Without even realizing it, Su Jinxiu had already made Liu Changxu the standard by which she judged a prospective husband. Not only did she expect her future husband's cultivation and strength to measure up to his, but, most importantly, his character as well.
That made things difficult. The vast majority of cultivators were selfish, and the higher their cultivation, the colder they became. Those so-called cultivation geniuses were even more so.
Finding a Dao companion like Liu Changxu, who had looks, affection, and high cultivation, would be no ordinary challenge for Su Jinxiu.
After spending some affectionate time with his two daughters, Liu Changxu said somewhat sheepishly to his senior sister:
"Thank you for guarding me, Senior Sister! Where are Master and his wife?"
"Father and Mother left long ago. They should have reached the battlefield by now, but I don't know how they're doing."
Thinking of her parents, Su Jinxiu could not help worrying, and even her voice grew subdued.
"Master and his wife are good people. Heaven will surely watch over them!"
Liu Changxu offered words of reassurance.
"Congratulations on reaching the great perfection of Foundation Establishment, Junior Brother! Core Formation isn't far off now!"
"I only managed to break through to the great perfection of Foundation Establishment thanks to the spirit wine Master gave me. Otherwise, who knows when I would have made the breakthrough! Speaking of which, Senior Sister, you've been at the great perfection of Foundation Establishment for some time now. When will you enter seclusion to form your core?"
"You're too modest, Junior Brother. Father knew you were already standing on the threshold of a breakthrough. That cup of spirit wine merely gave you a push. The wine you drank is called Dragon Blood Wine, a third-tier middle-grade spirit wine brewed from third-tier flood