In all the years Li Dai had spent cultivating, she had rarely sat in meditation in the strict, conventional sense. If she had gained any true insights, they had come entirely from genuine lived experience.
Her comprehension of time, in particular, had left an indelible impression on her.
Glancing around the circle, Li Dai picked up a spiritual fruit from the glowing table and took a bite. Feeling her mind instantly settle and grow tranquil, she began at an unhurried pace, "To be honest, when I first started cultivating, I only thought about staying alive. I wanted to properly condition my frail body so I'd have the means to survive." Li Dai wasn't lying. She still remembered the time right after she transmigrated, when she fled the Li Estate and entered the Bailian Forest. Her body had been so weak that even finding a scrap of food was a struggle. Knowing this was a world of immortality, she refused to live as someone else's fish or cutting board. Perhaps she was a glutton by nature and somewhat lazy, but the moment she considered that her little life could be snuffed out at any second, all her other preferences could be cast aside. Just like how she disliked gray light specks and foul odors—yet because she could absorb them to grow stronger, she could endure them. She hated bugs, but once she realized their lives were bound up with her own, she could accept them, too. Having depended on her mother for survival back in the modern world, she knew how difficult it was simply …
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