Immortal Venerable Yuheng saw that he did not seem to be speaking lightly and drew his brows together.
He transmitted his voice. "My disciple, mortals live only a few short decades... Are you certain you will be able to calmly accept his departure when the time comes?"
"I have seen all things in this world, and nothing destroys a cultivator's resolve more easily than love. Do not be foolish..."
Xiao Yu froze at his words.
He lowered his eyes.
His gaze dimmed slightly.
He... had not thought that far ahead.
He had simply followed his heart.
He turned and stared blankly at Qi Yunheng.
Unbidden, he imagined a day when Qi Yunheng's hair would turn white before his eyes, until he finally passed away...
A painful ache immediately welled up in his heart.
Qi Yunheng caught his complicated, slightly aggrieved look and was utterly bewildered.
He had no idea what that look meant.
But that did not stop him from responding.
He gently squeezed Xiao Yu's palm to remind him he was there.
Xiao Yu paused slightly at the touch of the other man's hand against his palm.
His heart fluttered.
Then came a sense of acceptance.
He thought that Qi Yunheng was probably his love tribulation in this lifetime.
He was destined to face this trial.
There was no escaping it.
He withdrew his gaze, a trace of resolve flashing in his eyes.
He transmitted his voice to Immortal Venerable Yuheng. "Master, you once told me that, whatever the matter, we must not give up simply because we think the outcome will be bad."
"I want to share a romance with him, regardless of how much time we have."
"Master... will you give us your blessing?"
He had been born during a time of war, and his master had