He even smiled deliberately, as if he was imitating someone's joke.

Ning Xianyu's mind moved, and she suddenly asked, "After you successfully mend the sky, what are you going to do? Ascend to heaven?"

Xuanyuan Tunhan looked at her with a distant look in his eyes.

His original plan was to live an ordinary life with her, eating, drinking, and traveling. When she got tired of it and passed on her cultivation to the next person, he would disappear from the world with her.

He had never thought about ascension.

After sticking to one thing for tens of thousands of years, he was already tired and exhausted.

I originally thought that she would sacrifice her life for him many times and had feelings for him, but I didn't expect that she was as calm, rational and knew how to make choices as he did in some aspects.

But since she asked, he said, "Maybe he will ascend to heaven, or maybe he will visit another world. It's all good."

Ning Xianyu smiled and said, "That's good too. I wish us success in mending the sky soon."

Then everyone went home.

She wanted to turn around and leave, but her hand was held by Xuanyuan Tunhan.

He took out his storage bag, pressed it on her storage bracelet, and poured everything inside into it.

"Take it and play with it."

It took him a while to pour out everything, all of which were things he had collected here that she might like.

Ning Xianyu had her wrist held by him and could feel the warmth from his hand.

It turns out that the big devil's hands are warm, not cold.

He is not a robot, nor is he a saint without any emotions who only knows how to mend the sky.

Ning Xianyu's eyes felt a little sore, and she felt mixed emotions.