"You're going too?"
"What, do you think I shouldn't?"
Lu Zheng could not help scratching his head. "I just feel like it isn't quite right to have you following me around everywhere, running from place to place."
"But if I don't go around, what else am I supposed to do? Return to Phoenix Mountain and hold the fort, stay home in seclusion, or go to Blue Star to read?" Si Lingxi asked with a smile.
Lu Zheng blinked, momentarily at a loss for words.
Who was Si Lingxi? The mistress of Phoenix Mountain in the Southern Frontier, the only Fire Phoenix in the world—unquestionably one of the foremost figures of this age.
When she went to the East Sea, the Dragon King personally welcomed her.
When she went to Zhongjing, she was an honored guest of the Great Jing imperial clan.
Ten Thousand Pines Daoist treated her as an equal, the Old Madam of the Heavenly Foxes spoke to her with respect, and Zen Master Dejie was cautious and deferential before her.
If not for the Heartless True Desire Demon Ancestor, becoming friends with Si Lingxi across the difference in their ages—or even relatively close friends—would have been Lu Zheng's limit.
Of course, with the Jade Seal in his mind, Lu Zheng did not think himself unworthy of Si Lingxi. But without question, not yet.
Having Si Lingxi follow them around treating illnesses, distributing grain, and slaying demons—it felt too shabby even to call it using a great talent for a small task, or using an ox-cleaver to kill a chicken.
But...
"Lu Lang." Si Lingxi looked at Lu Zheng and said seriously, "At our level of cultivation, all the rites and laws, judgments and opinions, and gazes of this world have already lost their meaning."
Lu Zheng's eyes flickered,