[Di Wushang X Wuyi Shiyin] The Mortal Realm

Click below for the first part: [Di Wushang x Wuyi Shiyin] Empty Cicada A breath lasts a hundred years, while endless years drift by. A breeze brushed his snow-white hair and stirred the branches above him, sending blossoms falling like rain. In almost an instant, his hair and clothes were covered in soft, downy petals like fine snow. Yet he did not notice, nor did he so much as shake them off. Perhaps there was no one, and nothing, left in this world that could move him. When I realized this, I suddenly felt sorry for him. But how could he be pitiful? He had everything: martial prowess, beauty, and fame. And yet, somehow, he seemed to have nothing at all. "Young man, don't take your blessings for granted." He gave a faint, faint snort. It was impossible to tell whether he was scoffing or sighing. But judging by his expression, it was probably more of a sigh. Ming Shuangxue sighed along with him, speaking with the air of someone who had been through it all: "You already have so many things other people don't. Why aren't you satisfied?" "What I have now, is it really what I want?" With that tone and that attitude, how could he possibly be an adult? He was clearly still a... I couldn't help laughing, but deliberately asked with a solemn face, "Then what do you want?" He fell silent and stared off into space, thinking for a long time before suddenly smiling. "What I want most is already gone." Theme: