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“He wasn't scared of falling. All these years, he'd fallen many times. But falling on the ground still hurt, after all. If someone was there to catch him, it'd be more than wonderful.”
― 墨香铜臭, Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation, Vol. 1

“Lan WangJi’s brows sunk low as he shook his head. A few moments later, he replied in a low voice, “Brother, I want to take someone back to the Cloud Recesses.”
Lan XiChen was surprised, “Take someone back to the Cloud Recesses?”
Lan WangJi nodded, his expression pensive. After a pause, he continued, “Take him back… and hide him somewhere.”
― 墨香铜臭, 魔道祖师 [Mó Dào Zǔ Shī]

“Wen Yuan held him in one hand and a wooden sword in the other, wearing the grass butterfly on his head, 'Brother Xian, would Brother Rich ever come here again?'

Wei WuXian bursted, 'Who’s Brother Rich?'

Wen Yuan answered seriously, 'The rich brother is Brother Rich.'

Wei WuXian, 'Then what about me?'

As expected, Wen Yuan answered, 'You are Brother Xian. Brother Poor.”
― 墨香铜臭, 魔道祖师 [Mó Dào Zǔ Shī]

“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.”
― Mò Xiāng Tóngxiù, 天官赐福 [Tiān Guān Cì Fú]