Eternal Tale

Mengmu Sea Region.

Today, the sky was high and clear, like an endless blue curtain.

Under the bright sunlight, rays interwove among the clouds, creating countless dreamlike shadows.

The light penetrated layers of air, with countless tiny air currents intersecting to form delicate ripples. The sky seemed purer, with clear skies stretching endlessly, untouched by even a wisp of cloud.

Today was undoubtedly a good day for a journey, outside the Lingbao Immortal Pavilion on Li Chen Island.

Lu Chuan was being transferred from the Mengmu Sea Region, and many fellow Daoists came to see him off. He looked back with deep emotion at the place where he had spent thousands of years, his eyes serene.

As he passed a corner of the Immortal Pavilion, he saw a familiar figure, an unknown junior, Yun Jin.

Lu Chuan’s eyes flashed with surprise. Early Void Refinement phase, such fast cultivation speed; that garbage recycling plant indeed held great secrets, and the resources for cultivating immortality were surprisingly abundant.

”Junior Yun Jin greets Senior Lu.”

Yun Jin cupped his hands, dressed in a simple long robe with a deep blue brocade cloak swirling like flowing clouds. ”Thank you for your guidance over the years, Senior. I came today to see you off.”After speaking, he pressed his lips together, not smiling easily, maintaining a calm demeanor even in front of a Unity True Lord, reminiscent of Lu Chuan’s own style in the past.

Lu Chuan squinted slightly, speaking in a deep voice, ”I underestimated you back then. Now, with the Elemental Immortal City willing to send waste materials to the garbage recycling plant, it seems your status has risen.”

His eyes were deep, feeling suddenly unable to see through this person, who was no longer the junior he could easily manipulate.

”Senior Lu flatters me. I will never forget the Lingbao Immortal Pavilion’s cultivation of me.”

”Hehe, if you’re interested, you can naturally come to the Great Desolate. I won’t treat you poorly.”

”Alright.”

Yun Jin stood tall, suddenly smiling and agreeing directly, causing Lu Chuan to frown slightly. What did this kid mean?

Lu Chuan raised his eyes, pondering for a moment, ”The Great Desolate has many mineral veins, with numerous refining and formation masters. The garbage recycling plant could also be moved there, and we might have opportunities for cooperation.”

His words carried sincerity, showing no disdain towards Yun Jin.

The transfer was full of oddities, but he had no connections in Xuanwei Heaven to investigate.

Facing a once insignificant junior with the cultivation of a Unity True Lord, Lu Chuan showed he could adapt.

Having risen from an ordinary cultivator to his current status, he was naturally not as simple as he appeared.

He knew that going to the Great Desolate might be perilous, and his entry into the Great Desolate might have already reached the ears of certain races, with someone wanting to kill him!

Lu Chuan’s previous demeanor was all an act, and even now, he continued to pretend.

There were too many spies around, and only by accompanying him to the Great Desolate would this matter be concluded.

He had already devised a plan to escape, knowing he could no longer stay in Xuanwei Heaven. Only by going to the Celestial Sky and severing ties with the Lingbao Immortal Pavilion could he be safe. His accumulated wealth over the years was enough to cross the heavenly domain.

For the past half-month, he had been plotting his escape route in his mind, with the identity of the Lingbao Immortal Pavilion being his last life-saving card, to be used until the very last moment.

Yun Jin’s smile deepened, cupping his hands in response, ”Senior Lu is right. I will definitely visit in the future.”

”Hehe, good.”

Lu Chuan nodded and turned, continuing towards the space teleportation passage on Li Chen Island, the giant ring standing in the air!

Yun Jin took a deep look at his back, feeling no regrets, with the last trace of respect in his heart dissipating. The two walked in opposite directions, growing further apart on the broad avenue.

In the distant sky, beneath the ring was a massive aerial platform, with strong winds howling around, quite chilly. But this wind wasn’t from the heavens and earth, but from the center of the ring.

Lu Chuan took a deep breath, his eyes still calm, looking at the magnificent space ring, knowing he would never return in this lifetime.

”Pavilion Master Lu, it’s time to go.”

”The Lingbao Immortal Pavilion in the Great Desolate is already waiting for the Pavilion Master, and we should return to report as soon as possible.”

Two people stood beside him, their voices neither warm nor cold, with an imposing aura, both in the early Unity phase. ”The space array is ready, and the space ship from Li Chen Island to the Great Desolate sails only once a year.”

”Mm.” Lu Chuan smiled slightly, just about to step forward when a commotion suddenly arose around him.

A dusty young man, eyes filled with panic, suddenly shouted as he ran over, ”Wait for me, I also bought a ticket!”

His cultivation was only at the Elemental Infant phase, looking like a novice, almost like a beggar, seemingly being chased and having provoked some enemy in this sea region.

”There’s only a stick of incense left before the array fully activates, don’t waste time!”

An elder frowned, shouting at him, ”Time waits for no one, kid, hurry up.”

”Hehe, thank you, seniors!”

The young man’s eyes were filled with joy, finally catching up. He bowed to the four directions, ”Thank you, thank you.”

However, Lu Chuan was deeply moved, as this young cultivator resembled his younger self.

Similarly disheveled, venturing alone into unknown lands, timid and unsure of the future...

In the space ship’s cabin, the young man sat alone in a corner, eyes downcast, not daring to interact with anyone. This was the cargo hold, used by cultivators who bought cheap tickets.

His eyes were filled with worry, yet carried a hope for the future, with a determined gaze.

Lu Chuan slowly approached from another side, looking at the young man, speaking softly, ”What is your name?”

The young man was startled, realizing it was a senior!

He quickly stood up, cold sweat covering his body, trembling as he cupped his hands, ”I am Yu Fangshuo, greetings... greetings, Senior.”

”Are you being chased by enemies?”

”Yes...”

Yu Fangshuo dared not hide anything, knowing that playing tricks on such a strong person was futile.

Lu Chuan’s face was gentle, for he too was being forced by enemies to leave the Mengmu Sea Region. He sat beside him without any senior airs, and they began to chat.

But the more they talked, the more shocked he became. It was so similar!

Yu Fangshuo’s experiences were exactly like his own in youth, except unlike him, Yu Fangshuo didn’t want to rely on others, but wanted to make his own way in the Great Desolate.

”Haha, good lad, you have ambition!”

Lu Chuan laughed heartily, quite cheerfully, ”As cultivators, we should strive for self-reliance. Why depend on others? Some shortcuts, when taken to the end, might turn out to be dead ends, and by then, it’s too late for regrets.”

His words were meaningful, as he gently patted Yu Fangshuo’s shoulder, ”Just like you said, others can never be relied upon.”

”Senior... you actually agree?”

Yu Fangshuo trembled with excitement, ”They say without a background in the grand world, it’s a pipe dream to go far.”

”Hehe, it’s two-sided. Too much ambition isn’t necessarily good.”

Lu Chuan sighed softly, his gaze becoming distant, ”But your mindset is absolutely right. I lacked your mindset in my youth, and that’s why I’ve ended up like this.”

He smiled slightly after speaking, suddenly feeling much relieved, ”The end of cultivation, where is it? We are just ordinary people, and the scenery of cultivation should be along the way, not the result.”

Yu Fangshuo lowered his head after hearing this, his eyes becoming deeper, nodding heavily.