Every perfect love story must have an ex-girlfriend who serves as cannon fodder.
The cannon fodder ex-girlfriend is always beautiful, comes from a good background, and loves to act recklessly...
"Haoran must hate me to death and never want to talk to me again."
Han Lingxi said softly, feeling disappointed.
He wouldn't hate her to the point of despising her, but he would definitely ignore her. Lu Haoran thought to himself that it was normal for someone as useless as him to be disliked. If it were him, he wouldn't want to marry someone as useless as her either. He ignored Han Lingxi because they were from two different worlds. Why make Han Lingxi lose face and be ridiculed himself?
At this moment, although Lu Haoran knew that he could cultivate, he had not yet realized how powerful his talent was. He felt that although he could finally cultivate, he had missed the best time for Foundation Establishment. Foundation Establishment usually takes place between the ages of six and ten, and the speed of cultivation at this time determines one's future talent. Lu Haoran's greatest hope was that he could work hard to become like an ordinary cultivator, so that his father would not have to bear so much pressure because of him.
"It's all my fault for not being firm in my mind. No wonder my master said I'm always restless and unable to reach the state of 'holding the spirit and guarding the oneness'."
Embracing the Spirit and Guarding the One is the ideal state for cultivation, and it is the fastest way to cultivate. It is a legend for ordinary people, but for a genius like Han Lingxi, it is the most basic state.
"Junior Sister Biyou said that no matter how hard I try or how talented I am, in the end I will only be a useless wife, guarding the four corners of the Lu family's territory. My greatest achievement will be to prevent the Lu family from falling. But I am not willing to accept this. My dream is to become a strongman and travel all over the continent to uphold justice."
Han Lingxi spoke as if confiding in someone, telling the air what she kept hidden in her heart and couldn't tell anyone else. Han Lingxi didn't stop, but continued to speak. Lu Haoran was also quietly listening to other people's secrets underwater, and then silently told himself that this was unavoidable, and that he was not deliberately eavesdropping.
"My fourth senior sister said that I should marry a good-for-nothing, and after I die, I should find someone a hundred years younger than me to be my husband. That way, I can be the only one who matters. My good-for-nothing husband wouldn't dare to disobey me, and my husband a hundred years younger than me wouldn't dare to disobey me either. Is she trying to tell me to keep some male concubines?"
Han Lingxi spoke with great grievance, her voice trembling with tears. Lu Haoran was also deeply troubled. He knew that if Han Lingxi had said this to her face, those people would have said even worse things to her. Han Lingxi was such a privileged young woman, yet she had to endure so much because of him. What right did he have to resent her for breaking off the engagement?
He truly hadn't considered that with Han Lingxi's talent, she would inevitably reach a level that others would look up to in the future. The higher one's cultivation level, the longer one's lifespan. He, on the other hand, was just an ordinary person who couldn't cultivate and wouldn't even live to be a hundred years old, only a few decades. Why did he think that Han Lingxi should willingly be with him just because of a marriage contract?
Lu Haoran suddenly realized that he shouldn't feel resentful towards Han Lingxi, but rather guilty. After all, all of Han Lingxi's suffering was caused by him, who was the envy of everyone. Breaking off the engagement was a good thing, at least he could make amends for some of it.
For the first time, Lu Haoran understood that weakness itself was a sin. Even though he considered himself a good-for-nothing and would bear all the humiliation himself, in places he couldn't see, others would also be hurt because of his weakness. Han Lingxi was like that, and so was his father. He clearly felt that his desire to be strong was stronger than ever before.
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