"So what?"
Chu Yan's tone was casual, and the Netherworld Emperor sighed again.
He thought back to when he had come to him to repair Qin Zhao's soul, with that same determined attitude.
"You've planted your roots in a woman in this life. Without her, a favored child of the Heavenly Dao like you could've possibly succeeded the Immortal Emperor.
Now it seems, you probably don't have such ambitions."
Chu Yan indeed lacked such ambitions.
The supreme path that people revered seemed so boring and dull to him.
If he couldn't be with the one he loved, even if he became the ruler of all realms, possessing the ultimate power, what would it matter?
He would still feel like a man without a home.
Where Qin Zhao was, that was where his home lay.
Perhaps because he had never had a normal, warm family environment in past lives or present, Chu Yan particularly cherished that sense of completeness when the whole family was together after Qin Zhao became pregnant.
