"Alas... it is a long story. A century ago, Martial Uncle sensed that the Ancient Immortal Sect was facing a crisis of annihilation. He forcibly emerged from seclusion, severing his own path of immortal fortune."
"To ensure that the Sect Inheritance would not be cut off, he led us in relocating the Ancient Immortal Sect here to hide. He even spared no cost to damage his own cultivation, using the secret art of enlightenment empowerment to forcibly raise the cultivation of several of us."
"The price of this technique was not merely the loss of cultivation, but also the loss of Martial Uncle's life force. Now... his soul has finally returned to the Nine Springs."
Lin Hezhuo let out a soft sigh, his words brimming with boundless emotion.
"How... how could it be like this? So the cultivation I possess today came from Master's sacrifice? Had I known, I should never have agreed to Master's proposal that day. What did Out of Body stage cultivation matter? So long as I was willing to cultivate diligently, one day, I would certainly have reached such a realm myself."
Ren Lingrong's delicate body went limp, her face filled with sorrow.
"Martial Sister Lingrong need not grieve too deeply. Those who embark upon the path of cultivation may seek the pinnacle of the Immortal Path, seeking the way of everlasting life. Yet this road is rugged and arduous. No matter who it is, one must be prepared to die."
"Martial Uncle's righteousness was such that he sacrificed himself for the Sect Inheritance and the Sect's development. Such spirit is worthy of being learned from by every disciple and member of the sect."
"Besides, although Martial Uncle has fallen, his incarnation still remains. In a sense, his will can continue along the road he left