"Not entirely."
Meeting the old man's gaze, Little Orange spoke slowly.
"The Archaic Road's reopening is an excellent opportunity for people like you. As far as I know, someone once attained true rebirth during one reopening of the Archaic Road.
At the end of the Archaic Road lies the Eternal Land. That person's resurrection may have been connected to it."
"The Eternal Land!"
A trace of astonishment appeared on the old man's face. The Eternal Land lay beyond the myriad heavens, free from the shackles of the mortal world, gathering the spiritual radiance of antiquity and the present.
Its Earth Veins connected to the Great Void, its spiritual energy shrouded everything in mist, its four seasons never ceased, its flowers bloomed without withering, and its fallen leaves were reborn.
Within it stood a divine tree that reached the heavens, called the Mystic Tree. Its roots ran deep and firm, piercing through antiquity and the present; its branches and leaves covered the firmament. It bore spirit fruits—eat one, and one could forget life and death, transcend the mundane, and cast off the ordinary.
If they could successfully reach the Eternal Land, perhaps there truly would be a turning point.
The old man's gaze shifted slightly as he looked at Little Orange. "Does the Eternal Land you speak of contain a divine tree called the Mystic Tree?"
Little Orange nodded. "Among the memories my mother passed down to me, there is indeed one related to the Mystic Tree. It blossoms once every thirty thousand years, bears fruit once every thirty thousand years, and the fruits take another thirty thousand years to ripen. They possess all manner of miraculous effects."
"I understand."
Understanding flashed through the old man's eyes. He nodded at Xu Chunniang and Little Orange.
"Thank you for telling me all