Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, another half year had passed.
Over this half year, Lu Changsheng's life remained as monotonous yet fulfilling as ever.
Every day, he practiced cultivation, crafted talismans, produced offspring, and then dual cultivated with Xiao Xiyue.
In this year, he had nine more children, bringing the total to one hundred and thirty-eight.
And after such a long time of dual cultivation, Xiao Xiyue's Dao Foundation was almost fully restored.
Inside the cave abode, accompanied by a low roar and a soft moan, Lu Changsheng and Xiao Xiyue ended their cultivation.
The two quietly embraced each other, savoring the lingering feelings afterwards.
"Changsheng, after two or three more times, the cracks and fissures in my Dao Foundation should be able to heal,"
Xiao Xiyue said softly while snuggled against Lu Changsheng's chest, her face blushing.