Yang Luo met Qin Yimo's gaze and said solemnly, "Momo, cultivation is not an easy thing.
Once one embarks on the path of cultivation, they will encounter countless unimaginable difficulties and suffer hardships that ordinary people could not.
If there is a mistake in your cultivation, at best, your meridians would be severed and you will become a cripple.
In the worst case, you will go berserk until you die."
"This…!"
Hearing Yang Luo's words, Qin Yimo's beautiful eyes widened in shock.
Yang Luo continued, "Momo, I naturally hope that you have the ability to protect yourself.
However, I still hope that you can consider it carefully."
Qin Yimo pondered for a while, and her eyes became firm.
She nodded at Yang Luo and said, "Brother Yang, I've decided. I want to cultivate!
No matter what difficulties I encounter in the future, I won't give up, let alone regret it!"
"Alright, since you've decided, I'll teach you cultivation!"
Yang Luo nodded in agreement.
"Ok!"
