"So after taking advantage, you still acted coy, and let him cultivate the Emotionless Dao?"
Who would have thought Cheng Wei would flatly deny it? "It wasn't indulgence. He simply never intended to cultivate that Dao in the first place. He truly is very suited to it, but being suited doesn't mean it is what he wants. If you met him, you'd understand."
"...He didn't hesitate in the slightest?" Jun Zhaoying could not help being astonished.
Cheng Wei propped his chin on both hands, his voice carrying a hint of lazy ease. It showed just how relaxed he was, and Jun Zhaoying could see it at a glance. "It seems you've taken in an extraordinary disciple."
"Not really. Come to think of it, Little A-Xu's two friends are also rather suited to the Emotionless Dao." One was like a cloud of mist, seemingly untouched by any karma of this world; the other had an upright temperament, with eyes fixed solely upon the blade in his hand. Yet unexpectedly, not one of those three little ones had chosen the Emotionless Dao.
"Ah, these days can no longer be compared with our time." Cheng Wei let out a deliberately world-weary sigh. "So, do you truly not regret not choosing the Emotionless Dao back then?"
Jun Zhaoying found herself unable to answer. She appeared free and unrestrained, but in truth, her sense of responsibility was greater than the heavens. Once she had promised something, if she failed to accomplish it, there would always be a trace of unwillingness in her heart.
To be honest, she had no obsession with successfully ascending. Her obsession lay elsewhere.
"Let me meet your disciple." Jun Zhaoying suddenly spoke, and there was even a touch of urgency in her voice.
"Sure, but are you certain you want to