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The first rays of dawn peeked through the window, as birds chirped, awakening the tranquil morning. Warm sunlight streamed through the window, spilling onto the bed.

Chen Changsheng stared blankly at the ceiling, feeling the exquisite and alluring body in his arms, and fell into deep thought for a long time.

After a while, he suddenly patted Miaomiao's翘臀 (qiào tún - perky butt), and said calmly, "If you're awake, get up."

The beauty in his arms whimpered softly, and the slight trembling of her eyelashes confirmed that she was indeed awake, but she was reluctant to open her eyes. Her delicate face was fair and flushed like an apple.

In fact, Miaomiao's tipsiness had worn off midway through last night's… activities.

At first, her little expressions were dazed and touching, but later they became shy and flushed.

As things progressed, she woke up from her drunken stupor, and her initial initiative turned into passivity.

By the time the two of them collapsed, the sky was already hazy and turning white. Last night felt like a crazy, beautiful dream.

Miaomiao dawdled for a long time, almost igniting Chen Changsheng's passion again, before finally summoning the courage to open her eyes and sit up weakly.

The blanket slipped from her delicate body, revealing skin as smooth and fine as white jade. The magnificent peaks brought back the crazy scenes of last night to Chen Changsheng's mind.

After being baptized by the Great Joy Art, Miaomiao, who was already as beautiful as a painting and had a graceful figure, was now even more stunning than before, with an added touch of mature charm.

Could this silly girl actually be a genius?

That's right, we were cultivating like crazy last night!

Chen Changsheng's eyes gleamed with excitement, and he took a deep breath and said, "We're done cultivating. Get up and have breakfast."

"A-Are we cultivating again tonight?"

Miaomiao's pretty face was flushed with shyness, and her beautiful eyes were full of anticipation.

Chen Changsheng's mouth twitched, and he said vaguely, "Let's talk about tonight tonight. First, wash the sheets clean."

The two of them got out of bed and put on their clothes one after another.

Miaomiao stared blankly at the plum blossom stain on the bed sheet.

So, Master really didn't lie to her. The magic artifact would really draw blood when it came out…

…

Time flies.

Since that night of cultivation, Chen Changsheng almost forgot that he had stayed in the Divine Envoy Kingdom to spend his last moments with his old friend.

His mind was filled with nothing but cultivation. When he spent time with Wang Lu, experiencing a retirement lifestyle, he couldn't help but be distracted whenever he caught a glimpse of Miaomiao's busy figure.

As expected, once you break a rule, it's hard to go back to the way things were, and it might even get worse!

Helpless, Chen Changsheng changed the location of their gatherings from home to various entertainment venues in the Imperial City, both to avoid thinking wildly during the day and to take the opportunity to experience the prosperity and excitement of the Divine Envoy Kingdom's Imperial City.

However, Wang Lu's appearance and aura were aging at a visible rate.

After playing around for about fifteen years, he no longer had the energy to go out and wander. He could only sit in the courtyard at home every day, waiting for Chen Changsheng to come and visit. He spent more and more time in a daze, as if he was reminiscing about the past, and he would frequently mention things from back then.

He missed his family in the Wang Mansion, and he missed the time before he embarked on the path of cultivation.

By the twenty-third year, Wang Lu didn't even have time to reminisce about the past. He spent most of his time sunbathing and sleeping.

"If I could have returned to the Wang Mansion more often back then, if I hadn't embarked on the path of cultivation, perhaps there wouldn't be so many regrets now."

Wang Lu, lying on the bed, closed his eyes and whispered, his words slurred and unclear.

Chen Changsheng sat on the chair next to him, peeling an apple while saying, "Life is always full of regrets. If you hadn't embarked on the path of cultivation, you would definitely regret not choosing to cultivate."

"The Great Dao is ruthless, and immortals and mortals are forever separated!"

"Choosing to cultivate for longevity means you are destined to experience the separation of life and death from your relatives and friends. Not cultivating means you won't be able to see the magnificent world of cultivation, and you might not even live for decades before dying in that chaotic world."

Only longevity can ensure no regrets!

Deceased relatives and friends will be reincarnated, and past regrets can be slowly filled in over time.

This is one of the reasons why cultivators keep moving forward.

Knowing that cultivation will sever ties with the mortal world, knowing that cultivation is fraught with dangers, they still embark on the path of cultivation without hesitation.

Because all past regrets can be made up for on the day you become an immortal ancestor!

"Well said! Hahahaha… cough cough…"

Wang Lu coughed weakly a few times and laughed, "Brother Chen, does your life have no regrets? You must have felt bad when my sister left back then. I didn't expect that you would be the one accompanying both of us siblings in the last moments of our lives."

"Regrets?"

Chen Changsheng's mouth curved upward, and he said with a light smile, "My life leaves no regrets. Even if there are any, I will make them up in the future."

His life only has a starting point and no end point.

All regrets can be made up for with time, including the deceased Wang Jiayun. One day, he will wait for her reincarnation and reunion.

"A good 'leaves no regrets'." Wang Lu's smile was relieved, and his voice became increasingly low, "I'll leave my funeral arrangements to Brother Chen…"

Chen Changsheng nodded, "Don't worry, I've already found a good geomantic location for you."

Wang Lu was stunned, and then burst out laughing.

As the laughter gradually subsided, dark clouds gathered outside, and it suddenly began to drizzle, pattering on the eaves.

Chen Changsheng sighed and got up, placing the freshly peeled apple he had been holding on the table.

This is the last old friend he has in the Wang Mansion…

From this moment on, the Wang Mansion completely became his memory.

Chen Changsheng personally handled Wang Lu's funeral. He had found a burial place a few days earlier, and he also used an array to seal and protect it, which he was quite familiar with.

Miaomiao watched the whole process from the side, her emotions a little low.

She was both saddened by the passing of her Uncle-Master and worried about her own future.

Back at home, she couldn't help but ask, "Master, if I don't cultivate hard, will I also die of old age in the future?"

Chen Changsheng raised an eyebrow and nodded solemnly, "That's right. If you don't cultivate hard, Master will still be young and handsome in the future, while you will become an old woman with white hair!"

"I don't want to become an old woman with white hair. I want to cultivate hard and strive not to die of old age!"

Miaomiao's pretty face was serious, and she said firmly.

She wanted to be with Master forever and enjoy endless years!

Chen Changsheng glanced at her indifferently, "You said the same thing before, but you gave up halfway."

"T-This time is different! I can cultivate with Master, and it won't be boring." Miaomiao suddenly said with a shy face.

Demonic path!

This kind of immoral cultivation method is the demonic path!

How can cultivators like us be addicted to this kind of dual cultivation method? This is a sign of depravity, and it doesn't conform to the cultivation values of righteous cultivators!

Chen Changsheng showed an expression of disappointment.

But then he remembered that he had never cultivated seriously, and enjoying life every day didn't conform to the cultivation values of righteous cultivators at all.

Then it's okay.

Chen Changsheng immediately put this matter behind him and said with a relaxed face, "Let's go, pack our things. We're going back to Myriad Immortal City."