"I think it was also my destiny to break the taboo. I was always going to walk this path. Chi Yu, you were only a tiny butterfly that gently fluttered its wings on the strings of fate. You needn't blame yourself for my fall. On the contrary, I killed you several times. If not for the miraculous power within you, you would have long since died, your cultivation extinguished."
Xie Xiyi reached out to brush aside the strands of hair stuck to Chi Yu's cheek-having come this far, he no longer even had the chance to touch Chi Yu.
The gloves formed of black mist blocked seventy or eighty percent of sensation. Only through his fingertips could he faintly feel the true yang warmth radiating from within Chi Yu.
He had only gone to cultivate in the Infinite Secret Realm for a little over a decade, yet everything had changed so utterly.
"Senior Brother Xuanji." Chi Yu spoke in an exceptionally earnest tone. "I don't think you need to dwell on it. You're immortal, and so am I. You never truly killed me, so you don't need to feel guilty. Still, I understand how you feel. If you really want to make it up to me, there are three things I want you to do."
Xie Xiyi looked at him. "Tell me."
Chi Yu said, "First, I want you to resolve whatever is preventing you from advancing, cultivate diligently, and ascend to the Immortal Realm."
"Second, I want you to find a way to save your clan and spare them the Heavenly Dao's persecution."
"Third, I want you to love yourself and protect yourself. Don't get hurt again. Don't die again."
Xie Xiyi laughed softly, but his heart ached terribly. "Not one of those three things is something you're asking