“It was just a matter of wanting something you couldn't have.”
“Tell me, do people in the mortal world ever wish to become immortals?”
“Tell me, do they dream of butterflies and seas of clouds, too?”
She knew only that humans could triumph over fate, but not that Heaven's will could not be defied.
“This is the Heavenly Dao, the law of the universe! Neither of us can defy it, do you understand?”
“What Heavenly Dao? What laws?” “They're nothing but an excuse to make us give up resisting and become tame, then thank that so-called Heavenly Dao for it! To turn us into puppets on strings, accepting whatever we're told!”
So Tumi stood in the land of the Nether Clan, watching him race toward her. “Ming Qiong, it turns out I've been calling you by the wrong name all along.”
No, he shook his head.
That wasn't what he wanted. He was wrong. He should never have hidden the truth.
He had been selfish, arrogant, and presumptuous, thinking he could arrange everything perfectly, foolishly believing he could protect her and keep her safe for a lifetime.
That day, the High God Ming Qiong, who had fought across the Three Realms without ever losing, felt powerless for the first time.
A low-spiritual-power Tumi Flower & the Heavenly War God, High God Ming Qiong
