Jueyangzi had never experienced it either, and laughed, "My master told me that the pleasure of romantic love is far inferior to the joy of cultivating the Way. I believe him. What do you think is more enjoyable, love or cultivating the Way?"
Scholar Zhu and Black Pot's gazes fell on Liu Daoist.
Liu Daoist had profound Daoist skill, immense cultivation, and extraordinary insight. For days, they stood guard together at the Goddess Temple, discussing Daoist skills with Liu Daoist and gaining much. They admired him greatly.
Liu Daoist smiled and said, "There is not an ounce of pleasure in romantic love. Like our willows that bloom yellow flowers in spring, they are pollinated by the wind or by insects, then disperse as catkins scattered by the breeze. What joy is there in such love? It is far inferior to cultivating the Way."
