New Chapter: The End of a Generation's Life

Wang Xuan stood frozen in silence, recalling her in her youth, their acquaintance born from an argument. Back then, he had been somewhat reckless, kicking her into the lake in Ancheng and then, in a secret place, shoving her out of danger to rescue her. That's how they became acquainted.

In the latter half of her life, she often traveled far away, accompanied only by the Little Fox Immortal. She lived a quiet and gentle life, free from worldly strife, experiencing the tranquility of solitude in this mortal world.

She did not fight for the family's large fortune, keeping only enough for her own travels, and gave up most of it to her siblings, living in seclusion in this suburban mansion.

The Little Fox Immortal's eyes were red as it said, "I can feel her loneliness. She was passionate when she was young, but quiet and lonely after the age of thirty-five..." It sobbed as it grew old. Its black fur had turned gray, and although it had a high level of cultivation in its youth, it had gradually faded with the years.

Wang Xuan stood there motionless, his mind filled with thoughts of her every smile and gesture from her youth.

He squatted down and looked at her now with her head full of silver hair and her silent appearance, feeling an indescribable sadness in his heart.

He tucked a slightly disheveled strand of hair behind his ear, stood up, and placed a bouquet of flowers in front of her, their fragrance accompanying her aging face.

The Little Fox Immortal fairy sobbed, Great Grandmaster Horse lowered his head and shed tears. Wang Xuan slowly turned the pages of the book in his hand. It had obvious signs of wear and tear, and there were several photos of her when she was young tucked inside the pages. They were slightly yellowed, but you could still see her bright smile back then.

The book also includes a group photo of her in her youth with her friends, and he is in the photo, standing in the middle, with her smiling brightly to his right.

She was very beautiful when she was young, and had a lively and enthusiastic personality. After she turned thirty-five, she became more quiet.

"A little bit of spirit... a memento?" He noticed a very faint and blurry trace of spiritual energy in the pages of the book and in the photographs.

Wang Xuan gently protected the book with his Supernatural Factor, placing it against Wu Yin's heart. Then, he turned around Spiritual Heavenly Eye and searched the courtyard, the flowerbeds, and the place where she painted, hoping to find more faint "mementos".

There are some, but they are very faint and don't amount to much when they gather together.

Years later, on this day, the probe of the New Star once again captured Wang Xuan's figure in the sky, and some elderly people recognized him immediately.

The younger generation was amazed when they saw someone fly into the sky, but they quickly realized who it was.

He was as fast as lightning, appearing in various places in New Star, places that Wu Yin liked to linger in, places she was willing to go to in her lifetime.

He was collecting her "thoughts," and in the end, his spirit split into dozens or even hundreds, and his figure appeared wherever she had left her footprints.

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that those places all had stories behind them; they were places where these friends gathered, and he had participated in those gatherings in the past.

Are these "thoughts" considered dead spirits? They are somewhat different from pure spirits. After Wang Xuan gathered them together, he didn't know how to awaken them.

This was different from the primordial spirit light he understood, and the active spirit. Although he had caught up with many of them and Fusion and Unity, he could only sense a part of her former thoughts. There was no vibrant life, no living main consciousness.

How could he activate these thoughts? He searched through all the scriptures he remembered, but to no avail.

Many friends came to Wu Yin's funeral, and many of them showed obvious signs of aging, such as Zhong Qing with tears in her eyes, Zhong Cheng with red eyes, and Qing Mu with graying Qing Mu. In fact, Zhao Qinghan was the same; no one can stop the passage of time.

Even Huang Ming and Gu Mingxi, these cultivators from the Great Curtain, are no longer young.

There are very few ordinary people left from Wu Yin's era; those who are still alive are all very old, and most of those who came to see her off were her younger generation.

It was a coffin made of special materials, piled high with flowers.

Some tycoons pin their hopes on the future, wishing that one day future generations will discover an elixir of immortality. Before they die, they all want to preserve their bodies and look forward to the future.

That's why some hibernation pods and special coffins have been developed. Although everyone knows that if even the soul is gone, how can one be resurrected?

However, many people want to leave behind a beautiful memory.

Her friends Zhao Qinghan, Zhong Qing, and Ling Wei chose the best coffin for her to rest in, their eyes filled with tears, hoping to see her again one day.

Wang Xuan remained silent. Several people who were very important to him at New Star had passed away: Professor Lin, Zhao Zejun and his wife. Who would be next?

Wu Yin's death left him feeling choked with grief.

His primordial spirit entered the world behind the Life Land and carved out some Meteorite Fragment from the meteorite passage. He refined them into a special inner coffin, hoping to further preserve her physical body.

He picked some leaves of the celestial medicine that remained in the world after he died and placed them in the coffin.

When sealing the coffin, he sealed the book and the thoughts he had gathered inside within the meteorite coffin, and infused it with a large amount of rich, gentle, Supernatural Factor.

As time went by, Wang Xuan experienced the heavy feeling of losing friends time and time again. His childhood friends Zhao Mo and Lin Xuan also passed away one after another.

They were just ordinary people, and the fact that they lived to be over a hundred years old was the result of Wang Xuan cleansing their bodies, but in the end, he couldn't save them.

His university classmates, from Su Chan to Zhou Kun, and then to Xu Wenbo and Li Qingzhu, have all passed away one after another from a few years ago until now.

If we go to New Star, there will be no more class reunions; 99% of their generation will have reached the end of their lives.

Ninety-five years Supernatural Finale, Qin Cheng, who was also in the Old Earth Tu'an City, could no longer hold on. His face had aged, and his handsome appearance from back then was nowhere to be seen.

He took Wang Xuan's hand and said, "Old Wang, don't transfer any more Supernatural Factor to me. I've reached my limit; my spirit is decaying. I've lived to be 118 years old all thanks to your care. Qing Mu is right; I'm 'useless Cheng,' I have no talent for cultivation, and I relied entirely on you to help me. What more could I ask for than to live this long? I should go find Yang Lin. She's been gone for many years, and I often see her in my dreams. She must miss me terribly, and I miss her too. As for my children and grandchildren, they have their own blessings; I'm not worried. Let me call you 'Little Wang' one more time. Lately, I keep thinking about how we were when we first graduated; it feels like we just stepped out of the school gates. Being classmates with you, and being your best brother, in this life is worth it!"

"Get a good night's sleep. When you wake up, I'll still be here, and we'll still be good brothers." Wang Xuan held his hand, and when he saw him nod with a smile and his eyes filled with tears, his nose also tingled.

Indeed, it feels like just yesterday, back in the year they graduated, when they were busy trying to get into New Star, then first New Moon, and then New Star.

Back in their school days, Qin Cheng came from a wealthy family and often treated Wang Xuan to various restaurants to enjoy all kinds of delicious food in Ancheng. They also used to sit together and admire the beautiful girls on campus. Their youthful vigor and arrogance have now turned into a time of death.

Wang Xuan was Master of Nurturing Life, yet he couldn't save his best brother's life. He felt powerless. What was the point of cultivating himself to this point? Was he destined to watch his beloved, relatives, and best friends all pass away one by one?

He had read countless ancient books and scriptures, all of which said that the path to transcendence was ruthless. However, he did not want that kind of ending, nor did he want to sever all the ties he had with this mortal world.

"What can I do? How can I make a change?" he asked himself.

Do we need to become stronger to have the ability to intervene in all of this?

His cultivation speed was fast enough, but it wasn't as fast as the aging of his friends.

This time, Wang Xuan witnessed Qin Cheng's decaying spirit leave his body, transforming into thoughts that lingered in the places he cherished most in life, near the people and things he cared about most, before finally dissipating completely.

Wang Xuan collected all these thoughts and cherished Guiyi, his best friend in this life, yet he could not save her life.

Similarly, he sealed them all in special meteorite coffins, isolating them from the outside world and infusing them with Supernatural Factor.

Late that night, Wang Xuan drank a lot of wine, but he couldn't get drunk. Zhao Qinghan stayed with him, sipping her wine slowly.

Over the years, her hair has turned white. She is no longer young; youth the Vanished with time, and her once jet-black hair has turned into gray strands.

Wang Xuan's hair had also turned white, which was intentional, as he wanted to change along with her.

"Having come this far, I've realized I can't find any meaning in cultivation anymore." Wang Xuan and Zhao Qinghan sat shoulder to shoulder.

If you can't keep the people around you, and you're left to walk alone, what's the point?

In fact, he didn't have much "ambition." He embarked on this path entirely out of curiosity and exploration of the mysterious, wanting to see if there really were Transcendent Immortals.

Later, the curtain rose, and as they got to know each other better, Chaofan had no secrets from him anymore; he had found the answer.

In this world, he had almost no enemies left, having dealt with most of them. By this time, the lives of his generation were almost coming to an end, and he felt an increasingly profound sense of loneliness.

He had become Master of Nurturing Life, but one by one, the people around him passed away, and he could leave nothing behind.

He had read all sorts of novels and Records of Immortal Lords, and he found it hard to understand why some people could be so heartless and ruthless, abandoning their wives and children to embark on the so-called path to immortality alone.

After experiencing so much, he increasingly felt that he was not a person in myths and biographies, and that his pursuits were far removed from those of famous people.

Although he is an exception in this era who is able to cultivate, he is completely different from those protagonists of the era who can sever old ties and leave without a care in the world. He cannot do what they do.

He joked, "I'm just a nobody. Dominating, being invincible in Heaven and Earth? It's all irrelevant to me. Today, I no longer have such grand ambitions."

Zhao Qinghan looked at him and whispered, "Don't be down. The meaning of your cultivation, to keep going step by step, is perhaps so that you can see us again in the future."

In the same year, Chen Yongjie's wife, Guan Lin, passed away. Old Chen was depressed for a long time and began to feel nostalgic, often visiting the places where he and Guan Lin had left their footprints.

Qing Mu was quite old, was worried and often followed him around.

Ninety-seven years Supernatural Finale, a tremendous commotion arose from the Planar Crevice between the Yuntuo Starfield and the desolate land with the legend of the Supreme God, and light shone through.

Ever since the incident that happened here, warships have been stationed here to guard the area, and news is transmitted back to the Old Earth as soon as possible.

On that day, Wang Xuan boarded the Star Annihilator and went there in person.

Here's a handsome photo of Qin Cheng when he graduated.