Qian Renxue (56)

"Not 'can't be stripped away,'" Tang Wulin corrected, his tone serious. "But 'even if it's stripped away, I am still me.' I want to build a Cultivation System that doesn't center on the accumulation of power, but on the 'Deepening and Expansion of Existence.' Not pursuing how many laws I can control, but how deeply I understand 'existence itself'; not pursuing how powerful an attack I can unleash, but how clear and unshakable the mark that the existence called 'me' leaves in the universe can become."

He paused, as if organizing his thoughts, then continued, "Just like what I said to the Eye of Annihilation that day—the fact that rain once fell cannot be erased. What I want to do is make every 'rain' in my life—every choice, every moment of being moved, every time I loved and was loved—become an indelible fact in the universe. When there are enough of these 'facts,' when they are profound enough and connected into a web, my 'existence' will become so solid that no void can shake it."

Qian Renxue was stunned as she listened. This completely overturned the common sense of cultivation. Since ancient times, cultivation had been for becoming stronger, for control, for transcendence. But what her husband spoke of was the cultivation of "existence itself"—not forcing himself to surpass anyone, not pursuing control over anything, only making the existence called "himself" become more real, more profound, and more indelible.

"Then... how do you do it?" she asked the most crucial question.

Tang Wulin was silent for a moment, then shook his head. "I don't know."

"You don't know?"

"I don't know the specific method," Tang Wulin admitted openly, but there was no confusion in his eyes, only the light of exploration. "But I know the direction, and I know the