Jiang Xiaobai naturally did not refuse Gu Ning's suggestion.
As they say, cultivation also needs a balance between tension and relaxation, or else things backfire.
Jiang Xiaobai and Gu Ning sat facing each other in front of the campfire on the small hill outside the cave dwelling, savoring a sip of wine. While eating meat, Jiang Xiaobai curiously asked.
"Master, is my way of thinking too naive? Although theoretically, if I can prove the Dao, I can become an Immortal Emperor, but proving the Dao is too difficult."
Gu Ning took a big gulp of strong wine and wiped his mouth: "It's not naive. What you're thinking about was actually very common a long time ago."
"What?" Jiang Xiaobai, while eating meat, was stunned.
"That was during the era of your Master Ancestor, even older than the Heavenly Court, when the world was chaotic, and innate spiritual energy was everywhere, and Hongmeng Purple Qi gave birth to countless terrifying entities."
