Chapter 421 : Varen (Person Name) Enters Nirvana

After successfully deducing this divine ability, Lyra's (Person Name) cultivation methods and combat techniques were significantly enhanced. Drawing inspiration from Eldrin's (Person Name) Dual Polarity Divine Thunder (Cultivation Art), she began further refining her own offensive capabilities.

Meanwhile, Eldrin settled his mind and focused on refining the 3 Powers Divine Thunder, determined to create his first truly great supernatural power.

On this day, a spiritual talisman flew into Spirit Isle Lake (Location).

Eldrin took the spirit talisman and glanced at it, letting out a helpless sigh before reluctantly interrupting his cultivation.

Lyra, standing nearby, noticed his desolate expression and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

"A message came from the Wei family, saying that Varen (Person Name) is nearing the end of his lifespan and has reached his final moments." Sighing as he set down the spirit talisman, Eldrin (Person Name) rose to his feet and said, "I shall go see him 1 last time."

"Hmm."

Lyra said nothing more, knowing Eldrin was in low spirits at the moment.

She had journeyed to this day, witnessing countless partings of life and death, and understood Eldrin's feelings.

Eldrin had never amassed many close companions on his arduous journey to this day, and now those who remained from bygone eras could be counted on 1 hand. Varen stood as a rare kindred spirit among them.

Now that his dear friend was on the verge of passing away in meditation, he couldn't help but feel sorrow in his heart.

Leaving Spirit Isle Lake (Location), Eldrin (Person Name) rode his sword as he flew toward Tian’e Mountain.

After a span of over 2 100 years, the changes in Tian’e Mountain had been immense. Back then, the Wei Immortal Clan (Organization) had merely been a Foundation Establishment immortal family.

The Wei Clan now boasted 4 Violet Mansion Elders, establishing them as a formidable Violet Mansion immortal clan within the Chu Kingdom.

All of this was made possible by the full support of Varen (Person Name), the founding ancestor of the Purple Mansion. After breaking through to the Purple Palace, Mid Stage (Cultivation Realm), Varen (Person Name) realized that achieving the Golden Core Realm was beyond his reach, and thus devoted his efforts entirely to his family.

Over the years, he had spent all his salary on acquiring properties for the Wei family and cultivating the clan's cultivators.

The other 3 Purple Mansions of the Wei Clan had practically all been raised under his sole guidance. Precisely because of this, Varen (Person Name) held an exceptionally high status within the Wei family, and the entire clan held him in profound esteem.

At this critical moment as Varen's life hung by a thread, the 3 Grand Elders of the Wei Immortal Clan and all Foundation Establishment cultivators set aside their duties. They returned from lands like the Earth Lion Province and Celestial Ruins Province to congregate at Mount Tian'e, gathering solely to behold Varen 1 final time.

Eldrin's arrival at Mount Tian'e naturally stirred the entire Wei Immortal Clan.

3 Zi Palace realm cultivators personally led the way, their faces etched with sorrow as they explained, "The clan leader has been confined to his sickbed for 3 years. His vital energy is now completely exhausted, sustained only by his final breath of zhenqi."

"His final wish was to see you 1 last time, which is why I took the liberty of sending you the letter."

Eldrin listened in silence, walking without a word to Varen's dwelling.

Varen's residence was remarkably simple—a rustic bamboo lodge with a few medicinal herbs growing in the courtyard. It bore no resemblance to the abode of a patriarch whose name shook countless provinces, but rather evoked the humble dwelling of a mortal world farmer.

Stepping into the bamboo pavilion, Eldrin saw Varen lying upon the bed. The man now had hair and beard white as frost, his body emaciated to the point where bones pressed starkly against his withered skin.

He could no longer leave his bed, nor could he form a single word.

Eldrin’s heart trembled. He channeled his magic power to dissolve a precious elixir, sustaining Varen with a surge of vital energy.

"Ahem!"

Varen (Person Name) coughed heavily twice, a faint flush finally coloring his pallid features as he regained the ability to speak.

He grasped Eldrin's hand, propped himself up from the bed, then waved dismissively to signal the others to withdraw.

After they had departed, Varen gazed at Eldrin and gave a bitter smile. "Time waits for no 1. In the blink of an eye, over 2 100 years have passed. I am already approaching my twilight years, yet you remain as youthful as ever."

"2 100 years have already passed."

Eldrin also let out a sigh, only then realizing he was already nearing 3 100 years of age, while Varen had lived for over 4 100 and 30 years.

Were it an ordinary Zi Mansion, 1 could still rely on Life-Extending Elixirs to sustain it for a cycle of 60 years. However, he had long since consumed the second-grade Longevity Spirit Apricot, leaving the Wei Clan powerless to further extend his lifespan, despite their immense wealth.

This was an unavoidable predicament. Had it not been for the assistance of the second-level spirit apricot back then, he would have passed away 2 100 years ago.

At this stage, even with Eldrin's extraordinary methods, it was nearly impossible to extend his lifespan any further.

"Do you know, in this life of mine, what I envy most is you."

Varen gazed at Eldrin, his pupils reflecting complex emotions. After a long silence, he finally spoke, "The path of immortal cultivation is arduous and fraught with tribulations."

"I have reached the end of my path. This life of mine was neither spectacular, nor utterly obscure."

"I once believed that leading the Wei Clan to rise would bring me contentment, yet at the brink of death, I finally understood: without attaining immortality, 1 remains but dust in the mortal realm."

"Be it Qi Refinement, Foundation Establishment, or even the Purple Mansion realm—all shall ultimately return to dust, merging back into the vast expanse between heaven and earth."

"Born into a world of cultivation, yet lacking the courage to pursue immortality—this remains the greatest regret of my life."

Tears streamed down Varen (Person Name)'s aged face. He had long ago abandoned his cultivation practice, devoting all his energies to his family.

He had thought himself enlightened, but only today did he realize that this so-called enlightenment was but a helpless compromise.

A true cultivator never lightly abandons hope, even if the odds are but 1 in a 100 million.

The path to immortality is arduous. Throughout the ages, countless prodigies have emerged, yet only a handful ever attained divinity.

Those who reach the end are often ones with unwavering Dao hearts and immense resolve in their souls.

As for innate talent and comprehension, there remains the possibility of later transformation, yet only 1's temperament is truly paramount.

Varen fell silent for a long moment, his gaze fixed on Eldrin. Suddenly, he spoke, "You know, I envy you. I despise myself for not measuring up to you."

"You are the person I have seen with the greatest potential to attain immortality. I wish to become someone like you, yet I lack the courage to stake everything on a single throw like you do."

"If I dare not even subdue the physical suffering, then I am nothing but a complete failure in this life."

Varen spoke for a long while, but ultimately fell silent once more.

He let out a final sigh, gazing at Eldrin for a long moment before handing him a pitch-black treasure box. "This serves as the medium for the Entangling Curse of the Demonic Fiend Qi (Spiritual Root)."

"The old devil from Demon Ape Mountain sought me out, claiming that if I could plant this curse upon you, he would help me fully devote myself to the demonic path and break through to the Golden Core Realm."

"Oh."

Eldrin took the pitch-black demonic box and said calmly, "This is exactly the kind of underhanded trickery 1 expects from demonic cultivators."

"You know, I once nearly decided to use it on you."

Varen shook his head, his eyes tinged with a trace of timeworn melancholy. "Walk your path well. Carry my blessings with you, and see for me... what the Celestial Realm... truly looks like..."

Varen spoke quietly, his voice gradually fading until his final breath vanished between heaven and earth.

Eldrin stood in silence before Varen's bed, remaining there for a long, long time.

Finally, he turned around and stepped out of the bamboo hut. Standing at the doorway, he cast a long shadow beneath the scattering sunlight.

"I will."