"I convey to you the comprehension of my Sword Intent through this battle; consider it repayment for granting me this moment of clarity.
"To die by your hand... is far better than to wither away under King Yama's decrepit command.
"However... however, in doing so, I'm afraid it might bring some trouble upon you...
"You must... you must be careful... The person from those years past should be near Luochun Manor..."
At first, he had enough strength to speak, but now he was growing increasingly weaker.
After all, he was pierced through by Chu Qing's blade, and it was only due to his profound Inner Power that he could still breathe for a moment; anyone else would have died on the spot.
He gently grasped Chu Qing's wrist, barely able to speak:
"I beg you... I beg you, young friend, to take on this burden...
"After my death... burn my body, and deliver my ashes to... the Taiheng Sect... I have no face to see them, mother and son...
