Chapter 54 ·Kunlun Mysterious Maiden, Ning Hongye!

Spirit ‍​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​​​​‌​​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‍Realm, under the jurisdiction of the Azure Wave Sect, Listening Tide City.

The ‍​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍city was built upon the Azure Wave Sect’s mountain gate, vast in scale and shrouded in immortal mist.

Cultivators ‍​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍came and went—some riding artifacts through the air, others mounted on spirit beasts. Amid the bustle, there was an unmistakable immortal atmosphere.

The ‍​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍marketplace within the city was even more lively.

Pills, ‍​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍talismans, magic artifacts, and spiritual materials filled the stalls.

The ‍​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍sounds of hawking, bargaining, and the low growls of spirit beasts intertwined into a single noisy tapestry.

The Nether Soul, dressed in an unremarkable green robe, strolled through the crowd.

His purpose for this trip was very clear.

To procure some living assets for the Taiyi Dao Sect in the lower realm.

The potential of exotic beasts in the mortal world was limited. If Gu Yan wanted to build a truly outstanding immortal sect in the human world, how could it lack specialties from the Spirit Realm?

Soon after, the Nether Soul stepped out of a shop specializing in spirit pets, the Hundred Beasts Pavilion.

Inside his beast-taming pouch, there were now several low-tier spirit beast cubs with unusual bloodlines and relatively docile temperaments.

He planned to send them back to his main body later using divine ability.

“Another productive day for strengthening the sect.”

The Nether Soul muttered inwardly, feeling like a diligent procurement officer.

Just as he passed through an area selling rare flowers and herbs—

A pleasant female voice came from not far to his side:

“Senior Brother, please wait a moment.”

The Nether Soul paused slightly and turned his head.

Beside a spiritual herb whose leaves burned like flames stood a woman in red.

She was tall and slender, her figure graceful. Her red attire was no ordinary garment—faint spiritual light flowed across it, accentuating her snow-white skin.

Her appearance was stunning, yet there was none of a young girl’s naïve charm in her brows.

Instead, she carried a bright and valiant aura shaped by worldly experience.

Her cultivation appeared to be at the mid-stage Foundation Establishment, roughly similar to the late-stage Foundation Establishment aura the Nether Soul displayed outwardly.

Her name was Ning Hongye. On the surface, she was an inner sect disciple of the Azure Wave Sect, but in truth, she was a Mysterious Maiden of the Kunlun Sect, concealing her identity while experiencing the mortal world.

She had been casually observing the flowers when the Nether Soul passed by. That unique aura about him instantly piqued her interest.

It was not merely his appearance—she had seen countless outstanding talents and immortal seedlings over her long life.

What drew her was that contradictory presence—

As if he existed within this world, yet remained detached from it.

How could a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator possess such a detached, almost… condescending perspective?

This was far beyond what an ordinary sect disciple could possess.

The Nether Soul’s gaze calmly swept over her, confirming he did not recognize her. “What does Fellow Daoist require?”

Ning Hongye smiled sweetly. “Just now, I saw Senior Brother coming out of the Hundred Beasts Pavilion. The flowing cloud patterns on your attire mark you as an inner sect disciple of the Azure Wave Sect.”

“Seeing your calm bearing and steady steps, you must be among the outstanding ones of our sect.”

“Thus, I took the liberty to stop you, merely to ask—do you have any knowledge about raising Cloud Rainbow Sparrows?”

“This junior sister recently obtained a pair, but they seem somewhat listless.”

The Nether Soul’s thoughts turned briefly.

Cloud Rainbow Sparrows?

A low-tier spirit bird—more ornamental than practical, with picky dietary habits, requiring specific spiritual dew and essence of rosy clouds…

Was this female cultivator asking by coincidence, or was it a deliberate attempt to strike up a conversation?

His expression remained unchanged as he replied calmly:

“Cloud Rainbow Sparrows prefer cleanliness. Their habitat must be well-ventilated and well-lit. If they lack vitality, check whether there is foul energy attached at the roots of their feathers, or if their environment’s spiritual energy is too turbid.”

After speaking, he gave a slight nod and prepared to leave.

“As expected of Senior Brother, so knowledgeable!” Ning Hongye’s eyes brightened. She shifted lightly, once again positioning herself just ahead of him.

“From your speech and insight, you are certainly no ordinary disciple.”

“If I am not mistaken, your cultivation is pure and well-refined, your qi flow harmonious—you must already be at the late-stage Foundation Establishment, correct?”

“To achieve such cultivation at such a young age, you must rank among the top talents in our Azure Wave Sect.”

The Nether Soul’s brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

This woman… was a bit too familiar, and her words carried an obvious probing intent.

He did not enjoy unnecessary social interactions, especially ones with unclear motives.

“Junior Sister overpraises. If there is nothing else…”

“Senior Brother, no need to be in such a hurry.” Ning Hongye seemed oblivious to his indifference.

“I see your purposeful stride—you must be searching for suitable spiritual materials or spirit beasts again.”

“But the path of cultivation requires balance. If one remains constantly tense, would that not waste the prosperity and opportunities of Listening Tide City?”

“Some things cannot be obtained in haste. A leisurely stroll may instead yield unexpected gains.”

The Nether Soul: “……”

He truly could not figure out what this woman wanted.

Selling something?

Building connections?

Or simply talkative?

He maintained his “Sigma man” mindset.

He chose not to engage, not to deepen, and not to create unnecessary karma.

“Cultivation lies in the heart, not in external noise.”

“If Junior Sister has nothing further, Lin shall continue procuring supplies.”

This time, the Nether Soul quickened his pace, attempting to bypass her.

“Senior Brother Lin!” Ning Hongye seemed determined, following him at a measured distance.

“What exactly does Senior Brother wish to procure? I am quite familiar with this marketplace and could make introductions, saving you much effort.”

“For example, the Hundred Beasts Pavilion you visited—its selection is decent, but if you seek truly rare and docile spirit beast cubs suitable for… well…”

“…for peaceful appreciation, the proprietress of Spirit Rhinoceros Garden has even more unconventional channels.”

As she spoke, she casually listed several shops and their specialties.

She even seemed to know the personalities of certain shop owners.

The Nether Soul slowed his steps.

He indeed still needed to find several specific spirit beasts.

The information this woman provided held some value.

He stopped and turned to look at her. “Junior Sister seems quite familiar with the marketplace.”

“During cultivation breaks, I enjoy wandering around. Having seen more, I naturally know a little.”

Ning Hongye smiled.

“Consider it repayment for your earlier guidance about the Cloud Rainbow Sparrows? How about it, Senior Brother Lin—will you allow me to fulfill this small obligation between fellow sect members?”

The Nether Soul fell silent for a moment.

Instinctively, he felt this woman was not simple.

But then he thought—he was merely an incarnation, keeping a low profile in the Azure Wave Sect. There was nothing particularly worth scheming over.

Perhaps she truly was just a lively and sociable fellow disciple?

Very well—if she could save him some trouble and help him send spirit beasts back to his main body sooner, it would improve efficiency.

“In that case, I’ll trouble Junior Sister Ning. I am looking for juvenile Moonlight Jellyfish, as well as traces of Stoneheart Bamboo Bears. Do you know where they might be found?”

“Moonlight Jellyfish? Those are spirits of deep cold springs—rarely seen in ordinary shops.”

“I know that the Underflow Pavilion in the western district brings in a batch of rare aquatic spiritual creatures on the seventh day of each month. Today happens to be the seventh—Senior Brother is quite fortunate.”

“As for Stoneheart Bamboo Bears… those creatures are dull yet alert, rarely captured. They are usually only found deep within the Sunken Bamboo Valley to the southwest of the sect. They are a matter of chance rather than search. Senior Brother’s taste in spirit beasts is quite unique.”

As they spoke, the two naturally walked side by side toward the western part of the city.

Ning Hongye guided the conversation, moving from spirit beast habits to amusing anecdotes about certain shops.

Occasionally, she would casually inquire about the Nether Soul’s cultivation insights.

The Nether Soul mostly listened, giving brief responses now and then, his words cautious, revealing nothing of his true depth.

Yet Ning Hongye could always catch from his fragments of speech that detached, almost overlooking perspective beyond his apparent cultivation.

This only deepened her interest.

How could a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator possess such a mindset—like calmly watching clouds rise and fall?

She increasingly felt that this spontaneous journey into worldly experience had hooked an unusually interesting “little fish.”

“Senior Brother Lin, aside from cultivation and seeking spirit beasts, do you have any other hobbies?”

Ning Hongye asked casually.

“None.” The Nether Soul answered succinctly.

“Wouldn’t that be rather dull?” Ning Hongye blinked.

“On the path of cultivating longevity, if the journey is filled only with solitude—even if one attains longevity, what meaning would it hold?”

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