In a certain quiet courtyard, Wang Ruyan was drinking tea and chatting with her mother, Yang Yueqin.
"Yan'er, you're not young anymore. It's time you found a good family and entrusted your life to someone. The immortal path is arduous; only when husband and wife support each other can they go farther. These are all Foundation Establishment Cultivators of suitable age. See which one you like?"
As Yang Yueqin spoke, she took out a dozen or so scroll paintings and let Wang Ruyan look them over.
Wang Ruyan looked through them all, a hesitant expression appearing on her face.
"Mother, your daughter doesn't know which one is suitable either. Please help me judge."
Yang Yueqin smiled and nodded, then said, "Li Yao of the Azure Sun Sect is quite good. His grandfather is a Core Formation Cultivator. If you marry over there, you'll certainly enjoy good fortune."
"Li Yao? That man is famously fickle in love, with wives and concubines in droves. Mother, you want me to marry him?"
Wang Ruyan said with a frown.
"Silly girl, isn't marrying anyone still marrying? Li Yao is at least the descendant of a Core Formation Cultivator. If your granduncle weren't a Core Formation Cultivator, they might not even take a fancy to you. There are countless female cultivators throwing themselves into his arms. You're still young and don't understand things. You won't go wrong listening to Mother. After you marry over, you must listen to your husband, assist him and teach your children, and don't throw petty tantrums."
Yang Yueqin spoke with earnest, painstaking persuasion.
Wang Ruyan sighed softly, swept her hair back with her right hand, and her gaze turned cold. "You aren't my mother at all. My mother was never this kind of person. All this time, you've been talking