According to the records in the book, he got along extremely well with the male disciples in the sect, and if he was in the mood and took a liking to you, he would take out aged fine liquor to drink merrily with you regardless of your status. He was the most down-to-earth Mahayana cultivator in the sect.
The book also recorded that he was known as a lover, having once said that he wanted to experience all the million herbs in the world before turning back to become an immortal.
But to this day, he still hadn't found a Dao companion. It really seemed like fate had yet to arrive.
Yang Ji found this amusing and couldn't help but respond, "Why worry about the lack of fragrant grass anywhere under heaven, why be infatuated with a single flower, Elder need not be sad."
"Yes, yes, I've lost my composure, lost my composure..." Elder Chun Ye said sadly shaking his head, before suddenly looking up and asking, "Hm? Who's this disciple?"
