Disregarding the Mortal World

His wife's life expectancy read "end of life seventy-two", but she died suddenly on the night of her twenty-eightth year. The Bimingtang said it was God's will, and the officials said it was fate. "You have two choices," the casual cultivator said, "either accept your fate or pay the price." Xu Hui chose the latter. "Is it worth having so many living people buried with one dead person?" Xu Hui did not answer.