lcionline Chapter 1860
Chapter 1860
Chen Xuan could clearly feel the delicate body in his arms trembling slightly. He gently patted her back, his voice tender:
"You think too badly of me. Even though you are the most alluring, charming, and captivating woman I have ever met, I am not at the point of 'demanding everything as soon as we've started dating'."
"Really?" Qiu Zixian looked up abruptly, her nose brushing against Chen Xuan's chin, her eyes full of doubt. "Those who pursue me either hide their desires in 'admiration' or wear them on their sleeves. You..."
"I am me, and they are them; we cannot generalize." Chen Xuan reached out, his fingertips gently tracing her flushed cheeks, his eyes as clear as a moonlit lake.
“I appreciate beautiful things, but I am not lustful. My feelings for you are partly because I find you ‘different’—unlike other monks who are bound by ‘worldly’ customs; and partly because I feel indebted to you. Of course, if you think I am ‘lustful,’ that’s fine with me.”
"You're so good at talking. I've never seen you so good at making excuses before." Qiu Zixian was amused by him, and her tense nerves finally relaxed.
Chen Xuan's eyes were so clear, without the slightest "desire," but full of "respect," which completely put her mind at ease.
"Daoist partners, Daoist partners, are meant to be companions who accompany each other on the endless path of immortality." Chen Xuan held her in his arms, looking at the bright moon outside the window. The moonlight shone on the two of them, making them look incredibly gentle.
"The most important thing is that the soul can find a place to rest. Lust is just something that naturally arises when emotions reach their deepest point."
Chen Xuan said, "Besides, I only have a superficial understanding of the three paths of demonic cultivation. Your appearance can help me make up for my lack of knowledge in this area."
"You don't despise demonic cultivators?" Qiu Zixian suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with shock—
Having traveled for a century, she had seen too many cultivators who appeared open and honest on the surface but secretly despised the "demonic path." Even disciples of holy lands mostly considered "cultivating demonic arts" to be a "heretical and evil path."
"Hahaha, the Immortal Path and the Demonic Path are essentially the same. They're just rules forcibly set by top-level powerful beings for the purpose of 'dividing the system'." Chen Xuan's tone was tinged with sarcasm, his fingertips unconsciously stroking her long hair;
“An old friend once questioned me, saying that I might go down the path of evil and become a great demon in the future.”
He paused here, his Adam's apple bobbing, his voice becoming slightly hoarse:
"She said that if I really had the potential to become a demon, she would definitely kill me with her own hands."
"Who's so arrogant?" Qiu Zixian frowned, her fingers gripping Chen Xuan's clothes tightly, her tone full of protectiveness towards her husband. "I'll go and meet this person!"
"In a way, she can be considered my mentor in the path of immortality. She was the one who truly guided me onto the path. I feel more indebted to her than anything else." Chen Xuan shook his head slightly, a complex look flashing in his eyes.
Qiu Zixian was incredibly perceptive and instantly understood his sadness, but she didn't ask any more questions—some things he would tell her when he was ready to.
"When she said those things about me, I retorted: 'The paths of immortality and demonism are determined by those at the top. If I cultivate demonic arts and eventually destroy the path of immortality, then I can say, "The path of demonism is the path of immortality," and who can refute that?'"
When Chen Xuan said this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he exuded an aura of self-confidence that even the moonlight seemed to tremble slightly in the face of this aura.
"You...you really dare to say that." Qiu Zixian looked at him, her eyes filled with shock, then she laughed. "But you're right! Whether one is a demon or an immortal has never been decided by others."
Chen Xuan looked down at the "little stars" in her eyes and couldn't help but smile:
"So, do you think I care that you are a 'demonic cultivator'? I only care about 'you as a person'. What path you cultivate or what path you take is not important to me at all."
"Mmm." Qiu Zixian nodded emphatically, a gentle smile appearing on her lips. She slowly closed her eyes and pressed her cheek against Chen Xuan's chest again. She could clearly hear his steady heartbeat, like a drumbeat, which completely calmed her down.
After a long while, she spoke softly, her voice full of gratitude: "Thank you, Chen Xuan."