(Girls' Literature)
"What is an illusory delusion? Others may not understand, but do you not understand? You are Shen! Just like me! Created by immortals! Others may deny their existence, but you cannot!"
The man's tone was grave, every word ringing like a struck bell.
"I too once heard that beings like us seemed to exist in other worlds, and that their footsteps had reached there as well. But I remember that, in the beginning, you found it difficult to accept your identity. Why are you defending them so fiercely now?"
Bai Xiang no longer denied the existence of those so-called immortals.
"That is because I finally understood. I finally learned that they were not illusory beings. I truly saw an immortal's corpse. I saw a single lock of his hair with my own eyes, and it gave me the same feeling as when I drifted past death itself. Our so-called Heavenly Dao cultivation, before him, is like an ant that could be crushed to death at any moment by one of his hairs! You will never understand that feeling. In your eyes, the Great Dao is the summit, but to me, even the so-called Great Dao is nothing more than a dog beneath an immortal's hand. Nothing more!"
The man began to sneer at Bai Xiang's shallow understanding.
Yet the latter merely shook his head without a care.
"I never said the cultivation of the Great Dao was the summit. I only meant in this world."
"Putting on airs."
The man snorted coldly.
"Have you hidden those two disciples of the Fuxi Clan properly?"
"It is rare for people of that race to appear. Naturally, they must be hidden away like treasures. But that foolish boy still does not know that two such treasures are following at his side."