The Supreme Being Against Heaven

--Translated by likesnovel--

Tears streamed down Shen Subing’s cheeks. She slowly stood up and walked out of the room.

On the **1st floor hall**, Tan Yun stood calmly. Suddenly, Shen Subing’s sorrowful voice came from behind him.

“Master… my father wishes to see you.”

“Alright,” Tan Yun replied simply, without overthinking it, before heading up to the **2nd floor**.

He pushed the door open quietly and walked to Shen Tianchi’s bedside.

“Child… go outside first. I have something to say to your master,” Shen Tianchi said weakly.

“Yes…” Shen Subing nodded. Her eyes were still filled with tears as she turned and left, gently closing the door behind her.

Inside the room—

Shen Tianchi’s voice suddenly became more urgent, as though his remaining time was slipping away.

“Subing said… you are her master… is that correct?”

“Yes,” Tan Yun answered.

“I’m sorry… I cannot rise to greet you…” Shen Tianchi said with difficulty.

“No need for formalities,” Tan Yun replied sincerely.
“If you have anything to say, please speak freely.”

“Good… then I’ll be direct.” Shen Tianchi looked at him, his eyes filled with deep expectation.

“Can you promise me… that you will take good care of Ping’er?”

“Her mother passed away when she was still young… and as her father, I have never truly fulfilled my duties. Instead, I became more of a burden to her…”

Outside the door, Shen Subing heard everything. She covered her mouth, collapsing to her knees as she tried desperately to hold back her sobs.

“Don’t worry. Subing is my disciple. I will naturally take good care of her,” Tan Yun said firmly.

“Then… can you promise me one more thing…” Shen Tianchi said, his breathing growing weaker.

“As long as Ping’er has not yet married… you will not abandon her, and you will take care of her until then?”

“I promise,” Tan Yun answered without hesitation.

“Don’t worry. As long as she has not yet left her family, I will look after her.”

The old man was already nearing his final breath, so Tan Yun did not hesitate.

“Good… good…” A faint smile appeared on Shen Tianchi’s wrinkled face.

“Just hearing your words… I can die without regret…”

He understood clearly—his daughter had feelings for the man before him. With her personality, it would be difficult for her to open her heart to anyone else again.

As long as she was not married… her master would be the one to take care of her. That was all he could leave behind for his daughter.

And in Shen Tianchi’s heart… given his daughter’s beauty, talent, and personality, even if this man were made of stone, one day he would surely be moved.

At this moment, he looked at Tan Yun almost like a son-in-law.

“I have one final request… can you agree to it?”

“If it is something I can do, I will not refuse,” Tan Yun replied.

Shen Tianchi forced a smile. Though difficult, it was still a smile.

“Can you… let this old man… see your true appearance? I want to know… what my daughter’s master looks like…”

“This…” Tan Yun hesitated slightly.

At that moment, Shen Subing’s soft voice came from outside the door.

“Master… please rest assured. Your disciple will not use spiritual sense to spy on you…”

Hearing this, Tan Yun turned back to Shen Tianchi and slowly removed the veil covering his face, revealing a handsome and youthful appearance.

Shen Tianchi had originally assumed that, as his daughter’s master, Tan Yun would at least be a middle-aged man.

He never expected… that he would be so young.

While Shen Tianchi was still stunned, Tan Yun placed the veil back on.

Regaining his composure, Shen Tianchi’s voice grew even softer.

“Come closer… I have one more thing to ask you…”

“Alright,” Tan Yun bent down, bringing his ear closer.

A faint, weak voice entered his ear.

“How old are you this year? Or… are you actually over 50?”

“No,” Tan Yun replied softly.

After hearing those words, Shen Tianchi gave a faint smile and spoke in a weak voice.

“Let my daughter come in… I have a few final words for her.”
“You… go outside first.”

At this moment, Shen Tianchi already regarded Tan Yun as a son-in-law. His attitude had changed after their conversation, and he no longer used formal speech.

Tan Yun understood clearly that this was the final moment between father and daughter. He stood up and quietly left the room.

When he opened the door, Shen Subing was seen crouching right outside, desperately holding back her tears.

“Subing… your father wants to speak with you. Don’t let him leave in pain… don’t cry,” Tan Yun said softly.

“Mm…” Shen Subing nodded, wiping her tears, then stepped into the room.

Tan Yun went down to the first floor.

At this point, Shen Tianchi had already lost his spiritual pool and could no longer use spiritual energy to project Tan Yun’s image. So Tan Yun was not worried that Shen Subing would learn his true identity from her father.

Inside the room—

Shen Subing looked at her father, who was smiling faintly at her. She leaned beside the bed and asked softly,

“Father… why are you smiling?”

“I’m smiling… because my daughter has chosen a good man,” Shen Tianchi said. The moment he finished speaking, his eyes began to blur rapidly. His face turned pale, and his breathing grew weak and uneven.

“Subing… your master… he is a very good man… you two… are very well matched…”

“And… he… he is not even **50** years old… he should be about your age…”

“Father… believes… he is the most suitable person for you…”

“So… I can leave this world in peace… and go meet your mother…”

His voice stopped abruptly. His head tilted weakly to the side—

He was gone.

“Father!!”

A heartbreaking cry echoed from the upper floor, reaching Tan Yun’s ears.

He immediately knew—Shen Tianchi had passed away.

But he did not go back to comfort her. Having lost many important people across countless lifetimes, he understood clearly… letting her release her grief was the best choice.

Soon after, Xiao Yu rushed upstairs in panic. She came back down in tears and looked at the Shen clan members, sobbing.

“The clan leader… has passed away… he left peacefully…”

The news of his death spread instantly. The entire Shen clan broke into tears, and sorrowful cries filled the peach blossom grove.

Falling peach petals drifted through the air like the tears of Shen Subing’s mother, mourning her departed husband…

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**Three days later—The funeral day.**

The clan members wore mourning clothes as they carried the coffin into the peach grove, eventually burying it beside Shen Tianchi’s wife.

“Those who could not be together in life… shall rest together in death.”

This was the final wish of Shen Subing’s mother—and also Shen Tianchi’s.

After the funeral, Shen Subing knelt before the grave in mourning clothes and said firmly,

“Father… Mother… I swear, if I cannot kill Gongsun Yangchun, I will no longer deserve to be human!”

“You two do not need to worry about me. I will live well… and I will be happy…”

“I… love you both… so much…”

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Several days later, under Tan Yun’s presence and support, Shen Subing’s mental state gradually improved.

Her sorrow and hatred slowly transformed into the driving force that would make her stronger.

In the peach grove, before the grave, a gentle breeze passed through, scattering peach blossoms like a beautiful dream.

“Father… Mother… I truly want to stay here with you… but the grand competition of the **9** main lineages will begin in **3** days.”

“I must leave now…”

“But I will definitely come back to visit you.”

After speaking, Shen Subing turned to Tan Yun and said softly,

“Master… thank you for staying with me these past few days.”

“I promised your father that I would take care of you. I will certainly keep that promise,” Tan Yun replied.

“Mm…” Shen Subing nodded gently.

“Master… let’s return to the sect.”