"Firstly, the name can't be "Travelogue." It has no appeal whatsoever. As an immortal cultivator, do you want to see someone touring the world? Don't they have the ability to? I like to read that because my aptitude is lacking; I normally don't dare to leave the Supreme Sect."
Gu An pretentiously evaluated, and Profound Celestial Intent sat down beside him, listening carefully to his suggestions.
Thus, Gu An began his long, verbose discussion.
Apart from everything else, it felt really satisfying to boast and exaggerate. No wonder so many people like to lecture others; Gu An really enjoyed it.
Two hours quickly passed.
Gu An stopped, feeling he hadn't said enough, while Profound Celestial Intent felt deep admiration. It turned out that writing a book involved so many techniques—thrill points, immersion, antagonism, and so on. He found it impossible to stop listening.
The excited Profound Celestial Intent stood up to take his leave.
