Among the Dao Children.
A man and a woman gazed deeply into each other's eyes.
One was the Blissful Union Holy Maiden of the Blissful Union Holy Land.
The other was a sword heir from an unknown land. In that instant, time seemed to stand still.
Many of the more sentimental female cultivators grew a little entranced at the sight, beautiful visions rising unbidden in their minds.
People were still people, after all. Wasn't the pursuit of cultivation and eternal life meant to let them encounter all the beauty life had to offer?
"An adulterous pair."
Most of the other Dao Children sneered inwardly.
"The Blissful Union Holy Maiden had better be as confident as she seems. Otherwise, one day she might hear that another Dao Child has died beneath a sword cultivator's blade. Those sword cultivators have a ravenous hunger for our lives..."
"Still, sword cultivators are pure and extreme in their emotions. Compared with orthodox Daoist spell cultivators, they're much more likely to lose control."
"If the Blissful Union Holy Maiden can seize on the slightest flaw in his Dao heart, she might tear it open and make him her captive. From then on, her Dao Path would advance by leaps and bounds..."
So the Dao Children assessed the situation.
It was a dangerous game indeed. If things between the sword heir and the Blissful Union Holy Maiden continued this way, something very interesting might happen.
When Fusang Holy Maiden Shi Daoling's song ended, the winding stream of floating wine cups continued its course across the sky.
Rules of myriad Daos flowed and brilliant colors bloomed. Fate and karma seemed to shift within them. Wine cups shaped by karma traced beautiful paths through the sky, while the Dao Children's paths seemed to converge here before flowing onward into