"No, no, Senior Sister, I'm afraid of tarnishing your purity." Wen Jiu felt a pang in his heart and quickly explained.
Indeed.
Being alone is more comfortable.
No need to coax women.
No need to coax, no trouble.
He's very curious why in those cultivation novels people are willing to find Dao companions, and these companions are always depicted as understanding. Understanding? Cultivators aren't immortals, they're human.
Humans have emotions.
The average woman is already hard to deal with, not to mention the female cultivators.
...
In the blink of an eye, it was night.
That night, Shan Yue Ru once again fell asleep outside on the recliner.
As for why she felt comfortable sleeping, Wen Jiu had figured it out because he had the aura of five ghosts on him.
Though very faint.
Cultivators couldn't sense it.
But Nether Moon Ghost Qi could.
The next morning, Wen Jiu packed his things and left directly, not daring to let Senior Sister Yanyue see Shan Yue Ru.
