Although Daoist Wang was very excited, he was not the sort to spoil the mood.
For now, the most important thing was to focus on being with Ling Tong.
After their reunion following such a long separation, Daoist Wang, who had always been somewhat hazy about the word "love," suddenly understood that feeling of being unable to let go.
Before this, Daoist Wang's fondness for Ling Tong had mostly stemmed from two aspects.
First, she had a great figure, a beautiful face, a dashing personality, and could handle matters on her own. Yet she could also show tenderness before him. Especially that unintentional gentleness, contrasted with her Mechanical Arm, made Wang Jixuan want a companion like her.
Second, Wang Jixuan felt that he ought to experience mortal love and complete his Dao Heart.
A large part of it had still been for the sake of his own cultivation.
Whenever Wang Jixuan made decisions, he had only considered Ling Tong's safety.
Unlike now, when he would instinctively consider whether Ling Tong might be unhappy.
Daoist Wang had even found a trace of the feeling he once had when looking at his senior sister in his youth.
But in the end, these were merely matters of romance, unrelated to becoming immortal.
After their passionate encounter, silence had returned to the droplet-shaped special spacecraft orbiting the moon. Ling Tong had gone to bathe in the slightly cramped bathroom, while Daoist Wang took out the Stone of the Past and examined it carefully.
The Stone of the Past was still emitting and absorbing Seven-Colored Rosy Light.
The spacecraft was currently in lunar orbit, an elliptical orbit with a perilune and an apolune.
Based on Wang Jixuan's distracted observations just now, the Stone of the Past reacted more intensely whenever the spacecraft approached a certain