She read it over and over, her heart a tangled mess.
Especially the line of poetry at the end of the passage:
"I return the pearl with tears in my eyes, regretting we did not meet before you were wed."
For a moment, she didn't know what to make of the emotion in her heart.
She threw the novel aside and murmured to herself, "I am the one who 'regrets not meeting before being wed'..."
She knew, without realizing it, this strange man who had suddenly appeared by her side had inexplicably become a vulnerability in her heart.
If I overcome this vulnerability, my cultivation will surely surpass that threshold.
However... this vulnerability was something she had longed for for so long that now it had truly taken root in her heart, she felt no desire to fight it, but instead, a deep sense of exhaustion.
Why do I cultivate?
After becoming the Saintess, what have I gained?
Is this really what I wanted?
Overcoming this Heart Demon Tribulation was, in fact, simple.
