Only mortals would sink into the pleasures of the flesh.
As far as he was concerned, he would never become addicted to such base pleasure. Even if he had never experienced it, he still would not.
After all, cultivation was far more interesting than that sort of thing.
Unless he developed feelings, Ye Lin had absolutely no such thoughts toward women and could not muster the slightest interest.
It was not just him—many cultivators were like this.
Rather than lose oneself in that most base pleasure, one might as well cultivate.
Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the day of the wedding arrived.
At this moment, the Wang Family was bustling both inside and out. Virtually every notable powerhouse in Long River Prefecture had gathered here.
These powerhouses chatted among themselves and became acquainted with one another.
The leaders of the major factions, naturally, were also discussing various matters.
The younger generation had their own circles, while the older powerhouses naturally had circles of their own as well.
Ye Lin emerged from his cultivation state. After slowly rising and stretching his limbs, he clasped his hands behind his back and headed outside.
"Senior, Elder Wang sent me to escort you to the wedding venue."
The moment he stepped out, Ye Lin came face-to-face with a young man.
"You've worked hard."
"Not at all. It is my honor to serve you, Senior."
With that, Ye Lin followed the young man, winding past all manner of buildings toward the wedding grounds.
At the end of the path, Ye Lin saw another floating island.
"Senior, the wedding venue is ahead. You only need to go up, and someone will naturally receive you there."
"Mm."
With his hands behind his back, Ye Lin took a single step, and his figure