In the distant future,
An Xin and the Blood Prison Great Saint were shaken by Gu An's words, with infinite yearnings in their hearts, without a trace of doubt.
How profound must Gu An's Dao practice be to receive Daoist techniques from the future?
An Xin pondered for a while, then couldn't help but ask, "Master, since you can see the future, what is it like? How far into the future can I live?"
The Blood Prison Great Saint also looked towards Gu An, equally curious, for who wouldn't wonder about their own future?
Gu An replied casually, "The future is not fixed. If you knew what it entails, it would change."
Hearing this, An Xin was not yet satisfied and pressed on, "Then, is our destiny good or bad?"
Gu An glanced at her and said, "Following me, how could it be bad?"
A smile bloomed on An Xin's face as she began to butter up Gu An.
The Blood Prison Great Saint was also excited, admiring Gu An inwardly. He realized he had to learn from his master's imposing way of speaking.