Ming Zhitian, though he had successfully advanced and grown stronger, felt it was far from enough.
His goal was to reach the first level of the Divine Might Realm in the fastest way possible, not to stagnate in the Divine Luo Realm, not even at its ninth or tenth level!
"Still so far, so far, how long until the Divine Might Realm? How long?! Dammit! Damn it!"
Every time he thought of the women who had died, Ming Zhitian's heart ached as if being torn apart, wishing he could smash his own useless head.
Seeing Ming Zhitian frantically punching the puppet, cultivating by the method of injuring the enemy by a thousand and himself by eight hundred, with more and more wounds on his body, Hua Ruoxian and Hua Ruhua saw that Ming Zhitian was fighting with great effort, no, with extreme effort.
"To become stronger, at any cost, even if the physical body is destroyed, is this the path of a martial cultivator?" Hua Ruoxian seemed to sigh.
Hua Ruhua said, "But martial cultivation ultimately has its limits. Even reaching the Divine Might Realm is the end of the road."
Hua Ruoxian couldn't understand, "I don't understand why Master asked us to choose him. Knowing that martial cultivation wouldn't amount to much later on, why did he still do it?"
Hua Ruhua said, "Master has his reasons. We just need to follow his instructions. Besides, we really need a man who will cherish and protect us. It's only a matter of time."
Yin Fu, carrying a gift box and a few servants, approached the two Hua sisters, Shuangjin, and said with a smile, "Miss Hua, it's time for dinner. Would you like to stay for a meal?"
Hua Ruoxian shook her head, while Hua Ruhua said, "No, thank you. We're not hungry."
Yin Fu followed their gaze, "Don't mind him. He's just a martial arts fanatic. So, are you planning to stay?"
Hua Ruoxian and Hua Ruhua said in unison, "Young Master Yin, you don't need to worry about us. You should go attend to your matters."
Receiving their dismissal, Yin Fu dared not say more, "Then please make yourselves at home. This is our first meeting, I hope you will accept these gifts."
The Hua sisters, Shuangjin, did not spare him a second glance throughout. Yin Fu bit his lower lip and then left directly.
Noon...
The "Everlasting Art" in Ming Zhitian's body was circulating ceaselessly. He felt no fatigue; instead, he grew stronger with every battle.
Sensing the presence of the two women, Ming Zhitian stopped his movements, "Why are you still here? Is something wrong?"
Hua Ruoxian found it difficult to speak, as she hadn't been polite to Ming Zhitian just now.
Hua Ruhua chuckled and teased her, "My sister says she likes you."
Hua Ruoxian's pretty face turned red! "Ruhua! What nonsense are you talking about?"
Ming Zhitian was unfazed, "You should go back. Whether you are here on a mission or truly need to find a suitable husband, I am not the right person. I think Young Master Yin is a good match for you two."
Upon hearing this, Hua Ruoxian became angry again, "Ming Zhitian, what do you mean? Are you treating us like merchandise? How dare you insult us like this?!"
Hua Ruhua also felt that Ming Zhitian was speaking inappropriately but didn't say much.
Ming Zhitian said, "You misunderstand me. That's not what I meant. If you are here because of the embroidered ball, I apologize. I was merely joining in the fun that day. Who knew the ball would fall at my feet? It was purely coincidental. I accidentally disrupted your wedding plans, and I am truly sorry for that. I sincerely apologize here."
Hua Ruoxian said, "Do you think a simple apology will resolve this? Originally, I disdained to argue with you, but since you've said so, then it's settled. You are the one we are meant to marry, and you cannot escape. Since it is fate, we should follow it. Do you intend to twist right and wrong and stubbornly defy heaven?"