Yu Xian looked at Yulan's peaceful sleeping form and quietly let out a sigh.
Cultivation required a heart of fierce and unremitting advancement, and walking as if on thin ice. Without being forged in raging fire, how could one temper a Dao heart as flawless as fine gold and jade? After all, not everyone possessed the heaven-defying cheats that he did.
Yet, considering that even he could not achieve certain things, how could he demand them of Yulan, whose fragility mirrored a delicate flower?
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