Who knows when a strong wind had arisen, dark clouds rolling in the sky, and the trees in the courtyard surging.

Leaves were flying up.

Wang Ye put away the Divine Soldiers Art, gazing at the clouds on the horizon.

In the distance, a spirit cat was yowling.

Yes, in spring, even animals start to go into heat.

Listening to the cat’s cries, Wang Ye’s expression showed a hint of helplessness.

"In life, there are many things you don’t want to do, yet have to do."

"It’s like having to eat every day; you might not want to eat, but you always need to eat something."

He silently said to himself.

In this spring, even animals begin to seek dual cultivation.

He had not yet reached the divine realm, so naturally, he too had to talk about love.

Regarding dual cultivation, Wang Ye had no interest, but as a person, he couldn’t avoid it.

"Dual cultivation is an unavoidable thing for everyone."

Wang Ye’s gaze remained fixed on the cat on the roof, shimmering with a green light, yowling.

What is the Sect Master looking at?

Chu Mingyue was a bit curious and cautiously approached Wang Ye’s side, looking into the distance along with Wang Ye’s gaze.

Under the dark clouds, she saw two cats snuggling together.

Her heart couldn’t help but feel a bit moved; Chu Mingyue, too, was human and naturally had a need for love.

She longed to snuggle in Wang Ye’s arms, just watching the wind blow past and the clouds disperse.

Wang Ye turned his head and saw Chu Mingyue, noticing a hint of longing in her clear eyes.

"Chu Mingyue isn’t bad."

As a very approachable Sect Master, Wang Ye had never underestimated Chu Mingyue.

He didn’t mind having a passionate romance with her.

Besides, this girl was indeed quite good to him.

Wang Ye pulled Chu Mingyue into his arms.

Chu Mingyue had never been in such close proximity with anyone, and immediately her delicate body trembled, her face flushing red.

"Sect Master..."

If it were anyone else, Chu Mingyue would probably brandish an eighteen-meter machete.

But Wang Ye was someone she deeply admired, with no resistance in her heart.

She just quietly leaned against Wang Ye’s chest.

As she gently sniffed, a whiff of fragrance wafted in the wind, emanating from Chu Mingyue.

"From now on, just stay with me, never to part in this lifetime."

Wang Ye expressed domineeringly.

His gaze was filled with strands of tenderness.

Wang Ye, a blend of heroism and gentleness, naturally stirred Chu Mingyue’s heart.

Chu Mingyue’s heart began to pound rapidly.

She very much wanted to be with Wang Ye, but she knew her own identity, just a small rabbit spirit.

"Sect Master, as long as I can stay by your side, I’m willing to do anything and dare not expect more."

Chu Mingyue’s voice was a bit trembling.

The dark clouds in the sky were gradually scattered by the wind.

Wang Ye and Chu Mingyue quietly embraced each other.

At this moment, however, Wang Ye’s brow furrowed slightly, the atmosphere was disrupted.

He felt Xia Yurou’s presence approaching the Heaven God Temple.

What was Master Xia suddenly coming to see him for?

If Wang Ye had to choose between Chu Mingyue and Xia Yurou, he would undoubtedly choose Chu Mingyue.

After all, a wise person once said, to seek what is far while forsaking what is near achieves nothing.

If he really developed such a relationship with Xia Yurou, going back and forth between Saintess Peak and the Heaven God Temple would indeed be inconvenient.

Moreover, he wasn’t always with Master Xia and lacked understanding of her.

"Mingyue, go rest. I still have some matters to attend to."

Wang Ye released her, giving Chu Mingyue a gentle smile.

Chu Mingyue felt as if she were in a dream, never expecting such treatment.

She wished this could be a dream that would never end.

Leaving Wang Ye’s embrace, she excitedly left the courtyard and walked back to her room.

At this moment, her hands were trembling slightly.

Soon, she returned to her room, sat at the dressing table by the window, holding her chin, her eyes filled with happiness.

It was already late at night, but she felt not the slightest bit sleepy.

At this moment, Wang Ye left the courtyard, flying in the direction from which Xia Yurou was coming.

Before long, they met at Heavenly God Plaza.

Xia Yurou was beautifully dressed today, wearing a snow-white long dress, with a hat, holding a long sword.

Meeting Wang Ye in the plaza, he wasn’t the least bit surprised.

After all, she knew Wang Ye’s capabilities, surely he sensed her arrival and came afar to meet her.

"Master Xia, what’s the matter, looking for me so late?"

Wang Ye’s eyes showed a hint of curiosity.

Could something major have happened at Saintess Peak?

Upon hearing this, a trace of dissatisfaction crossed Xia Yurou’s graceful face.

With spring here, seeing many disciples at Saintess Peak falling in love.

Such an atmosphere naturally affected her.

This time, she wanted to express her love to Wang Ye.

"Sect Master, do you only know cultivation? We could also do other things."

Xia Yurou’s pretty face turned red.

Her jade finger pointed in a direction, seeing Jin Pin and an unfamiliar woman confiding beneath the moon, their laughter resonating.

"Not interested."

Wang Ye shook his head slightly.

Xia Yurou snorted softly, her expression dissatisfied.

"You..."

Xia Yurou turned and left, her graceful figure leaping through the moonlight, flying straight to Saintess Peak.

This damn Sect Master.

She secretly cursed.

Upon returning to Saintess Peak, she stood by the window, looking at the horizon.

Calmly collecting her thoughts, could it be that Wang Ye had feelings for someone else?

Specifically, one of the maids who frequently interacted with him; could Wang Ye be fond of that dragon race girl?

While her brow carried some worry.

Wang Ye suddenly appeared behind her, patting her fragrant shoulder.

Xia Yurou’s cultivation technique had reached the pinnacle, and the reason she hadn’t sensed Wang Ye’s arrival was because she was uneasy.

She had received information that Pei Hongjun and Qin Qi intended to harm Wang Ye.

To avoid Wang Ye falling into their trap, she’d set aside her pride as a woman, mustering courage to confess to Wang Ye.

Little did she expect, Wang Ye truly was a blockhead, understanding nothing.

Xia Yurou’s body trembled as she quickly turned around, seeing Wang Ye’s face.

"Sect Master!"

In the next moment, Wang Ye sat on the chair beside.

"I’m not going back tonight. I’ll keep you company, chat till morning if you’d like."

Wang Ye sat in the chair, pouring himself a cup of tea, drinking it leisurely.

Joy appeared on Xia Yurou’s face, her heart filling with sweetness.

"All my efforts weren’t in vain, so you still have a conscience."

A smile emerged on Xia Yurou’s face, laughter at the corner of her mouth.

They say men favor enchanting women, and Xia Yurou strove to exhibit a charming demeanor.

Yet she had always embodied the image of a saint—pure and untouched—assuming the enchanting role at this moment made her demeanor somewhat stiff and shy.