Listening to the two voices coming from an unknown location, Li Huowang, who was nearly crawling on the ground, shifted his eyes slightly as he began to ponder the meaning of their words.
Daoist Cultivation? Is this person a Taoist? Is he debating Daoism with someone else?
He doesn't look like the Taoists I remember. At least, the ones I recall never cultivated 'the One.'
As Li Huowang was thinking, the discussion continued, the girl's voice now laced with disdain.
"What nonsense is that? Your mother carried you for ten months and gave birth to you, a big, fleshy boy, but now you're going to cast all this flesh aside? Isn't that exhausting?"
"Not at all! Do you think the seven emotions, the three corpses, and this mortal flesh are truly our own? Wrong! They all belong to another! Even our lives and deaths belong to another! It was all lent to us by Him!"
"Belong to another?"
