"Thirty years, three thousand years, and then?"
"After that...."
Xu Qingqing gently touched her own belly with a tender expression: "After that, Qingqing may no longer be able to stay by your side, husband. It'll be our child who will celebrate your birthday instead."
Chen Zhixing raised his head and glanced at Xu Qingqing upon hearing this, but he quickly turned away upon seeing the affection in her eyes.
After a moment, only a single voice remained.
"Then we'll talk about it when the time comes. Perhaps you'll outlive me."
...
Getting married seems to be a significant event for cultivators as well.
At least on Chen Zhixing's wedding day, the entire Purple Gold Mountain, the whole Jiangzhou City, was occupied by tens of thousands of high-tier cultivators!
