Lin Yingying turned over unconsciously, hugging Long Fei.
Her small mouth babbled drunkenly, "Husband, can't we just live safely and happily, having children and spending a lifetime together without aspiring to become immortals?"
Long Fei stared at her pretty face, his brows furrowed, not expecting her thoughts to be like this.
No matter how strong a woman is, she ultimately desires a stable family.
Long Fei's life was destined to be distant from stability.
The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.
If cultivation is only for oneself, what's the point?
He couldn't let go of the mundane emotions and desires, and he didn't want to.
Letting go would turn him into a cold machine wandering with the Laws in the Human Realm, a monster without emotions.
Back on the Heart-Refining Bridge, he was supposed to face certain death.
The Buddhist Sect wanted him to abandon emotions and desires, or be incinerated into fragments by Karmic Fire.
