The Tail of the Full Moon

"If you were the supreme master of the Dao of Immortals, revered by countless beings, able to glimpse life and death, and understand the destiny, what kind of woman would you seek as a partner?"
Jiang Feng: "I would marry an eighteen-year-old."
"...do you want to die?"
"I'd rather die to marry an eighteen-year-old."

Could it be that I am the cruel villain?

Spiritual energy slowly circulated within his body.


All over, he felt a slight warmth, a comforting softness akin to a fetus snug in its amniotic fluid, an embrace to yearn for without end.


His entire being completely immersed in the ocean of cultivation, swimming freely, he felt as if, upon consuming that elixir, a new pair of eyes had opened within him, capable of peering into everything.


He could observe every corner and angle within his body; he saw his pulsing veins, his beating heart, his expansive meridians, and something strange...


"Why is there a lake inside my dantian?"


Although he had only just begun his cultivation journey, his theoretical knowledge was solid. Sister Su Yi was a very patient and excellent teacher. In her descriptions, cultivators' dantians varied, and the worlds seen during inner vision differed as well.


But for most cultivators, it was an empty space, filled only with condensed and refined pure spiritual energy.


Chapter 62 The Dragon and the Beauty