Chapter 1560  Chapter 397: Sixth Level of Form Dao, Realm and Boundary!

Her eyes flickered slightly, and she turned her head towards the main hall, saying to Nanny Wu beside her, “Is Sister Muqing inside? I’m here to find her.”

Nanny Wu nodded, “Miss hasn’t left the main hall since she returned three months ago.”

“Oh?”

Su Wanqing was surprised, her heart suddenly understanding. It seemed it wasn’t as she thought; her sister hadn’t seen him once in three months? It seemed she truly hated him.

She looked at the young man’s leisurely demeanor and couldn’t help but shake her head slightly. With such potential, it’s a pity he indulges in such idleness.

Nanny Wu finished speaking and entered the main hall, returning alone shortly after, whispering to Su Wanqing, “Miss Wanqing, Miss Mu Qing asks you to go in and speak with her. She doesn’t want to see the person outside.”

Su Wanqing couldn’t help but chuckle silently, finding it somewhat amusing, yet she could understand her sister’s feelings, so she followed Nanny Wu into the main hall immediately.

Inside the hall, Su Muqing, dressed in a moon-blue Immortal Skirt, was sitting on a Chaos Immortal Stone meditating in cultivation. Sensing Su Wanqing’s approach, she opened her eyes immediately and asked, “What brings you here?”

“It’s Sister Lan Qin’s art exhibition; she’s invited us, saying that the Dragon Rhythm Painting Immortal will be attending. It’s a rare opportunity.”

Su Wanqing pursed her lips, smiling as she spoke.

Su Muqing’s eyes brightened, pausing her cultivation to ask, “The Dragon Rhythm Painting Immortal will be there too?”

“Yes, we might even get a chance to learn a thing or two from him,” Su Wanqing replied with a smile.

Among the Four Little Phoenixes, she was closest to Su Muqing. She was the youngest, Su Muqing the third, not only because they were of similar age but also due to some shared hobbies, like painting.

However, they didn’t merely paint; sometimes they gleaned some Spirit Light regarding cultivation from the Artistic Path, not completely unproductively.

“When do we leave?”

Su Muqing asked immediately, eager to set off.

Seeing her sister’s impatience, Su Wanqing couldn’t help but be amused, saying, “We’ll go tomorrow. Speaking of which, sister, have you really not stepped outside for a walk in the garden these past three months?”

Upon hearing this, Su Muqing’s expression turned cold, irritably saying, “You saw the person outside as you came, didn’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Huh, in these three months, Nanny Wu told me he hasn’t even practiced cultivation. Father says he has unparalleled natural talent, with a soul life of a hundred years, yet he’s wasting it, wallowing in indolence. Does someone like that think they can change my mind?”

Su Muqing couldn’t help but sneer, her eyes full of disdain.

During these three months, she’d secretly observed the outside three times between her cultivation, but each time she saw the young man either playing chess or pulling out a piece of broken wood to carve, hardly ever cultivating.

Thinking of the scene she had just witnessed, Su Wanqing furrowed her brows, a hint of regret in her eyes as she said, “It’s indeed a shame.”

“Hmph, let’s not mention him. It’s dampening. Why not stay here tonight, and we can go together tomorrow?”

Su Muqing changed the topic, saying, “I’ll have Nanny Wu prepare the side hall for you.”

“Alright then.”

Su Wanqing initially wanted to refuse, but then had a change of heart and agreed.

Upon leaving the main hall, Su Wanqing looked at the youth still playing chess with himself in the courtyard, her eyes showing a trace of curiosity as she slowly approached him.

“Hmm?”

Noticing someone approaching, Li Hao looked up, recognizing the young girl previously beside Su Muqing as her sister.

“With no opponent, playing by yourself… don’t you find it dull and boring?”

Su Wanqing glanced at the chessboard, curious as she said, “With this time, why not cultivate? Aren’t you distressed over wasting your time?”

Li Hao held no ill will toward this young girl and smiled slightly at her words, saying, “No opponent, because few can match me. Playing against myself, using one mind for two purposes, is immensely enjoyable; how could it be boring?”

“As for wasting time, this doesn’t count as a waste. As long as I feel content and gain something, it’s enough. Isn’t the purpose of our cultivation, seeking eternal life, to be happy every day?”

Hearing Li Hao’s two rhetorical questions, Su Wanqing was taken aback, her mouth slightly agape, trying to say something, but when the words were on the tip of her tongue, she found his reasoning compelling and couldn’t argue back.

“But this is indulgence in pleasure, which will ultimately lead to the decay of cultivation and waste of talent.”

Su Wanqing paused for a long while before slowly saying.

Li Hao shook his head, saying, “Be it mortals or the Immortal Divine, they all seek ‘joy,’ who seeks suffering or sorrow? Why speak of indulgence? If not indulging in pleasure, should one indulge in distress?”

Su Wanqing found herself speechless, feeling incapable of countering Li Hao, yet deeply ingrained teachings in her heart prevented her from accepting his words, leaving her momentarily silent.

After a while, she switched topics, asking, “Do you truly like my sister, or is it for her bloodline, to produce stronger offspring?”

This question stumped Li Hao. Truly like?

Did he truly like her, or was it guilt, seeking to compensate?

The image of that shattered girl and her eyes reappeared, and Li Hao felt a faint pain in his chest.

Like or guilt? He suddenly realized he couldn’t tell the difference.

Seeing Li Hao’s silence, Su Wanqing felt her question was perhaps too piercing, touching on his true feelings, and his reaction seemed to confirm her speculation.

She sighed softly, feeling that such a natural gift was wasted on impure motives.

“If what Father says is true, you could become a peerless genius on your own; why rely on another’s strength?”

Su Wanqing shook her head, leaving this sentence behind as she turned to leave.

Li Hao seemed not to hear her words, only his expression was confused, repeating that question in his heart.

In the end, he shook his head, deciding not to ponder an unsolvable question, letting the answer find him instead.

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