Wang Yuheng

Liu Qingyue had been about to turn and return to her residence when Jingyun's words made her pause.

After hesitating for a moment, she turned back, expectation in her eyes as she spoke softly:

"Master, I want to ask you something."

Jingyun glanced at her, as though she had long known what she wanted to ask. She sighed softly, her tone carrying a trace of helplessness:

"It's about Li Xiao, isn't it?"

Liu Qingyue nodded without denying it, the expectation in her eyes growing stronger.

Jingyun fell silent for a moment, carefully weighing her words before slowly speaking:

"Qingyue, your talent is extraordinary. In the future, you will certainly break through and become a high-level Qi Cultivator. You may even have a chance to touch the threshold of the Three Flowers realm.

Why entangle yourself in such karma? On the path of cultivation, the greatest taboo is having burdens in your heart.

If there is someone you can never let go of, then when you break through in the future, it will be easy for heart demons to arise."

Liu Qingyue's expression changed slightly, and a flash of resolve passed through her clear eyes.

She raised her head to meet Jingyun's gaze, her voice calm yet carrying an unshakable weight:

"Master, please say no more.

In life, I belong to Li Xiao; in death, I will be Li Xiao's ghost.

I cultivate the way of Qi Cultivators so that I can help him better in the future.

If I can even let him go, then what meaning would there be in my cultivation?"

Seeing the certainty in the girl's eyes, Jingyun swallowed the words at her lips.

She shook her head helplessly, her tone softening somewhat:

"Fine, fine. Master won't say any more.

You have your own obsession. Master cannot