"Disappear? What do you mean?" An Xin asked curiously. She had watched Long Qing grow up and treated him like her own child, so naturally she hoped he could live a life of peace. That so-called great karma sounded like a blood feud as deep as a sea of blood—how could she not worry?
Gu An rolled his eyes at her and said, "Why so many questions? When your cultivation is higher, you'll naturally understand everything."
An Xin curled her lips and said, "Aren't I just waiting for you to take me away? Once we find some quiet place, I'll go straight into seclusion for a thousand years, ten thousand years. When I come out then, I'll definitely be an accomplished expert."
In her understanding, ten thousand years was an extremely long time. She felt that if she cultivated for ten thousand years, she would absolutely count as a powerhouse in the mortal world.
Gu An did not discourage her, but said, "Have Long Qing make preparations."
An Xin nodded, then raised her hand in salute and turned to leave.
Although her relationship with Gu An was very close, and she often bickered with him, she never forgot the etiquette that ought to be observed.
An Xin left the room, closed the door behind her, then walked down the stairs.
A passing female disciple asked curiously, "Eldest Senior Sister, Master isn't even here. What were you going up there for?"
An Xin answered, "Even if Master isn't here, I still have to take care of things. I can't let Master come back and see the room full of dust, can I?"
The female disciple thought that made sense. She stepped forward and linked arms with An Xin, then began sighing, saying she did not know when Master would be able