"First of all, it shouldn't be called a travelogue. It's completely unattractive. As an immortal cultivator, do you want to read about someone traveling the world? Don't they have the ability?"
Gu An critiqued pretentiously as Profound Celestial Intent sat down and listened attentively to his suggestions.
Thus, Gu An began his lengthy discourse.
Putting aside all else, it felt exhilarating to boast and brag—no wonder so many people enjoyed being mentors. Gu An certainly loved it.
Two hours quickly passed.
Gu An paused mid-sentence, still having more to say, while Profound Celestial Intent felt a deep admiration. Writing a book involved so many tactics—exciting points, immersion, stirring enmity, and so on, which left him reluctant to stop listening.
An excited Profound Celestial Intent stood up to take his leave.
