Lu Chenzhou couldn't remember the last time there was a gathering of the sect.
He chatted with everyone, enjoying the rare days of peace.
Although he could already rival demigods, everyone rarely asked him about matters of cultivation.
They talked about everyday life, narrating the trivial matters that happened in the sect during Lu Chenzhou's absence.
It wasn't about the grand schemes of civilization and destiny, just the little bits and pieces around them, which Lu Chenzhou found interesting.
Perhaps, this is what being human is truly about.
Vaguely, Lu Chenzhou seemed to have comprehended something.
His heart realm, lofty as the Heavenly Heart, did not actively resist the mortal world.
At his current heart realm, it was the upper limit across ancient and modern times, only differing in degree.
"Return to nature, stay true to your original intention, and you can become a saint."
