Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone

Chapter 999: Chapter 737: Mythical Daluo (Part 2)

Why was he able to get this far? Was it through effort?

Don’t be ridiculous!

It was all thanks to a good father, having a powerful background, and his father providing him with numerous resources.

Thus, he managed to become a Refining Void Great Power despite his utterly mediocre qualifications.

Even just recently, he attempted to break into the Harmonization Realm. Had it been any other cultivator, they would have been fatally wounded long ago, yet he was merely gravely injured. With a bit of recuperation, he could continue to attempt Harmonization, and it wouldn’t matter if he failed once or twice; sooner or later, he would succeed.

As long as he’s tried all possible failures, the remaining one will inevitably be success.

His life experiences show that talent isn’t important, perception isn’t important, intelligence isn’t important; having a good father is what’s most important.

It’s one thing to depend on his father in the Mortal World, but he doesn’t want to continue living off his father in the Immortal Realm.

“Father, no more… I don’t want to burden you, don’t want to keep relying on you!!”

Lu Fan took a deep breath and said, “Father, I know my abilities well. My qualifications aren’t good: I failed three times attempting Golden Core, twice attempting Nascent Soul, four times attempting Divinity Transformation, eight times attempting Refining Void. I’ve come this far by spending too many of your resources, father.”

“Even if you took me, and in the end, I successfully ascended to the Immortal Realm, it would consume too much of your resources, and only lead to a relatively weak realm. In my current state, ascending would bring little benefit to you, father… I’d better not ascend, lest I become a burden to you!”

Speaking to this point, Lu Fan stood up, knelt straight to the ground, and began kowtowing.

Lu Xuanji watched this scene, his heart aching, and immediately helped Lu Fan up, saying, “Fan’Er, it’s all my fault; these years I’ve been out working and fighting for opportunities in cultivation, I’ve neglected you and the clan!”

“I’ve been derelict here. I know your mind, your thinking… But the more you say such things, the more I feel guilty!”

“Back when my parents passed, I was in closed-door meditation. When your mother fell, I was adventuring outside; when Long Xuan, Hong Fu, and others fell, I was still outside. When close members of the Lu Family fell or disappeared, I was still outside!”

“Now, close kin are dwindling, especially your brother Lu Xian, whom I thought had outstanding qualifications, amazing perception, and exceptional talent, and might become immortal. But who could have predicted he’d fall in calamity? Life is full of unpredictability!”

Lu Xuanji sighed, reminiscing about past events, his expression fluctuating, eyes filled with bitterness and unspeakable sorrow.

“All these years, I’ve been ceaselessly searching, hoping to find your mother’s reincarnation, your brother’s reincarnation, and those people’s reincarnation, yet there’s not a trace, as if they have vanished completely, unable to find any clue!”

“The cosmos is too vast, with countless planets in the Mortal World; as for the Immortal Realm above, it’s even more vast and immense. They might reincarnate in some unknown corner, making it very difficult, perhaps impossible, to find them… If they encounter calamity and perish after reincarnation, it might be eternal farewell, never to be found again!”

“Reincarnation as strangers, that’s probably the way of it!”

Thinking about these matters, Lu Xuanji’s mood grows increasingly bitter.

After achieving formidable cultivation, one might not perish completely when faced with calamity; there’s a chance for reincarnation, an opportunity to start anew, a slim chance granted by the Great Cosmic Will.

Yet even in reincarnation, there are still too many uncertainties.

After reincarnation, one could be on a planet possibly at a great distance from the former life’s planet, almost impossible to meet; if reincarnated with weak cultivation, they might face strong enemies and suffer a fatal end, becoming utter void.

They might also, after reincarnation, fail to awaken past life memories, fading permanently into the past.

If convinced of this life’s existence over the past life, some might choose never to return.

Lu Xuanji said, “Fan’Er, I have only a few close people left. If you truly leave me… I’ll have no one close anymore, perhaps truly Supreme Forget Emotions, becoming the high Heavenly Dao, changing into something else.”

Lu Fan said, “Father, I simply don’t want to become a burden!”

Lu Xuanji said, “Fan’Er, you don’t understand. I wonder if many things are prearranged, if your destiny, my destiny, everyone’s destiny is being subtly maneuvered by an invisible hand that controls it all!”

“Moreover, are we truly alive? Perhaps we are merely living in the past, living in history, manipulated by an ultimate being capable of traveling through space-time, twisting it, resetting it all, making us think we’re living!”

Listening to his father speak in such cryptic terms, Lu Fan said, “Father, can anyone truly control a near-immortal cultivator’s destiny?”

“Is changing the past difficult?”

Lu Xuanji said, “It’s difficult, only because cultivation is weak!”

Lu Fan said, “Traversing space-time, altering past, present, future? If only the past could be changed, that would be wonderful; too many regrets reside in the past, yearning to go back and amend them! Alas, it’s impossible!”

“If such cultivators exist, able to manipulate everyone’s destiny ancient and present, all beings would be mere playthings, conjured or dispensed at will. The supreme being’s existence would become meaningless, akin to dreams and illusions, devoid of true purpose! Thus, all people and things would have no significance!”

Lu Xuanji said, “Perhaps, to certain beings, we fundamentally lack significance. We are merely mayflies in the river of time, negligible! Having transcended space-time, surveying past and future, intervening in the ebb and flow of history — for them, it’s innately meaningless!”

At this point, reminiscing a realm described in the past: Mythical Daluo

Mythical Daluo, viewing all time from above, altering past, altering present, altering future, is a mere effortless act, to them.

Therefore, what meaning does this world hold for them?

No meaning, they remain exalted, and after countless eons, would they become weary of such a meaningless existence, seeking something else?

Performing it all with solitude and transcendence, day by day, year upon year, this life may look detached and lofty, yet to them, it lacks any significance.

“Thus, I often think, becoming powerful should not be the goal. If one becomes a Mythical Daluo, living alone through time, able to twist space, change past, change present, change future. Yet unable to change oneself, to live happier, what then is the value of such freedom and invincibility!”

Lu Xuanji said, “Fan’Er, come to the Immortal Realm with me! I don’t wish for the final moment to find myself utterly alone!”

Lu Fan listened, nodding in agreement.

Lu Xuanji smiled, turning to leave.

He still had some people to reach out to, to share this good news.

The void shifted, and in a valley, he met his eldest disciple and shared these words.

The disciple replied, “Master, it’s unnecessary; with my own effort, I, too, can ascend to the Immortal Realm.”