtian would choose.
Though Jiang Shi wanted to speak, he understood