Among the Dao Children.
A man and a woman gazed deeply into each other's eyes.
One was the Joyful Union Saintess of the Joyful Union Holy Land.
The other was a Sword Son from some unknown land; in a single instant, it became eternity.
Many somewhat sentimental female cultivators saw this scene and could not help becoming entranced, countless beautiful visions rising in their hearts.
People were still people. Wasn't cultivating the Dao for longevity ultimately meant for encounters with all the beauties life had to offer?
"Adulterer and whore."
More Dao Children sneered inwardly.
"The Joyful Union Saintess had better truly be confident. Otherwise, she might hear at some point that yet another Dao Child died beneath a sword cultivator's blade. These sword cultivators had a greedy thirst for our lives..."
"However, sword cultivators' emotions were also pure and extreme. Compared with orthodox Daoist Law Cultivators, they were more prone to losing control."
"If the Joyful Union Saintess could seize even a sliver of a flaw in his Dao Heart, she might be able to tear apart his Dao Heart and capture him for her own use, advancing greatly upon her Dao Path from then on..."
The many Dao Children assessed the situation.
This was indeed a very dangerous game. If the Sword Son and the Joyful Union Saintess continued like this, something very interesting might happen.
After Fusang Saintess Shi Daoling finished her piece, the Flowing Cups of Wine in the sky continued to circulate.
Myriad Paths Rules flowed and radiant splendor blossomed. Fate and karma seemed to shift within them, as cups of wine formed from karma traced beautiful paths through the sky. The paths of many Dao Children seemed to converge here, then flow into the distance.
This game is very interesting.
Jiang Ding thought silently.