Fairy, shut up! I'm really not blondie.

With a "snap".

immediately.

The flowers, which had been on the verge of death in the face of calamity, seemed to have been rejuvenated.

He opened his arms again.

The stagnant world began to turn once again.

this time.

The flowers clearly possessed more power to resist calamity.

The two sides were deadlocked for a time.

The wind and cloud are discolored.

immediately.

It stopped again.

The boy rested his chin on his hand.

It was obvious at a glance.

"Well."

"It's useful, but not much."

"If this stalemate continues, the flower will ultimately be the one to lose."

"Yes."

Daojun sighed.

I feel a bit helpless.

He said slowly.

"This drop of blood is the connection between her and me."

"The connection could be her source of strength, and it could... make her stay."

"But that's not enough."

Su Qing nodded.

simply put.

In essence, Sasara is a form of spiritual practice.

They are people who should not exist in this world.

Therefore, the rules of the world must erase the existence of Shakya.

And this rule.

There is currently no solution.

Unless Su Qingxian becomes a true immortal, she cannot change the rules.

But unfortunately.

A life-or-death crisis is imminent.

However, there are still too many uncertainties before Su Qingxian becomes an immortal.

It's too late.

Since direct confrontation is not advisable.

That leaves only one path: find a way to make the world acknowledge Shakya's existence.

Rules are made up of knowledge.

As long as there is enough knowledge in the world about Shakya.

She will then be recognized as a member of the world.

However, there is no information about her birth or growth.

They can't even create "knowledge" on their own.

because.

She was never meant to exist.

Something that does not exist.

How can we create other knowledge?

This was an inescapable dead end for Shakya himself.

She couldn't do it on her own.

but.

If there is one more person.

If another person takes the initiative to contact her.

This could lead to a deeper and stronger understanding of the subject, thereby enabling Shakya to overcome the calamity.

Just like that swaying flower in front of me.

It is clear.

There wasn't enough contact with Daojun.

We need another channel.

Daojun wiped away the painting before him with his hand.

Said.

“My situation with her is special.”

"In this situation, this is all I can do."

“If I become too assertive, it will have the opposite effect on her.”

“I hope that you can deepen your connection with Shakya and bind her to this world.”

"Whatever way."

Done.

Daojun stood up.

"The life-or-death crisis is just two days away."

You only have two days.

"I won't bother you any longer. Please feel free to ask if you need anything or have any requests."

"I will definitely do my best."

The Pure Desire Daoist bowed slightly.

She actually bowed deeply to the boy in front of her, who was many generations younger than her.

Silver-gray hair swept across her cheeks.

Very sincere.

Done.

The Daoist Lord transformed into a lotus flower in ink wash painting.

They disappeared on the spot.

"Well."

"He left quite gracefully."

The boy rubbed his temples.

I took a sip of the hot tea in my hand.

A quiet path.

"Here."

That's what she said.

"Crazy senior, what are you planning to do?"

It's right in the corner of the waterside pavilion.

A dark place.

A group of people quietly walked out of the bank.

She seemed to have melted directly from the shadows.

The person exuded a chilling, ghostly aura.

When it appears.

The first thing I saw.

It was the sharp glint of a blade in her hand—she was still holding that dagger.

A casual dance.

It was a dazzling and beautiful sword flourish.

This person.

It was none other than the protagonist of the conversation between Su Qing and Dao Jun!

Shakya leaned against the railing.

They did not approach.

He simply looked in the direction where Daojun had disappeared with a slightly complicated gaze.

There was sarcasm, distance, and a hint of surprise and confusion in his eyes.

A life-or-death ordeal.

It is closely related to her own life.

Shakya himself was, of course, the first to realize it.

Well.

If you really want to know what that feels like—

She wasn't afraid.

They were not expected to be born.

death.

Of course, it won't evoke any nostalgia.

and so.

Shakya's first reaction was: I can do whatever I want now.

and so.

On the way to the bottom of the North Sea.

They just started attacking.

Well.

of course.

She had no problem with Su Qing as a person.

I didn't intend to do anything to him at the time.

I just felt that way.

I'm about to die.