Li Shangxue stared blankly at Yue Zhaoquan as he departed. Long, long ago, she had known that immortals could grow old. An immortal's aging came from the aging of the Dao Heart.
Having witnessed all the joys and sorrows, meetings and partings of the mortal world, who could keep the same state of mind forever?
A hundred years, perhaps. But what about a thousand? Ten thousand?
When time stretched across tens of millions of years, who could guarantee that their Dao Heart would still hold the heart of a youth?
Li Shangxue had failed to preserve it, and so her peerless beauty had aged, turning her into an old woman. Yue Zhaoquan had failed as well; he had grown old alongside Li Shangxue.
For tens of millions of years, the two had silently accompanied one another, silently growing old together, yet they had never come together.
Yue Zhaoquan had always merely been one who followed Fairy Shangxue. Fairy Shangxue had once had countless followers. When she suddenly looked back, she was shocked to discover that her old followers had vanished, leaving behind only Yue Zhaoquan, as aged as herself.
Now Yue Zhaoquan had turned around and become the young man he once was, while at her side there was nothing at all—not one person remained to follow in her footsteps.
Yue Zhaoquan returned to Song Ming, the Jade Crown Prince, and the others, handing Hermit Xishan's corpse to the Jade Crown Prince. "Bury him properly. When you feel that this world has changed someday, open the coffin and let him see this world."
The Jade Crown Prince silently nodded.
Yue Zhaoquan departed alone. "I'll go kill the rogue immortals Yan Ziqi invited. Once news arrives, you can act. Chai Raofeng and Jade Crown Prince, you are responsible for protecting these