He stared blankly at Xuan Yuan Pan, not knowing how to respond for a moment.
Xuan Yuan Pan stroked his beard and watched him with a smile, his eyes like an old fox that had stolen a chicken.
"What? You're unwilling?"
Xuan Yuan Pan laughed. "Fellow Daoist Li, you'd better think this through. That girl Nihuang is the greatest beauty of the Great Xia Immortal Kingdom, blessed with extraordinary talent and the bloodline of a phoenix. More importantly—"
He paused, a meaningful gleam flashing through his eyes.
"That girl is deeply rooted in love for you."
Li Qingshan fell silent.
He thought of Xuan Yuan Nihuang.
Their first meeting on the Primordial Devil Continent—she had been the peerlessly radiant, proud, and stubborn Eldest Princess.
Then came the times they had fought side by side, and the anxious, worried look in her eyes whenever he was driven into a desperate situation.
Scene after scene rose before his eyes.
He was not a block of wood. How could he fail to sense her feelings?
It was only that, all these years, he had been struggling on the edge of life and death. How could he have had the mind for romance?
But now...
He looked at Xuan Yuan Pan and slowly said, "Your Majesty the Human Emperor, Her Highness Nihuang truly is wonderful. It's just..."
"Just what?"
Xuan Yuan Pan cut him off. "Are you worried that you will soon ascend, leaving her behind alone? Or are you worried that immortals and mortals belong to different worlds?"
Li Qingshan was slightly startled.
Xuan Yuan Pan sighed, his expression turning serious.
"Fellow Daoist Li, this old man has lived for several thousand years and seen far too much. The path of cultivation is lonely and long. To leave behind a bond of affection