While Li Dalong pondered these questions, Ke Xialing and her mother began chatting about everyday family matters.
There was another question Ke Meili cared deeply about: whether Ke Xialing was pregnant. It left Ke Xialing blushing furiously, unsure how best to answer.
Although cultivators lived long lives, often spanning hundreds or thousands of years, their lifespans also increased exponentially as their cultivation rose.
But cultivators also spent a great deal of time cultivating. It might look easy for these women, advancing an entire major realm after just a few years in seclusion.
But cultivators with poor talent and insufficient cultivation resources could only raise their cultivation by absorbing the Immortal Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth, which meant spending vast amounts of time cultivating in seclusion.
They also had to spend their remaining time hunting demon beasts or searching for Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures to exchange for cultivation resources, leaving them little time for true leisure.
One could say that every day, they were either cultivating or on their way to cultivate. Without hard work, improving their cultivation was difficult.
On top of that, cultivators had more difficulty conceiving. Their chances were lower than those of mortals, not even a few thousandths of a mortal's.
That was why Ke Meili cared so much about whether they were pregnant. Once their cultivation rose further, their chances of conceiving would fall even lower. Perhaps this was the Heavenly Dao. If cultivators could conceive as easily as mortals, the Immortal Realm's population would explode.
For one thing, Ke Xialing was too shy to talk about it. For another, she and Li Dalong had spent little time together since marrying.
They had only been together often during their first month of marriage, and even then, she had to share Li Dalong with Ye