In the morning, the day after, Wei Wuyin was meditating next to his pond filled with various fishes. His eyes were somewhat dull and his aura was chaotic. There were a lot of things on his mind, and even his mental realm was deteriorating.
"Do I regret it?" As he recalled Na Xinyi, he shook his head. He had asked himself this 2,341 times since that day. Each time, he pondered, then decisively said no.
How could he?
She had saved his life. If it wasn't for that yin energy, he would've been dead. If he hadn't discovered her yin physique, she wouldn't have obtained her freedom. Instead, she'd have been relegated to a slave or worse. With her cultivation likely crippled or a spiritual spell meant for permanent enslavement embedded into her.
After all, she was a captive.
Her life would've been worse. This wasn't even a question, but a statement of fact. In fact, she could've been dead by now.
The most ridiculous thing was:
(1/2) - June 21st.
When I was writing the first half of this chapter, the original concept and direction was far more sappy and weak-willed. At the end, during the initial process, Wei Wuyin had blamed himself for living in the cultivation world and cried(not literally) about how things were and unfair the heavens are. No real ending to it, bland and pathetic with a tinge of dismissiveness to it.
So, when I was finishing up the edits, it was changed to include his understanding of things, and a will to not just overturn the heavens, but to be a little more extreme and aligned with the First Sinner's prespective. To plant a seed for the future *wink wink* I liked this version more.