A trace of helplessness showed on Bai Liying's lovely face, though she smiled sweetly as she said,
"Father, you know this. Your daughter has devoted her heart to cultivation; there is only the immortal road to longevity in my heart. Mortal affections are but a small stretch of scenery along the path to immortality, nothing worth mentioning!"
"Moreover, all I feel toward Fellow Daoist Zhang is admiration—admiration for his compassionate character of saving the world, as well as his steadfastness and cultivation. Beyond that, there is nothing else!"
Hearing this, Bai Nu looked Bai Liying up and down. He shook his head and sighed alone.
"Daughter, you are mistaken. If you have never known love, how can you see through love's trial and transcend the mortal world? If you have never walked through the dust of the mortal realm, how can you free yourself from it and forge an immortal's heart?"
"That Zhang Jian is a fine match. If you and he can jointly see through love's trial, it will surely benefit your future cultivation!"
"You must trust your father. Your father has never been wrong in judging people!"
"..."
Bai Liying found this somewhat strange, and speechlessness flickered in her eyes.
A thousand years ago, Bai Nu had said something similar about Prince Mian, Yu Qing. Yet in the end, had he not been deceived by Prince Mian and suffered a tremendous loss?
Seeing Bai Liying's calm expression, Bai Nu immediately knew that he could not persuade this daughter who had always possessed a mind of her own. He could only stop trying.
"So be it. Perhaps your persistence will prove to be right!"
Bai Nu immediately found it all exceedingly dull.
Then Bai Nu's heart stirred. A dense streak of blood-red light suddenly escaped from around him, instantly