On a cold night, stars filled the sky. Before Yama King's Hall, a Plain-clothed Figure stood quietly, and none knew how long he had been there.
The cold wind swept past, sending his white hair flying. A hundred years had passed, leaving his head full of frosted locks.
"Still unable to sleep?"
At some unknown moment, Nu Chang appeared behind him and asked.
During the several decades in Changling, she had never seen the man before her rest even for a moment. Now, it was even more so. Cultivators differed from ordinary people, but with someone like Marquis of Knowing Fate, exhausting both mind and body, how strong did his will have to be to endure it?
"I'm considering whether there are any flaws. The next battle is crucial. There can be no mistakes," Ning Chen replied without turning around.
"Man proposes, Heaven disposes. Marquis of Knowing Fate, your responsibility ended once you sent the Nether King away. After taking off the Martial Marquis Robe, you are merely one among all living beings. There is no need to shoulder them all yourself," Nu Chang said seriously.
"I never wanted to shoulder the safety of everyone in the world."
Ning Chen smiled and said, "I am merely doing my best to protect the pure land I cherish. The Demon Palace poses too great a threat. If allowed to develop unchecked, the consequences will be impossible to predict."
"You always have your reasons."
Nu Chang sighed softly and said, "This time, I will aid you with all my strength. After all, I too am a member of this realm. I cannot place the entire burden upon you."
"Then many thanks, Venerable Lady."
Ning Chen replied with a smile, then continued, "Replies from Shenji Peak and the Moon Worshipper Clan should arrive soon.