Bai Gu Jing regarded Ximen Wei with a curious expression, his piercing eyes seeming to look through him. The younger man could feel a shiver run down his spine as he stood before the powerful demon, unsure of what to expect.
"You have an enigmatic fate," Bai Gu Jing said, his voice carrying a note of awe. "It is shrouded in mystery, and your soul and memories are unreadable to me. Yet, our destinies seem intertwined, bound together by the threads of karma."
Ximen Wei could feel the weight of those words pressing down upon him, as if a great destiny was being laid out before him.
Bai Gu Jing gave a deep sigh, as if the weight of the ages rested upon his shoulders. "I had once planned to use your body as a vessel for my reincarnation, but it seems that fate has other plans. Instead, I shall pass on to you the legacy of the League of the Devils - my techniques, my magic, and my will. My Dao."
