"Is it really that delicious?"
"I've been living the life of an ascetic monk lately," the Daoist lamented, "my perseverance has waned."
Like in the past, when he went into seclusion in the mountains to cultivate, each time lasting one or two years, he felt not an ounce of loneliness, lost in the joy of comprehending the Great Path, unable to extricate himself;
But now, just nine months had pushed him to the limit of his endurance, and if he didn't come out for some fresh air, his Dao Heart would become unsettled.
He longed for delicious food, fine wine, and beauty.
He was starting to get somewhat restless.
If it weren't for the urgency of matters here... he would most likely have sneaked off to find Major Lingtong, to ease his lovesickness.
Wang Jixuan glanced at the Golden Core in his belly and gently raised an eyebrow.
At least the results of these nine months were quite good, far exceeding his previous expectations.
