The quiet and profound movement followed the starry glow on the lake, flowing into Zhao Xiao Yu’s ear.

　　She stepped onto the lake without causing any ripples and walked quietly to the source of the starry flow and saw Shen Lian. He held a place in her eyes, and in her heart, but this is not a limitation in her quest in Daoism, instead, she felt curious and interested because of this feeling which she has never experienced before.

　　Shen Lian was the one who broke the silence, the constant loss of life did not made him appear fragile and aged. Instead, he seemed to be more mellow, just like he was thirty years ago, a fetching appearance like a youthful mountain. He said slowly: ‘Xiao Yu, you are very amazing.’

　　Zhao Xiao Yu wanted to raise her head high and reply: ‘I am always this amazing’. But it turned into a laugh before she conveyed what she meant.

　　She did not know what humored her so. She just wanted to laugh.

　　Shen Lian stood on the shore, while she floated on the surface of the water, the hem of her dress flowed a limitless stream of stars, that is Shen Lian’s light of life.

　　She thought she would worry for him, mourn for him, only to find that these feelings that should be there, were not present, what was present was simply a smile.

　　Shen Lian’s life began to flow to its end, but he felt an ease he has never felt in a long time.

　　When he praised Zhao Xiao Yu, he meant it from the bottom of his heart. He did not feel restrained by Zhao Xiao Yu’s feelings. That kind of feeling was like the gathering of clouds in the sky, there were no conflicts in merging together.

　　Perhaps they would melt into rain together, or maybe they would go their separate ways after meeting for a brief moment. But the natural tacit understanding between the two exceeds countless humans.

　　Finally, Zhao Xiao Yu stopped smiling, her eyes set on Shen Lian opposite her, she said: ‘Shen Lian, do you think I will live?’

　　Shen Lian lunged and shorten the space between them, he stood in front of Zhao Xiao Yu and said: ‘Naturally, until this day, as long as the person in front of me is alive, it is difficult for them to die.’

　　The starlight that flowed on him suddenly rushed and gathered on Zhao Xiao Yu’s body. Her pale, jade-like face gradually turned blush, the feeling of dying has been flushed out of her system like rushing water, towards Shen Lian’s body, the price is the acceleration of the starlights flowing out from his body.

　　Zhao Xiao Yu did not prevent, nor could she prevent what was happening in front of her. Because the process of Shen Lian’s spell cannot be stopped nor denied by her. Because Shen Lian’s primordial spirit is as vast as the seas. When he is staring at her, her mind sat still, a peacefulness shrouded her that was as deep as well water.

　　She exhausted her energy after casting the ‘Nine Lotus’s Mie Di’, leaving her with only a tenth of her power to spare. But Shen Lian was able to do this to such an extent that it left her greatly surprised.

　　She first thought that Yan Xu is capable of suppressing Shen Lian in every aspect, but has now truly understood that the injury she managed to inflict on Yan Xu, most likely won’t be able to injure Shen Lian. Shen Lian has trained to an unbelievable state, making his primordial spirit difficult to be measured.

　　She could feel her body gradually getting warmer as if she was in a hot spring. With an amazing amount of warmth flowing through her, she felt that every activity of divine power is stronger than ever.

　　The starlights stopped flowing into her body, the feeling of death has all been absorbed by Shen Lian.

　　Shen Lian’s eyes are now pure black as if it was able to absorb any radiance, leaking no light at all.

　　Zhao Xiao Yu could not help but ask: ‘if you could save me, why can’t you save yourself?’

　　Shen Lian gently brushed aside the hair on her forehead and said softly: “have you not heard the phrase ‘he who has fallen cannot help he who is down’? The same goes for Daoism. Besides, you should not underestimate Chen Bei Dou, for if a day comes when he could leave this place without harm, I’m afraid to even Yan Xu would not dare stand before him.”

　　“This battle between the two of you was the most widespread battle in thousands of years, it even surpassed Lu Jiu Zhou’s battle against the demonic sect in the underworld. I would not have imagined that the damage dealt to you in that battle you could not heal in your current state. What was the matter?” Zhao Xiao Yu said.

　　‘On that day, I combined a section of the great way obtained by a certain great being that existed in the past and emulating it to form ‘to become one with Dao’, in order to defeat Chen Bei Dou’s unregretful Qi of the blade. I have expected the dangerous risk that comes with attempting it, but after experiencing it myself, I realized that my own flaws were bigger than I would have imagined. That also made me realize that where no matter how skilled I am, I won’t be able to save myself because I lack a part of ‘me’. This is analogous to a filled bottle with a leak, no matter how much we fill it, in the end, not a drop would remain. This is also why my life force is constantly flowing out.’ Shen Lian calmly said.

　　He did not only lose his mortal body in that battle but also the soul fragments that has merged with the previous ‘Shen Lian’. In his years of spiritual cultivation, that part of ‘Shen Lian’ has already merged in him like milk and water, never separating. But it was not until the emulation of ‘to become one with Dao’ that Shen Lian clearly understood that it was far from it. It was not his and it never will be. That part of ‘Shen Lian’ was forever gone, but that also caused him to completely lose a part of ‘him’, causing the irreparable defect to his basic spirit.

　　That is why Shen Lian wanted the Bier discourse of Dao because if there is still a place in the world where the defects of the spiritual light can be repaired, it can only be Mount Bier Fang Cun.

　　The most fundamental meaning of ‘Mount Bier Fang Cun and ‘ is ‘the search of a heart’, for the heart hid a type of marvelous object, which could help him to make up for the defects of the spirit and complete himself once again.

　　But not only Shen Lian needs that thing, Yan Xu too, needs it.

　　Should Shen Lian have the item, he would be able to restore himself fully. However, should Yan Xu acquire it, he would be one with the true demon lord, and would be successful in dominating the realm. Fate would befall him and he would have truly entered the state of ‘the great sky demon’. He would then be relative to the Great Mahasattva, relative to the Celestial Tai Yi of Daoism, and on par with the Ancients who have attained Dao.

　　Zhao Xiao Yu sighed and said: “I will not let anything happen to you, I will beg Apprentice-Sister to teach you The Sutra of the Total Annihilation so you might find a more assuring victory.”

　　Shen Lian did not reply but stared at Yan Xu in the distance and whispered: “third of March, a king will be born.”

　　…

　　Fairy Tianmeng donned a black robe, walking out into the windy night and heard Yan Xu whisper: “Third of March, a king will be born.”

　　Huang Di was amongst the greatest known emperor in the world of men, with an aura as vast as the universe, achievements impacting the past and the present, and he was born on the third of March.

　　The ‘Bier discourse of Dao’ between Shen Lian and Yan Xu would commence on the third of March, it would also mean it would be a battle between desires and the ancients, both the pride of their generations. This great fight between the ancient and the modern was definitely not something any average cultivators can understand.

　　The battle between the pride of the former and the latter generation. No matter who had secured the victory of the ‘Bier discourse of Dao’, the victor would be peerless in the current state of affair, and would go after the founding grandmasters of the Four main Daoist sects, and could even have the chance to supersede the founding grandmaster.