After being rejected yet again, Ying Tong'an drew his sword and hacked down the eighteenth new stele outside the sect.
Every disciple in the sect saw it. They wanted to laugh, but didn't dare. Only Senior Brother frowned and went over to talk him down.
He was the one in charge of rebuilding the steles. Each one had to be made from flawless, priceless jade, the hardest kind there was. The sect could no longer afford it.
Senior Brother suggested, "Tong'an, you've already pursued the top demon cultivator, the master of bizarre Gu, the Divine Doctor of Poison Valley... eighteen outstanding talents in all. How about lowering your standards a little next time?"
Ying Tong'an shook his head. "You just don't understand."
A strange character had appeared in the cultivation world: Ying Tong'an.
Ever since he fell for the top demon cultivator, he had pursued him wholeheartedly, strutting around like a peacock every day. But in the end, the top demon cultivator chose a snow-white rabbit spirit.
Ying Tong'an split the sect's boundary stele with one strike of his sword.
But Ying Tong'an wasn't afraid of rejection. He set his sights on the master of bizarre Gu, famed for his skill with Gu, but before he could make a move, the man had already brought out a ghost cultivator wreathed in a dark, baleful aura.
Ying Tong'an split the sect's boundary stele again. Senior Brother had just finished repairing it and was about to leave when the burst of spiritual energy knocked him right onto his backside. His face turned ashen.
And so Ying Tong'an kept failing, kept trying, and kept failing again, until at last he had chopped down the eighteenth boundary stele.
Senior Brother held him back with a trembling hand. "Tong'an, please, take up the Unfeeling Dao!"
Ying Tong'an shook his head.
Everyone in the cultivation world thought Ying Tong'an would never win the heart of the person he loved. Every time he took a fancy to someone, they ended up falling for somebody else.
It was already extraordinary that Ying Tong'an could cleave a boundary stele with one strike. He was also handsome, elegant as a jade orchid and as beautiful as Pan An. How could no one like him?
There had to be something wrong with him.
Ying Tong'an heard this and smiled mysteriously. Whether those people liked him was beside the point. He was just a cannon-fodder character sent to this plane to bring outstanding talents together.
Every couple formed earned him another level of cultivation.
Compared with hard cultivation, naturally lazy Ying Tong'an preferred this. How hard could it be to pursue someone who would never say yes?
So when his senior brother begged him with a trembling voice to take up the Unfeeling Dao, Ying Tong'an had already found the next person he was going to bring together with someone else.
He was the sinner of the entire cultivation world. They said that a thousand years ago, he had torn open the grand formation protecting the cultivation world, allowing foreign invaders to ravage the land and slaughter its people.
When Ying Tong'an first met him, his immediate response was, "Hey, bro, who are you planning to fall for?"
He never expected that this man would set his sights on him instead.
One-on-one, mutual pampering
Saved on July 25
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