Script of Reincarnation

Three years passed swiftly.

The seasons continued their endless cycle, and the Lu Family continued to grow amidst the passage of time.

At the same time, within those three years, the Lu Family once again experienced several changes.

Another Spirit Awakening elder eventually reached the end of his lifespan, and his passing caused another shift within the elder hierarchy.

Lu Yang moved upward once more, becoming the Ninth Elder.

However, he did not feel much about it, after all, he had already become accustomed to such things.

One elder after another grew old before disappearing while the younger generation quietly took their places.

Last year, another familiar figure passed away.

Lu Shan, the old instructor who had once personally guided Lu Yang when he first entered the main family.

He had never been a Spirit Awakening cultivator, yet he had lived for more than a century.

For a mortal who had cultivated only to the later stages of Body Tempering Realm, such a lifespan was already an extraordinary blessing.

When the news reached Lu Yang, he personally attended the funeral.

There wasn’t any grand ceremony, there couldn’t be; Lu Shan’s lineage had gradually declined over the years.

The old man did not possess extraordinary cultivation talent, and although he had descendants, none of them had cultivation aptitude.

After his death, that particular branch of the Lu Family effectively lost its final cultivator.

However, Lu Yang’s personal appearance caused many clan members to pay considerably more attention to them.

Some younger members whispered amongst themselves, wondering who this old man was to receive the personal attendance of the Ninth Elder.

Only a handful of older cultivators understood that he was one of the people who had once taught Lu Yang.

Standing before Lu Shan’s grave, Lu Yang remained silent for a long time.

The mountain breeze gently brushed against his robes as his gaze slowly swept across the surrounding graves.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that time had truly begun moving faster.

It had already been thirty-seven years since he entered the main family.

Back then, he had been merely a child from the mortal branch, but now, he was forty-two years old, the Ninth Elder of the Lu Family, a Spirit Awakening Realm cultivator whose name carried weight throughout Canglan Prefecture.

Yet, the people who had watched him grow were gradually disappearing.

Lu Shan was gone, and it wouldn’t be long before Lu Chuan would also reach the end of his lifespan.

The thought caused Lu Yang to sigh inwardly.

The passage of time was truly merciless, even cultivators couldn’t escape it.

...

Occasionally, Lu Yang would inquire about the children who had entered the main family alongside him all those years ago.

Most were doing reasonably well.

They had long since grown into adults, some had reached the middle stages of Body Tempering Realm, several had entered the later stages, but none entered the Spirit Awakening Realm.

Compared with Lu Yang and the Twin Stars, their achievements naturally appeared rather ordinary.

However, most of them had already married, and some even had children of their own.

Their lives were very simple, and that was the life most people in the cultivation world would ultimately experience.

Not everyone could become a great cultivator, and neither did everyone possess the qualifications to stand at the summit.

For the overwhelming majority, simply living a peaceful life was already a form of fortune.

Lu Yang occasionally wondered whether that would have been his fate as well before remembering that his original fate was far worse.

Thinking this far, Lu Yang couldn’t help laughing softly.

Fate was truly mysterious.

This year, Bai Qinglan had also reached the peak of the Ninth Stage of Body Tempering Realm, approaching the final threshold.

According to her own estimation, in at most a year or two, she would begin attempting to sense Spirit Qi, and if successful, she would finally step into the Spirit Awakening Realm.

Lu Yang naturally looked forward to that day, after all, they had been married for more than a decade.

Although their relationship had never been particularly passionate or dramatic, the two had gradually become companions accustomed to one another’s existence.

Neither interfered with the other’s cultivation nor demanded too much from the other.

Sometimes they simply sat together beneath the pavilion, drinking tea while discussing ordinary matters.

Perhaps this was what true companionship looked like, natural and without unnecessary excitement but always present.

...

Inside his secluded courtyard, Lu Yang slowly opened his eyes.

His expression was calm, however, there was a faint trace of exhaustion deep within his gaze.

At forty-two years old, he was gradually beginning to understand something; talent could carry a cultivator only so far.

At the beginning, his talent had appeared almost heaven defying.

The reason was simple, and it was the fact that he possessed memories from his previous life.

He had already walked every step of Body Tempering Realm once, encountered every bottleneck, and made many mistake.

Combined with the fifteen Reincarnation Points invested into his Talent and another fifteen invested into his Comprehension, his cultivation speed and foundation had naturally become terrifying.

However, after entering the Spirit Awakening Realm, everything changed.

There were no memories to guide him anymore, no experiences left, while resources also became increasingly scarce, causing his cultivation speed to gradually slow down.

Compared to the monstrous genius he had appeared to be during the Body Tempering Realm, among Spirit Awakening cultivators throughout the Great Qian Dynasty, Lu Yang could only be considered talented, perhaps a small genius, but definitely not a monster.

He couldn’t help smiling bitterly at the thought.

Who among Spirit Awakening Realm cultivators wasn’t talented?

To reach this realm, ordinary talent was simply insufficient.

Thinking about the future, Lu Yang remembered the Reincarnation Points.

Fifteen points in Talent, fifteen in Comprehension, seven in Background, ten in Luck.

That was all he had possessed during this life.

Yet, those thirty points in Talent and Comprehension had already completely transformed his destiny.

Then what about the next life?

Hundreds of Reincarnation Points, perhaps even more.

If fifteen points could allow him to possess Essence Gathering potential, what would fifty points accomplish?

What about a hundred?

Lu Yang’s gaze gradually became profound.

That wouldn’t just be Essence Gathering Realm potential, but a bona fide Qi Sea Realm potential, and not merely the lowest level of Qi Sea potential, possibly a powerhouse even among Qi Sea cultivators.

But that was a matter for the future, the current him still needed to walk his present path.

At present, he estimated that another three or four years would be required to overcome the bottleneck separating him from the Fourth Stage of Spirit Awakening Realm.

That threshold was considerably more difficult than the previous three minor realms combined.

Lu Yang slowly took in a deep breath before exhaling.

Three or four years, it wasn’t particularly long, but neither was it particularly short, especially when he thought about the older generation.

The Great Elder, the Internal Affairs Grand Elder, the True Teaching Grand Elder, the Law Enforcement Grand Elder, the Family Head, and even the Supreme Elder.

In another two or three decades, how many would still remain?

Lu Yang’s gaze became slightly more solemn.

He had to become stronger, as strong as possible.

Before those familiar faces gradually disappeared, he needed to possess enough strength to protect the Lu Family.

...

One afternoon.

Lu Yang finally ended another cultivation session, slowly standing up as he walked out of the cultivation chamber.

The stone doors opened, warm sunlight pouring into the courtyard.

However, before he could take more than several steps, his gaze suddenly landed upon a familiar figure.

Bai Qinglan was walking towards him, her brows slightly furrowed, holding a jade scroll in her hands.

Seeing her expression, Lu Yang immediately noticed something was wrong.

"What happened?"

Bai Qinglan stopped, not answering immediately.

Instead, she handed the jade scroll directly over to him.

Lu Yang raised an eyebrow before accepting it.

His Divine Sense swept across the jade scroll, the contents immediately entering his mind.

At first, his expression remained indifferent.

However, after a while, his pupils gradually contracted, the calmness within his eyes slowly disappearing as a serious expression replaced it.

The contents were simple, yet the implications were enormous.

The Divine Martial Hall and the Misty Cloud Sect had clashed.

Lu Yang’s gaze rapidly moved across the information.

The Divine Martial Hall and the Misty Cloud Sect, two of the most terrifying cultivation forces within the Great Qian Dynasty.

More importantly, both were independent Qi Sea Realm factions, unaffiliated with the Imperial Court, and the only such Qi Sea Realm factions at that.

For centuries, they had stood above countless cultivation clans and sects, their foundations deep enough to shake entire provinces.

And now, they had actually fought.

According to the information, a Qi Sea Realm elder belonging to the Divine Martial Hall had died while another Qi Sea Realm elder from the Misty Cloud Sect had disappeared.

The battle between the two supreme beings had been so terrifying that the aftermath had reverberated across dozens of miles.

Mountains were destroyed and rivers ran dry in that battle.

Several nearby cultivation forces had even fled in panic, and even weaker Essence Gathering cultivators had been forced to retreat.

Lu Yang slowly closed his eyes, his fingers tightening around the jade scroll.

A Qi Sea Realm powerhouse had died, and another had disappeared.

"Tiannan Province... is about to descend into chaos."