Tian Guan Ci Fu Quotes

The one standing in infinite glory is you; the one fallen from grace is also you. What matters is ‘you’ and not the state of you.

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.

To me, the one basking in infinite glory is you; the one fallen from grace is also you. What matters is you, not the state of you.

Watching your beloved be trampled and ridiculed with your own eyes and being unable to do a thing about it. You understand that you are nothing, that you can do nothing. That’s the worst suffering in the world.

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.

Hua Cheng disagreed respectfully. “You never know. I don’t care if anyone else is disappointed. But to some, the very existence of a certain person in this world is in itself hope.

I'm forever your most devoted believer.

Remember: when humans ascend, they are still human... when they fall, they are still human.

You're so insincere," Xie Lian said. Hua Cheng laughed. "I promise, you will not find another person more sincere than me in this world.

So it’s your home,” Xie Lian commented. “Residence,” Hua Cheng corrected. “Not a home.” “Is there a difference?” Xie Lian asked. “Of course,” Hua Cheng replied. “A home has family. A place where someone lives alone is not a home.

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.

Watching your beloved be trampled and ridiculed with your own eyes and being unable to do a thing about it. You understand that you are nothing, that you can do nothing. That's the worst suffering in the world.

If you want to see me, it won’t matter what you roll. I will appear.

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.

Only, in this world, simply doing your best isn't good enough.

Xie Lian hugged his belly as he laughed. “Of course! Only since meeting you have I rediscovered how simple it is to be happy, ha ha ha ha ha…

You're so considerate of others, but they have never been considerate of you, doesn't that suck?

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

That beauty exists in this world is, in itself, something to be grateful for.

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

Make yourself stronger and continue down your path according to your own will, and not the tragedy it predicted for you.

You’ve always been the strongest. But you don’t need to be strong every waking moment of every day,

The state preceptor stared hard at him. “I’ve seen your future, and it’s pitch black.” Xie Lian looked him straight in the eyes. “You must be mistaken. I only like to wear white.

Hua Cheng would never help or protect anyone aside from Xie Lian,

If I like something, then my heart has no room for anything else. I’ll always treasure it. A thousand times, a million times, my feelings won’t change no matter how many years pass. And so I won’t tire of this poem.” “...

By heaven official's blessing, no paths are bound!

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.

身在无间，心在桃源。

All that once lived would eventually pass away, leaving behind only that which had never lived at all.

If I was beautiful, then there's no but! As long as I look good!" The Wind Master smiled brightly.

All at once, thousands of emotions and millions of words swarmed into his head. There was gratitude, there was shame, there was heartache, there was wild joy, but above all else, there was incurable love.

Hua Cheng raised his brows. “Mmm, that’s right. Virtuous and beautiful. A real noble, gracious special someone who I’ve liked ever since I was young. I had a crush for many years and pursued it nonstop until I managed to win my special someone over.

How could anyone be so unlucky?” Xie Lian cleared his throat quietly and agreed earnestly, “Yeah.” How could someone other than Xie Lian be that unlucky?!

Yin‌ ‌Yu‌ ‌finally‌ ‌gave‌ ‌a‌ ‌small‌ ‌chuckle‌ ‌arduously,‌ ‌“Better‌ ‌than‌ ‌most‌ ‌people,‌ ‌huh?”‌ ‌ After‌ ‌he‌ ‌stopped,‌ ‌he‌ ‌sighed,‌ ‌and‌ ‌the‌ ‌sound‌ ‌of‌ ‌his‌ ‌last‌ ‌regret‌ ‌passed‌ ‌along‌ ‌with‌ ‌his‌ ‌soul‌ ‌as‌ ‌he‌ mumbled,‌ ‌“But,‌ ‌I‌ ‌wanted‌ ‌to‌ ‌be‌ ‌a‌ ‌god…”‌ ‌ Xie‌ ‌Lian‌ ‌bowed‌ ‌his‌ ‌head‌ ‌deeply,‌ ‌“But,‌ ‌Your‌ ‌Highness‌ ‌Yin‌ ‌Yu,‌ ‌there‌ ‌is‌ ‌actually‌ ‌no‌ ‌god‌ ‌in‌ ‌this‌ ‌world…”‌ ‌

My beloved is a brave, noble, gracious special someone...he saved my life, and I've looked up to him ever since I was young. But I want to catch up to him and become even stronger for his sake. Although he might not remember me well - we never really talked - I want to protect him.

A deep, forlorn voice came from above his ear. “…I was about to lose my mind!” Xie Lian hurried to turn around. He cupped his captor’s cheeks with his hands and soothed him, “Don’t…don’t. I’m here…I’m out!

There must be "fanatism" towards something before one can achieve a state of "godly".

Remember that if anything happens, I’m here. I will always be on your side.

I'd like to see what kind of ghost dares come knocking on my door.

There was a period in my own life that wasn’t easy. Back then, I’d always think about how wonderful it would be if someone could still love me for who I was, even if they saw me rolling in the dirt and couldn’t get up. Though I don’t know if there’s anyone out there like that. And I’m scared of showing that part of myself too.

What’s wrong with you, you pieces of dog shit?! Attacking people while they’re down—so vile! Fuck your entire family!” “You sure you want to fuck their families if they all look like that?!” Xie Lian responded.

If I like something, then my heart has no room for anything else. I'll always treasure it. A thousand times, a million times, my feelings won't change no matter how many years pass. and so I won't tire of this poem.

One of the five elemental masters, the younger brother of the Water Master Wudu, the Wind Master Shi Qingxuan.” Shi Qingxuan shook his head ans sighed. “Why the hell didn't you say ‘my best friend’?” Ming Yi glanced at him. “Who's that?

Your Highness!” Xie Lian covered his ears and screamed his penitence as he ran. “I’m sorry!” Die! Just die! If I can’t die, just dig a hole somewhere and pretend to be dead!

El Príncipe Heredero Coronado de Flores: Espada en Una Mano, Flor en La Otra. Shi Qingxuan solo recordaba la flor. Se había olvidado de que Xie Lian ascendió por su espada.

..." said Feng Xin. "..." said Mu Qing. "...?" said Quan Yizhen. "Ho ho," said Pei Ming.

I pray to never rest in peace,” Hua Cheng replied.

Gege, want to get married?

Xie Lian smiled wistfully. “San Lang, things aren’t always that absolute. Sometimes, it’s not up to you to decide if the road is easy to walk.” “I might not be able to decide if the road is easy, but whether I walk it is entirely up to me,” Hua Cheng said quietly.

Help me. Help me, help me, help me. Help me, help me, help, help, help, help, help, help, help, help, help, help, help, help, help, help me! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts…it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, IT HURTS, IT HURTS, IT HURTS, IT HURTS, IT HURTS, IT HURTS, IT HURTS, IT HURTS, IT HURTS, IT HURTS, IT HURTS, IT HURTS, IT HURTS, IT HURTS, IT HURTS! Why can’t I die? WHY CAN’T I DIE?!

Gege, want to get married?” “...” Xie Lian was struck dumb. “...Huh?” Such an intent gaze, such words; they were in such close quarters with nowhere to run. Colors exploded in Xie Lian's vision, and his mind went completely blank. His entire body was frozen, stiffer than a corpse. Seeing his reaction, Hua Cheng withdrew his arm and let out a snicker. “It's a joke. Did I shock gege?” “...” Xie Lian only snapped out of it with concerted effort. “...You're too much. How can you joke about something like that?” It wasn't just shock. He was so rattled by that question that his heart had almost stopped. And though he did not quite understand why, he also felt a trace of hurt. “My bad,” Hua Cheng laughed.

Hua Cheng had waited for him for over eight hundred years. What did it matter if he waited for Hua Cheng for eight hundred more? It could be a thousand years, ten thousand years, and he would still wait. He would still keep waiting.

All fortunes in the world, good or bad, are limited. Just like this cup of water, there's only so much. Once you've drunk your fill, there'll be no more left for others. If one receives more, another must receive less. Throughout the ages, all conflicts are born from the fact that there are many in this world, but only one cup of water, and there is a good reason to justify giving it to any of them. You want to change fate? It's difficult but not impossible. But if you change that child's life, someone else's life will also be changed, and more grudges will be created. Once upon a time, you said to just give another cup of water, just like how today you wanted to choose a third path. Your intention is to expand the source - a beautiful thought. But I must tell you, it's basically impossible.

I’ve been wanting to ask,” Hua Cheng said. “If gege doesn’t feel secure living here, why not move somewhere else?” Xie Lian shook his head. “That’s easy for you to say, San Lang. Where would I move?” Hua Cheng smiled. “Why not move in with me?

It really wasn’t fair. Xie Lian didn’t dare touch anywhere on Hua Cheng that was even slightly dangerous. But in his confused state of mind, Hua Cheng’s hands roamed over every inch of his body without restraint, causing Xie Lian unspeakable torment.

To me, the one basking in infinite glory is you; the one fallen from grace is also you. What matters is you, not the state of you,’” Hua Cheng recited languidly as he gazed at Xie Lian. He blinked meaningfully, cocking an eyebrow. “I feel the same way.

After much consideration, Xie Lian made a decision. “…Forgive me.” He cupped Hua Cheng’s cheeks and captured his lips with his own. Xie Lian then began to gently guide the turbulent flow of heat into his own body, helping ease Hua Cheng’s pain and agitation.

Although every time this happened was out of his control and he never had a choice…the truth was, he couldn’t resist his feelings. Every time.

However, if Hua Cheng laughed, maybe it really was somewhat amusing after all.

Assigning fault is meaningless

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

Even if his heart was bleeding profusely from being stabbed by spears of lips and swords of tongues, he would stubbornly refuse to move an inch.

It’s not possible! I can swear that you are you. You’re no one else. Trust me.” “…” San Lang. San Lang!

However, the nameless ghost declared, “To die in battle for you is my greatest honor.” Xie Lian was stunned.

Feng Xin, it's your son!

Hua Cheng stood in front of Xie Lian, shielding him.

Don't worry. Ming-xiong is someone who doesn't even know how to lie.

Your Highness, don’t be afraid,” he said with grave assurance. “Remember? The one basking in infinite glory is you; the one fallen from grace is also you. What matters is you, not the state of you. No matter what happened in the past, I will never leave you. You can tell me anything.

Ming-xiong, maybe you shouldn't be my best friend for the time being. Wait until I've killed that thing first!” Ming Yi, however, replied without a trace of restraint: “Who's your best friend? I've never been.” “...” Shi Qingxuan took a moment to process, then his expression turned to outrage. “Ming-xiong, that's too much! Don't turn your back on people so quickly when things get tough!

Hua Cheng gazed into his eyes. “I know you can’t die, and that you aren’t afraid to die. But no matter how tough you are, remember that you can still get hurt.” Xie Lian was stunned. “Not dying doesn’t mean not getting hurt,” Hua Cheng continued, “and it certainly doesn’t mean that it doesn’t hurt. When

In the end, he made up his mind. Gritting his teeth, he whispered a simple phrase. “…I apologize in advance.” His voice was practically shaking as he said it. He clapped his hands together in silent prayer and then bent down. With his eyes shut tight, he pressed his lips against Hua Cheng’s. Hua Cheng’s eyes snapped open.

Very well, I shall wait and see. However, I don’t think it’s a good thing for you to ascend too early. Let me ask you, what is The Path?” Xie Lian inclined his head. “As you have said, that which is walked is The Path.

If I could, I would have you use me as your stepping stone, the bridge you take apart after crossing, the bones you need to trample on your climb, the sinner who endures the agony of a million knives. But I know you won’t allow it.

One of the five elemental masters, the younger brother of the Water Master Wudu, the Wind Master Shi Qingxuan.” Shi Qingxuan shook his head and sighed. “Why the hell didn't you say ‘my best friend’?” Ming Yi glanced at him. “Who's that?

Go ahead! Keep breaking them!” he yelled. “There's plenty of medicine where that came from. Break one bowl and I'll bring twenty more! I'll keep forcing it down your throat until you drink it all!” “Aaaaaah! Can't you just leave me alone?! Just let me die!” Shi Qingxcuan screamed. “I'm your brother!” Shi Wudu snapped. “If I don't take care of you, who will?!

But you no longer belong to this world.” “What of it?” the nameless ghost replied. “If you force your soul to remain, you won’t be able to rest in peace,” Xie Lian said. The nameless ghost didn’t seem to care. “I’m willing to never rest in peace.

Xie Lian made a curious noise and tilted his head. One of Hua Cheng’s arms suddenly snaked around Xie Lian’s waist and pulled him into his arms, and he lifted Xie Lian’s chin gently with his hand. And then, Hua Cheng enveloped Xie Lian’s lips with his own.

It’s all right. There’s nothing shameful about being afraid of something.” Xie Lian gave a small, flickering smile. “I’m just not brave enough, that’s all.” “You don’t need to be so hard on yourself,” Hua Cheng comforted. “Without fear, there is no courage.

As Xie Lian stood over Jun Wu, who lay sprawled on the ground, he noticed a trace of relief on his face. Like a heavy burden had finally been lifted. He couldn’t help but wonder—deep down, perhaps Jun Wu had wished for someone to defeat him. For someone to put these relentless eons of brokenness and madness to an end.

He believed this man would die for him again and again and would be reborn for him over and over; even if he fell into the depths of hell, he would break through the abyss in the name of his faith. Last time, they spent eight hundred years running toward each other. This time, it only took an instant to fall into each other’s embrace.

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.

On the third finger of his left hand there was now a thin red string, carefully tied there by Hua Cheng. The red string extended outward and connected to a red string knotted around Hua Cheng’s finger. Hua Cheng smiled and raised his own hand to show him that they now had identical tiny red butterfly knots on their fingers. “Now we’re joined together.

Xie Lian had never experienced a feeling like this, as if all the blood in his veins had turned into an electrical current that charged through his body. The powers he’d borrowed before had to be economized and saved, only one bite taken at a time for fear of wasting them. Right now, he felt like he could eat a full bowl and dump out ten without a care.

What’s so strange about it? Xie Lian wondered. Then he heard the female ghost say, “Yeah. And here I was so sure the golden step-litter was carrying his honored wife!

Yet his eye didn’t remain closed for long—soon it snapped open once more as a pair of arms suddenly circled him from behind and caught him in a forceful embrace. Xie Lian buried his face in Hua Cheng’s back, but he didn’t speak either. Though nothing was said, it was enough. It was a long time before Xie Lian felt the man he was hugging turn around. Hua Cheng fervently returned the embrace, engulfing Xie Lian in his arms. From above his head, Xie Lian heard Hua Cheng’s staggering response. “Your Highness… You really will…be the death of me.

But in the end, I…still think…it’s so unfair,” Yin Yu sobbed. “If I wasn’t destined to be perfect, I at least wanted to be perfectly kind. But…I couldn’t even manage that. It’s really…so unfair. And to tell you the truth, I can’t get over it, even now. I just can’t swallow the fact that I’m dying for this little bonehead, Yizhen. I can’t even let go and die without resentment or regrets. What the heck…?

Xie Lian felt the rims of his eyes grow hot, and his vision went blurry. “I’m sorry,” he replied. “Forget me.” The nameless ghost’s flickering flames flared brighter. “I won’t forget. Your Highness, I am forever your most devoted believer.” Xie Lian forced down a sob. “…I’ve already lost all my believers. Believing in me won’t do you any good; it might even bring disaster. Did you know? Even my friend has left me.” The nameless ghost declared as if swearing an oath, “I won’t.” “You will,” Xie Lian said. The ghost was insistent. “Believe me, Your Highness.” “I don’t,” Xie Lian said. He no longer believed in anyone, especially himself.

TREADING ACROSS THE GROUND strewn with exquisite fragments of crimson, Xie Lian slowly approached Hua Cheng. He saw that the man’s shoulders had a few red blossoms scattered on them, and he wanted to brush them off for him, but he realized that gesture would be overly intimate. So he forced down the urge and tucked his arms behind his back, smiling. “Not only can you call forth blood rain, you can also make a flower shower. I didn’t know that. How fun!

Who exactly is that ‘noble, gracious special someone’?” Xie Lian asked solemnly. Hua Cheng’s finger—the one that was tied with the red affinity knot—subtly twitched a few times. He was silent for a while before he eventually answered, “If Your Highness already knows, then why ask?” Xie Lian nodded. “I see. So I didn’t misunderstand you. It really is true.” Hua Cheng didn’t respond. After a pause, Xie Lian asked, his tone flat, “Don’t you want to know…how I feel about this?

That red one, it’s all the same person, isn’t it? It’s all him?! They’re all Hua Cheng?! Holy fuck… He’s been following you all this time?!” Mu Qing also looked incredulous. “He wasn’t just following, he was watching. Watching very closely. Very, very closely. He was everywhere! Look, this is the main street, Buyou Forest—what’s this? Beizi Hill? My god… Was he the one who carved all these divine statues?!” Looking at the murals was giving Feng Xin chills. “My fucking god… Who the hell is he? He’s had his eye on you since eight hundred years ago?! And he’s still following you, even now? What the fuck?! This is terrifying! Is he bewitched? What the hell does he want? No normal devotee would go this far—so just what the hell does he want?!

Cependant, il était trop tard. Le monastère Puqi avait une taille si limitée qu’il n’y avait aucun endroit où se cacher. Immédiatement, les deux virent que, derrière Xie Lian, se tenait un Roi Fantôme Suprême qui était en train de faire la vaisselle.

I’ll tell you what it is,” he said softly. “Watching your beloved be trampled and ridiculed with your own eyes and being unable to do a thing about it. You understand that you are nothing, that you can do nothing. That’s the worst suffering in the world.

Even though he was hounded by misfortune, never once did Scholar He think of killing himself.” “Think about it. He had abnormally strong determination,” Xie Lian continued somberly. “He was ground down by so much unfairness, so much injustice. A typical person would've given up or ended everything. Yet he always fought back; he never yielded. Perhaps, once the Reverend of Empty Words clung to him, it didn't bite down on sweet fruit but rather an iron plate. In the end, it broke its teeth and lost thoroughly.” Shi Qingxuan shook his head as he listened. He sighed in earnest. “...I really am nothing compared to that man.

Go ahead! Keep breaking them!” he yelled. “There's plenty of medicine where that came from. Break one bowl and I'll bring twenty more! I'll keep forcing it down your throat until you drink it all!” “Aaaaaah! Can't you just leave me alone?! Just let me die!” Shi Qingxuan screamed. “I'm your brother!” Shi Wudu snapped. “If I don't take care of you, who will?!

Depuis que Ling Wen avait été amenée au ciel par nomination, les contes populaires racontaient tous qu’elle y était parvenue en séduisant un autre officier céleste, ce qui explique pourquoi, au début, le Palais de Ling Wen était froid et silencieux avec très peu de fidèles. Apparemment, pendant une période d’intense objection, elle était insultée et maudite au possible, et il y avait même des gens qui jetaient des linges menstruels et des brassières dans ses boîtes de dons. Cependant, si des officiers masculins avaient des rumeurs similaires, ils obtiendraient le titre de « charmant » à la place, et pouvaient en profiter pleinement. Clairement, bien que les situations soient similaires, il existe une différence entre les hommes et les femmes, et les conséquences étaient différentes.

C’est étrange. Que j’aie sauvé ou protégé des gens, c’était toujours parce qu’ils étaient innocents et ne méritaient pas la mort. Tout ce que j’ai fait a été fait après avoir sérieusement réfléchi, et chaque choix a été pris après beaucoup de peine. Pourtant, pourquoi cela semble si risible venant de la bouche d’un autre ? Pourquoi est-ce que ça sonne comme si je n’avais rien accompli, comme si tout était un tel… échec ?

But it wasn’t enough. Since they were already in that position, Xie Lian thought he might as well take a bit more—he wound his arms tightly around Hua Cheng’s neck to deepen the kiss. All the fatigue he’d been feeling was swept away in an instant as his body was refilled with spiritual power. The enormous sword of spiritual light in the giant stone statue’s grip clamored with riotous noise. “What is this?!” Feng Xin cried, clearly shaken. “What are you two doing?! Your Highness?!” Xie Lian choked—only then did he break away. He didn’t dare look down. “I’m b-borrowing spiritual power!” he shouted to the sky. “I’m just borrowing his spiritual power! It’s all very proper!” Mu Qing was shaken too. “You don’t need to do that to borrow spiritual power, though! Couldn’t you just slap your palms together?!” “Ha ha ha ha! You saw through me!” Xie Lian babbled—he didn’t even know what he was saying. “So maybe it’s not just to borrow spiritual power! Ha ha ha ha…