"There's no need."
Cui Wanting said mildly:
"I already know all the current candidates for Palace Heir inside out!"
"As for someone who's only just appeared, he isn't qualified to distract me."
With that, Cui Wanting raised his eyes toward Lu Wan and smiled:
"Other than Fellow Daoist Lu."
"There's no one among my peers in the palace worth much of my attention."
Gasps immediately rose throughout the hall.
Quite a few male cultivators' expressions soured as well.
Cui Wanting's words were little different from openly declaring his feelings.
Lu Wan's brow, however, furrowed even more deeply:
"Fellow Daoist Cui."
"As a fellow disciple, let me offer you a word of advice."
"If you don't want this to derail your cultivation, you should give up sooner rather than later."
After speaking, Lu Wan rose directly from her seat.
Her mood had already been affected, and she no longer wanted to stay.
The selection of the Palace Heir was drawing near.
Others might not know, but she understood her own fate all too well.
The Palace Master of the Supreme Clarity Palace had saved her life and brought her back to the sect.
Then, at considerable expense, the Palace Master had repaired her cultivation foundation and taught her the immortal path.
Naturally, none of this had come without a price.
She would become the future Palace Heir's Dao Pact.
If the Palace Heir wished to practice dual cultivation with her, she would have to do so.
If the Palace Heir had no interest in her, she would have to remain by his side and serve him.
The Supreme Clarity Palace had never concealed this from her, and Lu Wan had long since agreed.
Once entrusted with a task, one had to see it through faithfully.
Her nature would not allow her