Outside the room.
Jiang Yuan, hearing the rustling of clothes in his ears, involuntarily thought of the scene that had just transpired.
He couldn't help but smile wistfully.
No matter how profound one's cultivation is, human desires and emotions remain closely attached to one's life.
Humans are still humans, how could they become emotionless and only pursue a lofty state of mind with cultivation?
But this isn't bad either.
If cultivation led one to become emotionless, pursuing only a lofty state of mind.
An undying state achieved in such a way would be rather dull.
If one indeed lost all desires and pursuits, what difference would there be between living and dying?
Death, is but an eternal slumber from time immemorial.
Losing one's emotions, is also the same as an eternal slumber.
As Jiang Yuan was immersed in deep thought.
Squeak!
The door slowly opened.
"Young Master!"
The soft voice of Shu Xiaoxiao rang out from behind him.
