Heaven Official's Blessing: Tian Guan Ci Fu, Vol. 1

Xie Lian didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Body in the abyss, heart in paradise.

To have beauty exist in this world is already in itself something to be grateful for.

If I like you, you could be a beggar and I'd still like you. If I dislike you, you could be the emperor and I'd still dislike you. Shouldn't it be like that? It's simple logic, so whether you're human or not is irrelevant.

I told them, ‘If you don’t know how to live on anymore, then live for me! If you don’t know the meaning of your life, then make me that meaning and use me as your reason to live.

That infamous weirdo, the laughingstock of the three realms, the legendary Royal Highness the Crown Prince, he…he…he…he fucking ascended again!

Was that little silver butterfly really that scary? Xie Lian wondered. It wasn’t that bad… It was kind of cute.

Xie Lan sighed. “It certainly is painful to think about, to have given everything for love and lose everything in return.

Those who have known each other for decades can become strangers in a day. We met by chance, and we may part by chance. If we like each other, then we shall continue to meet; if we don't, then we shall pull apart. At the end of the day, there's no banquet in the world that doesn't come to an end, so let's take it easy, and I'll say what I want to say.

I can't give up until I've tried, you know.

So you see, there are many things in the world that simply cannot be clearly defined or resolved. You can only fight. Xie Lian sighed. "I'll agree to the first part." San Lang, on the other hand, said, "Hm. I'll agree to the second part.

I promise, you won't find another person more sincere than me in this world.

There is a custom in the Ghost Realm where if a ghost has a special someone, they entrust their ashes to that person." "I didn't know the Ghost Realm had such a romantic practice." "They do." "But, not many dare practice it." "It certainly is painful to think about, to have given everything for love and lose everything in return." "What's there to be afraid of? If it were me, I'd have no regrets giving away my ashes. Who cares if they want me to disintegrate or just scatter the ashes for fun!" ................................................................................... And dangling from the chain, there was a crystal-clear ring.

San Lang’s answer was only two words: “It’s dirty.” “…” Xie Lian had never imagined that would be the answer—and said with such seriousness too. He thought it was a little funny, but it also made him feel inexplicably strange, his chest growing slightly warm for some reason.

a god and a ghost could still lie together on a crappy mat, laughing and chatting.

It seemed this youth really didn't like sunlight. The way he was watching the sky looked as if he wanted to pluck the sun and stomp it into pieces.

When the people call you a god, you are a god. If they call you crap, your are crap. You are whatever they say you are. It has always been this.

Who had ever fucking heard of a god worshipping himself?! To reach such tragic heights, what was the point?!

There is nothing wrong with saving people. Why would the heavens condemn me for doing the right thing?” Uh…but what if the heavens do condemn you? “Then it is the heavens who are wrong. Why would I apologize to those who are wrong?

Eight horses can't pull back a man who really wants to seek death. I can't stop stubborn people, so I won't try...

People naturally love saying that all gods are equal and all beings are equal, but if that were true, then pretty much all those different gods wouldn't exist.

Body in Abyss, Heart in Paradise.

Forming a friendship should depend on how well two people hit it off and how well their personalities match, not their identities. If I like you, you could be a beggar and I'd still like you. If I dislike you, you could be the emperor and I'd still dislike you. Shouldn't it be like that? It's simple logic, so whether you're human or not is irrelevant.

I read this pleasant verse in passing and thought I’d share with everyone.” “Here’s an effective little cure for back and leg pains; thought I’d share with everyone.

Xie Lian thought to himself, Are you just lurking inside the communication array at all times of the day…?

Vì người, đánh đâu thắng đó, không gì cản nổi." “Vì người tử trận là vinh quang chí cao vô thượng của ta.” “Với ta mà nói, vinh quang vô hạn là ngươi, ngã xuống bụi trần cũng là ngươi. Quan trọng vẫn là ngươi, mà không phải ngươi như thế nào

Even when the issue was barely related to him, he still got shot. Xie Lian was speechless.

San Lang folded his arms and chuckled. "Does being contradictory give you the satisfaction of feeling unique and independent?

In the heavens, "notorious" was the word to describe the Heavenly Emperor, and the crown prince of Xianle. Although, the meaning of "notoriety" was completely different between the two, the two resonated equally. However, in the Ghost Realm, there was only one worth of being called "notorious" and that was Hua Cheng.