Script of Reincarnation

The news of Lu Yang’s battle with the Wu Family spread far faster than anyone had expected.

Within only a few days, nearly every Spirit Awakening Realm force in Canglan Prefecture had heard of what happened at the mineral vein.

The Lu Family’s Fourth Elder, Lu Yang, had appeared after decades of silence.

A Sixth Stage Spirit Awakening cultivator had personally intervened and suppressed two Fifth Stage Spirit Awakening cultivators of the Wu Family.

Moreover, it wasn’t merely a battle, but a complete crushing.

The two Wu Family elders were beaten black and blue, with several bones broken and their internal organs suffering varying degrees of damage.

Such a result naturally caused considerable waves.

After all, the difference between the Fifth and Sixth Stages of Spirit Awakening Realm wasn’t insignificant, but neither was it large enough for an ordinary Sixth Stage cultivator to accomplish such a feat with ease.

Therefore, the various Spirit Awakening Realm families quickly began reassessing Lu Yang.

Some old cultivators who had lived through that era couldn’t help sighing.

"So the Lu Family’s Rising Sun had never disappeared; he was merely hiding himself and accumulating in secret all along"

"At sixty-three years old, he has already reached the Sixth Stage of Spirit Awakening Realm..."

"At this rate, it won’t take long before he surpasses the late Supreme Elder."

The more experienced cultivators understood what this meant.

The Lu Family had indeed lost its Supreme Elder, and its overall strength had therefore declined.

However, they still possessed Lu Yang, and unlike the previous Supreme Elder, Lu Yang was still in his prime. He had yet to reach even seventy years of age.

For a Spirit Awakening cultivator, this was nowhere near the end of their lifespan.

His future was still extremely long, and as long as he continued progressing at his current speed, reaching the Seventh Stage, Eighth Stage, or even the Ninth Stage of Spirit Awakening Realm wasn’t far away.

The sleeping dragon that had remained hidden for decades had finally opened its eyes.

...

The Lu Family didn’t deliberately respond to the rumors. Lu Yang himself cared even less.

After returning from the mineral vein, he once again disappeared into seclusion.

His life gradually returned to its former rhythm.

Time continued flowing by, and eventually, the True Teaching Grand Elder passed away.

It happened in the same year as Lu Yang’s battle with the Wu Family.

The old man had lived for more than a century, witnessed countless changes within the Lu Family, and eventually left peacefully in his death seclusion.

By now, Lu Yang had already become accustomed to the disappearance of old faces, yet every time another familiar person vanished, the feeling within his heart became increasingly complicated.

Another Elder soon broke through to the Fourth Stage of Spirit Awakening Realm and inherited the position.

The younger generation continued replacing the older generation.

The cycle seemed endless, however, when Lu Yang occasionally looked at the Internal Affairs Grand Elder, he could no longer regard that cycle as something distant.

The old man had become extremely old, his once majestic body was now thin, and his hair had long since turned completely white.

Although he could still maintain peak inner bodily functions as a Spirit Awakening cultivator, his combat power had inevitably declined to some degree as well.

Lu Yang estimated that the old man probably had less than ten years left.

This was perhaps the cruelest aspect of cultivation.

One could become stronger, extend their lifespan, and surpass countless ordinary mortals, but unless one reached a sufficiently high realm, there would always be a limit.

...

Another seven years passed by like a breeze.

This year, Lu Yang was seventy years old.

Inside his secluded cultivation chamber, Lu Yang slowly opened his eyes, his calm gaze sweeping across the room.

Sixth Stage Spirit Awakening Realm, he had remained at this stage for quite some time.

However, he could clearly feel that his accumulation had already reached a bottleneck.

He estimated that within another two years, he would be able to break through to the Seventh Stage of Spirit Awakening Realm, officially entering the later stages of Spirit Awakening Realm.

Once he reached that level, his status within the Lu Family would change once again, and he would likely become the next Supreme Elder.

Yet, Lu Yang didn’t feel particularly excited.

After decades of cultivation, he had gradually become accustomed to such things.

Realm breakthroughs were merely steps on a much longer road The Essence Gathering Realm was still his true target in this life.

As for beyond the Essence Gathering Realm...

Lu Yang’s gaze became slightly profound at the thought.

He didn’t know how far he could ultimately go.

His previous life had ended too early, and his knowledge of the cultivation world was still severely limited even now, limited only to the Wuyuan Province.

But at least, he had already changed countless things, having walked much further than the imagination of his past life.

As long as he developed steadily for another thirty or forty years...

Essence Gathering was within reach!

Lu Yang slowly stood up, pushing open the stone doors of his cultivation chamber.

The sunlight outside immediately fell upon his face.

After remaining in seclusion for over a week, he suddenly felt like spending some time with Bai Qinglan.

...

At this moment, Bai Qinglan was sitting beneath the pavilion, reading a book.

Compared to decades ago, she had changed considerably.

She was still beautiful, and because she was a cultivator, her appearance remained considerably younger than that of an ordinary mortal woman of the same age.

However, time had nevertheless left traces upon her.

Her long hair were no longer entirely black, with strands of silver already mixed within them.

Her features had also become more mature, with a few wrinkles on her face.

Yet in Lu Yang’s eyes, she was still the same Bai Qinglan he had married more than forty years ago.

He walked over and sat beside her.

Bai Qinglan looked up.

"You’ve finished cultivating?"

"Yes." Lu Yang nodded, speaking softly.

"I thought I’d accompany you for a while."

Bai Qinglan smiled with a raised eyebrow, "Rare."

The two began to chat quietly, discussing random topics, yet it never felt forced, every conversation seemingly natural.

For Lu Yang, these peaceful moments had gradually become extremely precious.

After each lifetime, he would lose his cultivation, his talent, his comprehension, his background, his identity, the people he loved, everything, everything attached to him would disappear.

What would remain in the end were memories, these precious memories that would accompany him through eternity, proof that these experiences were all real, all these people truly existed, buried deep inside his heart.

It was true for his parents, and it was the same for Bai Qinglan and everyone else.

As they spoke, Lu Yang casually released his Divine Sense, a habit cultivated over decades.

His Divine Sense swept through the courtyard.

Just then, his body suddenly stiffened, his expression freezing.

Bai Qinglan noticed the change immediately.

"What’s wrong?"

Lu Yang didn’t answer, his Divine Sense remaining focused upon her body, and his expression gradually became strange.

In his eyes, there was a trace of disbelief and pleasant surprise, even a faint sense of unreality.

Bai Qinglan’s brows furrowed.

"What happened?"

She immediately began examining her own body with her Divine Sense.

She was already a Third Stage Spirit Awakening cultivator.

Under normal circumstances, performing an internal examination wasn’t particularly difficult.

However, ordinary Divine Sense at the early stages of Spirit Awakening Realm wasn’t sensitive enough to detect extremely subtle changes within the deepest parts of the physical body, especially when the change was still incredibly small, unless one investigated extremely carefully.

Bai Qinglan’s Divine Sense slowly swept through her body.

At first, she didn’t notice anything, but soon enough, her expression suddenly changed.

Within the deepest part of her womb, there was an extremely faint trace of vitality; it was so weak that it could almost be mistaken for an illusion, yet it was undeniably there, a tiny life aura.

Bai Qinglan’s eyes widened, her lips parting as her voice trembled slightly, "Husband..."

Lu Yang looked at her, and for a brief moment, neither of them spoke.

Bai Qinglan’s hand unconsciously moved towards her abdomen.

Her eyes gradually reddened, an uncontrollable joy contained within them.

"Is it...?"

Lu Yang smiled.

"Yes."

Bai Qinglan stared at him blankly, tears slowly gathered within her eyes.

She immediately lowered her head, as if afraid that Lu Yang would see her expression.

But Lu Yang had already reached out and held her hand.

For a long time, neither of them spoke again.

The afternoon sunlight illuminated the two figures beneath the pavilion.

After several breaths, Bai Qinglan finally whispered, "How long?"

Lu Yang carefully sensed the tiny vitality once more.

"Not long, perhaps only two or three weeks."

Bai Qinglan was stunned.

"Two or three weeks?"

Lu Yang nodded.

"It hasn’t developed enough for your Divine Sense to detect it normally."

Bai Qinglan suddenly understood.

She had previously assumed that there was simply no hope.

After all, both of them were already approaching the later stages of their lives.

As their cultivation increased, conceiving a child became increasingly difficult.

They had even discussed this matter several times, and she had gradually learned to accept the possibility that they might never have children.

But now, a life had quietly appeared within her body without any warning.

Lu Yang’s gaze became somewhat distant.

It had already been more than forty years since they married.

He still remembered the young woman he had married decades ago.

At that time, Bai Qinglan was still a beautiful young genius, and he was the peerless prodigy of the Lu Family who had entered the Spirit Awakening Realm at just twenty-nine years of age.

Neither of them had imagined how far they would eventually travel with this political marriage.

They had watched friends grow old, elders pass away, and the Lu Family change generation after generation.

They themselves had changed as well, and the youthful faces of their past had gradually disappeared.

Yet after more than forty years, they were finally going to have a child.

A trace of reminiscence crossed Lu Yang’s eyes.

He gently placed his hand over Bai Qinglan’s.

"Qinglan, thank you."

Bai Qinglan looked at him through her tears.

"Why are you thanking me?"

Lu Yang smiled, shaking his head.

"I don’t know, perhaps because I’m happy."

Bai Qinglan laughed softly through her tears, suddenly leaning against his shoulder.

Lu Yang didn’t move, allowing her to rest there, his gaze softening slowly.

He had experienced reincarnation, come face to face with death, and even spent two lifetimes walking upon the path of cultivation.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt something he had never experienced before.

He suddenly wondered, what would this child look like?

What kind of talent would they possess?

Would they become a cultivator?

Would they inherit his temperament or Bai Qinglan’s?

Perhaps they would be completely ordinary or perhaps they would become a genius, but to him, none of that mattered.

Lu Yang understood that he simply didn’t care; as long as the child could grow up safely, that was enough.

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