Zhao Lingyin gave a soft snort, expressing her displeasure at Shen Mo interrupting her, then continued speaking of her true feelings.
"Though I am a cultivator, I am also a woman."
"Of course I wish to have you all to myself. I do not want you to have any emotional entanglements with other women, much less take in concubines as freely as other cultivators do!"
"However, I know how painful it is to love and yet fail to obtain. It can even affect one's Dao heart and cultivation. Besides, Sister Meng Ze grew up with you from childhood. I am the one who came later, fortunate enough to win Heaven's favor and meet, understand, and become Dao companions with you at the best possible time."
"Looking at it from this angle, I sometimes feel that I have wronged Sister Meng Ze..."
"Ling Yin has had you to herself for nearly a hundred years. I should have been content. If you truly wish to take Chen Mengze as a concubine, I will not stop you, lest one day she perish in a calamity and leave regret in your heart, until you ultimately come to resent me!"
Shen Mo stared straight into Zhao Lingyin's eyes. He could clearly sense that every word she had spoken came from her heart, yet she could not conceal that flicker of loss in her eyes.
"With you as my Dao companion, what could I possibly be dissatisfied with?"
Shen Mo's arms tightened further, as though he wished to knead Zhao Lingyin into pieces and press her into his very organs!
"What you said may be right. Countless times, I have asked myself whether I still held feelings between a man and a woman for Senior Sister Chen. The moment I asked myself that, the answer was