The Red Phoenix Sect's leader was already at the High-Grade Golden Core stage. The lights of the Mortal World were basically meaningless to her.
She had no concept of something like a City That Never Sleeps. To a Golden Core cultivator, even if she could not see something, her Divine Sense could still detect it.
But after personally seeing the brilliantly lit Liba Beach, she finally realized—so this was how people could live.
She did not need a City That Never Sleeps, but on pitch-black nights, she was lonely. A few Golden Core cultivators could share that loneliness with her, but perhaps tomorrow they would enter seclusion, leaving her alone once more.
She had previously thought that was perfectly normal. Cultivation was inherently lonely, with few fellow travelers.
But she had overlooked one thing: humans were ultimately social creatures. You could enjoy solitude, but you could not remain alone forever.
In the end, cultivators sought immortality merely to enjoy the feeling of "I'll live longer than all of you"—what they pursued was a sense of superiority.
If only one person survived in the vast heavens, would living longer or shorter have any meaning?
Without comparison, there was no sense of happiness. If everyone was happy, then you could only pursue greater happiness.
In short, Liba Beach gave her many, many feelings that night.
She could disdain the light brought by these mundane things, but she could not deny that the bustle here attracted her.
The Red Phoenix Sect's leader could certainly hold herself aloof, but she also needed recognition, applause, and cheers.
Still, she did not forget to say to Xiaomeng, "Cultivation seeks freedom to do as one pleases. Tell Feng Mountain Lord... too much noise can easily destabilize one's Dao Heart."
That was a matter of perspective. Xiaomeng did