Beware the Senior; A Worthy Wife at Home

She could not even become a concubine?

Though disappointed, Lou Mingyue also felt heartfelt admiration for Wei Tu's lofty integrity.

She had considerable confidence in her own beauty—not only did she rank near the top of the privately compiled Beauty Ranking in the Central Region of the Great Flame Cultivation Realm, but her aptitude was also excellent. As a Nascent Soul Ancestor, she stood beyond the reach of countless cultivators in the cultivation world.

Moreover, Swordfire Palace's ten-thousand-year foundation was enough to make even Spirit Transformation cultivators covet it greatly.

Yet—with such generous terms laid before him, Wei Tu did not even spare them a glance before refusing outright.

Other than the firmness of Wei Tu's character, Lou Mingyue could think of no reason for him to reject her.

After all, a concubine was not a wife or Dao companion, merely an outer-room woman who could be cast aside at will. Accepting one did not place much psychological pressure on ninety-nine percent of male cultivators.

"So long as Senior Wen is willing, this concubine is willing to remain waiting in her chamber until I am wed..."

After pondering for a moment, Lou Mingyue bit her cherry lips lightly and steeled herself to say these utterly self-degrading words.

If he did not readily accept benefits, then conversely—once he accepted them, he would never casually shirk responsibility.

Though these words demeaned herself, Lou Mingyue believed that compared to what she would lose, she could gain far more from Wei Tu.

After speaking, Lou Mingyue did not linger. She gave Wei Tu a graceful curtsy, then walked out of his cave abode.

"The world is cold and fickle."

Watching Lou Mingyue's departing back, Wei Tu shook his head after a long while. His expression was somewhat complicated, carrying the bleak sorrow of the