"Sister Zhu, we've heard Master speak of this before,"
Xue Jing tried to keep a calm expression as he spoke.
"Consciousness is independent of the human body; our own consciousness and physical body must be viewed separately."
"—So, this was not my intention, but rather an autonomous reaction of the body."
Zhu Shanying's complexion was rosy, her face written with disbelief.
She said amusedly, "Keep making excuses; Meng and I are all ears."
Xue Jing: "..."
He sighed and said, "You know, I am right at the age of adolescence, the most uncontrollable stage of life, being seventeen and nearly at the Great Perfection Realm of adolescence..."
"At such an age, where one can easily be led astray by demonic saintesses and righteous witches, it's normal to feel a surge in my heart to vanquish demons and uphold justice, causing the Sacred Sword to unsheathe automatically, isn't that a very reasonable, logical thing?"
