The starting point is auspicious; the fiancée will not call off the engagement.

After Zhou Huan left, Fang Zhou remained sitting blankly at the tea stall.

The tea in the cup had completely cooled down, and the tea leaves had sunk to the bottom.

Moonshadow Cat lay on the table, idly brushing the back of his hand with its tail, its amber eyes half-open and half-closed, as if keeping him company in his daze.

He suddenly let out a long breath, stood up, picked up the cat, and walked back the way he came.

When I returned to the small building on East Third Street, it was still early.

The afternoon sun slanted in through the window, drawing a bright square on the floor of the living room.

Moonshadow Cat jumped off his shoulder, went to its cat bed, and curled itself into a ball of silvery-white fur.

Fang Zhou stood in the guest room for a moment, then suddenly didn't know what to do.

This feeling is not unfamiliar.

During his eighteen years in the Fang family, he often found himself in this state.

Having finished his cultivation, read the storybook, and enjoyed the delicious food, he lay on a bamboo chair under the crooked tree, gazing blankly at the branches and leaves above, and spent the entire afternoon there.

His mother would bring him some snacks and money when she passed by, encouraging him to go out and explore. His father, however, never cared, probably because he felt indebted to him and thus indulged him.

Fang Zhou didn't actually have any goals.

He came into this world carrying memories of his previous life.

An ordinary modern person is inexplicably reborn into a world where cultivation is possible.

He was indeed excited for a while when he learned that cultivators existed in this world.

He became even more excited after discovering that he had a protagonist template that seemed to be from a story about annulmenting an engagement.

Just follow the script. Wait for the engagement to be called off, the comeback to win back the favor, the humiliation to be proven wrong, and to live the life he once dreamed of.

It's the same when it comes to cultivation. If you have the talent and the ability to cultivate, then just cultivate. Anyway, you're just idling around.

But if you really ask him about his purpose in cultivating, he really can't answer.

He had no enemies, and no one in the Fang family looked down on him. As for pursuing immortality, he hadn't even figured out what he would do if he lived that long.

He cultivates simply because cultivation is easy for him, as natural as breathing.

He could break through realms that others could only achieve by secluded cultivation for ten years, while lying down, sitting, or walking.

The spiritual energy circulated within him more smoothly than flowing rivers, and he never knew what a bottleneck was.

Even the threshold of the Holy Domain, which countless peak Dharma Aspect cultivators could not cross in their entire lives, was not a question for him whether he could cross it, but rather when he wanted to cross it.

But precisely because cultivation was so easy for him, he didn't really have any obsession with it.

Fang Zhou knew his own personality very well; he wasn't the kind of person who could grit his teeth and persevere in adversity.

If his talent were less, if he had been stuck at a certain level for ten or eight years, he probably would have given up long ago.

As the eldest son of the Fang family in Tianyang City, he lived a life of luxury, eating and drinking well every day and raising a yard full of hamsters, and he was still very happy.

He has no shortage of money, love, or talent, so he lacks motivation.

Fang Zhou had always believed that there was nothing wrong with such a life.

His father didn't have many demands on him, his mother only hoped that he would be safe and sound, and he didn't have any ambition to become the best in the world.

Once you've accumulated enough experience, you'll break through; if you haven't, just keep resting. You'll eventually have enough anyway.

He even felt that this mindset might be one of the reasons why his spiritual practice went so smoothly.

But now, he suddenly feels that this state is not enough.

He could still live aimlessly, but he realized that his attitude towards others needed to change.

Someone is treating him well without reservation, so he should think about how to repay them; this is one of his few bottom lines.

Fang Zhou leaned back in his chair and stared at the wood grain on the ceiling for a long time.

He has many flaws: he's lazy, capricious, and lacks ambition. But he has one bottom line: if someone is kind to him, he can't pretend he doesn't see it.

This was a habit he had in his past life, and it hadn't changed in this one.

When he was in Tianyang City, his mother would make him a bowl of noodles, and he would accompany her shopping. His father would give him an extra monthly allowance, and he would remember to buy some good tea and put it in his father's study.

It wasn't a big reward, but he firmly believed from his past life that if goodwill couldn't be passed on, then sooner or later, all that would remain between people would be hatred.

But he didn't know how to repay Ye Ninghan's kindness to him.

Although she said it was to repay Fang Zhou's life-saving grace, Fang Zhou's loss of the Hengyang Sacred Body was originally Fang's father's way of repaying Ye's father's life-saving grace.

The two families are now even, and even if Fang Zhou were to hate someone, it would be his father. But how could Fang Zhou hate his father who gave him life and raised him? So all grudges should be forgotten.

The marriage agreement between the two was only out of Ye's father's guilt. Although Fang Zhou and Ye Ninghan were childhood sweethearts, they had only spent a few years together when they were young. Ye Ninghan should not have treated him like this.

But Ye Ninghan accepted the marriage agreement and was genuinely trying to treat him well. Fang Zhou now didn't know how to deal with Ye Ninghan.

Fang Zhou was somewhat bewildered.

Meow~

Moonshadow Cat jumped onto the table and gently rubbed its head against Fang Zhou's hand.

Fang Zhou looked down at it, and it raised its head, its amber eyes appearing exceptionally clear.

Fang Zhou opened his palm, and Moon Shadow Cat rested her chin in his palm.

What an amazing cat, Hakimi, you really can sense my emotions!

Fang Zhou suddenly realized that instead of worrying here, he should treat her with sincerity. He refused to believe that a Dharma Aspect Realm expert couldn't repay a Profound Core Realm ant.

Fang Zhou gently lifted the Moon Shadow Cat from the table and put it back in its cat bed. Then he sat cross-legged on the bed and closed his eyes.

The spiritual energy surged within his body like a river.

The spiritual power at the peak of the Dharma Aspect realm is as vast as the sea, emitting a deep hum as it flows through his meridians.

His Dharma image stood quietly in his dantian. It was a huge phantom with a face similar to his own, its whole body flowing with pale golden light. Its eyes were closed, its hands were in a mudra, and its body was surrounded by thousands of spiritual patterns, each of which represented his understanding of a law.

Having too much talent can also be a problem. Without realizing it, I've comprehended so many laws. Who knows, I might be able to defy the Holy Realm right now.

However, it's still more satisfying to challenge someone at the Spirit Aperture Realm, giving them a chance to prove they are a prodigy. He's truly a great person.

As thoughts raced, another spiritual rune appeared.

Before Fang Zhou knew how to break through to the Saint Realm, he had already met the basic requirements for breaking through to the Saint Realm.

However, at that time, Fang Zhou did not know how to break through to the Saint Realm, so he chose to continuously improve his understanding of the laws to enhance his combat power.

After all, he was a hardcore gamer in his previous life, and then, without realizing it, Fang Zhou comprehended a whole bunch of random laws.

Fang Zhou is not breaking through to the Saint Realm now simply because he subconsciously wants to use these laws to comprehend his own Dao.

Fang Zhou exhaled and opened his eyes.

Cultivation is too tiring, I'd better check what to have for dinner.