On top of a long pagoda's ceiling, two people were seated calmly.
"So, do you think people stop loving someone after they lose the kick? That feeling of specialness. Do you think love will always be mortal, that it will surely die one day?" A young woman asked while looking intently at Han Li with a curious voice.
Han Li was staring off into the distance with a blank gaze, he had just had another Breakthrough dream, so he was quite absentminded.
Like almost all the nights these past few days.
It was hard to focus on anything meaningless.
As for the beautiful young woman with a flowing blonde hair and chestnut eyes. Such beauties and fairies didn't mean much to him anymore.
He had grown quite weary of it all.
They were now merely his cultivation resource. His place to absorb energy.
"Love...huh?" Han Li couldn't help but shake his head.
That is something he had glossed over multiple times. Every time he bedded a woman, he had thought about it.