Cultivators have such a long lifespan, and over such an extensive span of life, Chu Zheng will inevitably meet more outstanding women in the future.
In the vast expanse of Cangyun's beautiful landscape, stretching billions of miles, there are countless jade-like talents, not to mention the entire universe.
Those who are a hundred times stronger in background, a hundred times more talented, and a hundred times more beautiful than her are probably as numerous as the stars in the sky.
Moreover, she isn't even by Chu Zheng's side.
After a long while, Song Lingxue bent down, gently kissed the young man's forehead— a touch and then a separation, with an unmistakable wistful look in her eyes.
Her existence was like a willow catkin in the breeze, rootless, amidst the vast and boundless starry sky, where she could find no space to call her own and could only drift with the tide.
Being at the mercy of circumstances, it could be no other way.
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