Chapter 421 Varen (Person Name) Enters Nirvana

After successfully deducing this divine ability, Lyra's combat techniques advanced by another significant margin. Drawing inspiration from Eldrin's Dual Polarity Divine Thunder, she began further refining her own offensive methods.

Meanwhile, Eldrin (Person Name) settled his mind and began refining the Trinity Divine Thunder, determined to create his first true Grand Divine 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 interrupting his cultivation.

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

"A message has arrived from the Wei family, stating 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 bid him my last farewell."

"Hmm."

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

She had journeyed this far, witnessing countless partings of life and death, and understood Eldrin's feelings all too well.

Eldrin had few true friends on his arduous journey to this day, and now those from bygone years could be counted on 1 hand. Varen was 1 such rare kindred spirit.

Now that this dear friend was on the verge of passing away in meditation, his heart was naturally heavy.

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

After a span of 2 100 years, the changes at Tian’e Mountain had been immense. Back then, the Wei Immortal Clan (Organization) had merely been a foundation-establishing immortal family.

The Wei Clan now boasted 4 Eldrin (Person Name) ancestors, establishing them as a formidable Eldrin (Person Name) lineage within the Chu Kingdom (Location).

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 attaining the Golden Core Realm was beyond his reach, and thus devoted his efforts entirely to the advancement of his clan.

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

The other 3 Purple Mansions of the Wei family had almost all been raised single-handedly by him. Precisely because of this, Varen (Person Name) held an exceptionally high status within the Wei family, and the entire clan held him in deep affection and respect.

At this critical moment as Varen's life hung by a thread, the 3 Patriarchs and Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Wei Immortal Clan had all set aside their duties. Returning from lands like the Earth Lion Province and Heaven's Ruin Province, they gathered at Tian'e Mountain solely to behold Varen 1 final time.

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

3 Zifu 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 residence.

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

Stepping into the bamboo pavilion, Eldrin saw Varen lying upon the bed. At this moment, Varen's hair and beard had turned entirely white, his body emaciated to the point where bones protruded beneath his skin.

He could no longer leave his bed, nor could he even form words.

Eldrin's heart trembled as he channeled his magic power to dissolve a precious elixir, sustaining Varen with a breath of vital energy.

"Ahem!"

Varen coughed heavily twice, a faint flush of color finally returning to his pallid features. At last, he could speak again.

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

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

"2 100 and some years have already passed."

Eldrin also let out a sigh, only then realizing he was already nearly 3 100 years old, 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 ago consumed a second-tier Longevity Spirit Apricot, leaving the Wei Clan helpless to prolong his lifespan despite their immense wealth.

This was simply unavoidable. Had it not been for the assistance of the second-order 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 road. 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 death’s door, 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 embrace of heaven and earth."

"Born into a world of cultivation, yet lacking the courage to ascend as an immortal—this remains the greatest regret of my life."

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

He had thought he had let go, but only today did he realize that this so-called acceptance 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 ultimately reach the pinnacle are invariably individuals with unwavering Dao Hearts and immense perseverance.

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

Varen remained silent for a long while, 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 most likely candidate for immortality I have ever encountered. I aspire to become someone like you, yet I lack the all-or-nothing courage you possess."

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

Varen spoke for a long while before ultimately falling silent once more.

He finally heaved a sigh and gazed at Eldrin for a long moment before handing him a pitch-black treasure box. "This is the medium for the Entangling Curse of the Demonic Fiend Qi."

"The old fiend from Demon Ape Mountain sought me out, claiming that if I could plant this curse upon you, he would aid me in fully devoting myself to the demonic path and breaking 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 weathered melancholy. "Walk your path well. Carry my blessings with you, and see for me... what the Immortal 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 motionless 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 under the falling sunlight.

"I will."