"An immortal cultivator will eventually become a corrupted being once corruption reaches its final stage? But isn't there some force with a pattern that controls rebirth and regeneration?" I hurriedly asked.
"Is there anything under heaven and earth that does not decay? Have you ever seen something imperishable? Whether it takes several thousand years or tens of thousands, everything will eventually rot. External factors will only keep accelerating the speed of its decay. Immortal cultivators are no exception. You may last through hundreds of millions of years, but does that mean you are immortal? In the end, you will still wither and decay. Besides, even something that does not decay can still die, can't it? This innate corruption aura is an aura that accelerates the entire process of decay. Wherever it passes, everything turns into dust and filth. The earth and sky alike rapidly decay and perish. Immortality no longer exists in this world. Do you understand?" Dongfang Fu said lightly.
"Immortality doesn't exist? Then what is everyone cultivating for?" I asked blankly.
"To cultivate deathlessness, to resist corruption—why shouldn't we cultivate? Oh, do you really think there is such a thing as a once-and-for-all solution? If a Saint were deathless and indestructible, wouldn't the existence of innate corruption aura be superfluous? Between heaven and earth, all things give rise to and restrain one another. There is yin and yang, right and wrong, fast and slow. We cannot turn our hands over and have everything go as we please, severing every possibility we do not want to come. All we can do is tilt and balance between these two extremes. Whatever you want, you move toward it, but an opposite force will also exist. Nothing is without an end. Do you understand now? When things reach an extreme, they must