A Thousand Stars, Faint and Far

“Stay back. I have a fiancée.” I’m a conservative cultivator who knows how to behave.

“Then is there any other way you can save me? How many days do I have left?” Are you really going to let me die?

“...” I’m also a kind-hearted Daoist cultivator.

“If you mean dual cultivation, that’s fine. But marrying me? Forget it.” You can have me, but you’re asking too much if you want my promise.

“...” I guess I can accept that.

“If I ascend as a demonic cultivator, will you be with me?” I can always find a way to be with you.

“...” Have you ever considered that I might not want to ascend?