Script of Reincarnation

Lu Yang walked slowly through the courtyard, as quiet as usual.

There were several ancient trees planted around it, their branches extending over the stone paths and casting faint shadows beneath the afternoon sunlight.

At the center of the courtyard stood a small pavilion.

From a distance, Lu Yang could already hear Bai Qinglan’s voice and another young voice mixed within hers.

Lu Yang’s footsteps slowed slightly, but he wasn’t surprised, shaking his head with a faint smile.

He had already sensed the person inside with his Divine Sense.

A young man in his twenties sat opposite Bai Qinglan.

He had long black hair that fell naturally behind his shoulders, sharp eyes, and a handsome face. His appearance carried a heroic air, yet there was also an unmistakable nobility between his brows.

He was Fang Chen’s youngest son, Fang Jinxing.

"Uncle Lu."

Seeing Lu Yang walk over, Fang Jinxing immediately stood up and cupped his fists.

Lu Yang nodded lightly.

"Sit."

He walked over and calmly sat beside the stone table.

Bai Qinglan glanced at him, her aged face immediately revealing a faint smile.

"Did you break through?"

She could naturally sense that something about Lu Yang was different, and he had also entered seclusion a month ago saying that he was about to breakthrough.

It was not difficult to guess that the breakthrough had succeeded.

Lu Yang smiled, "Yes, finally reached the Ninth Stage."

Bai Qinglan’s eyes brightened.

"That’s good."

Fang Jinxing’s expression on the side also became excited as he hurriedly cupped his fists.

"Congratulations, Uncle Lu."

Lu Yang glanced at him.

"Your father finally has someone who caught up with him."

Fang Jinxing couldn’t help laughing.

"My father will probably be unhappy when he hears that."

"Perhaps." Lu Yang’s expression remained calm, but his lips involuntarily curled upwards.

Fang Chen had reached the Ninth Stage of Spirit Awakening Realm two years ago, and for these past two years, he had occasionally teased Lu Yang about it whenever they exchanged letters.

Now that Lu Yang had finally caught up, he naturally wouldn’t let the opportunity pass.

The three of them continued talking, but most of the conversation had nothing to do with cultivation.

Instead, they talked about ordinary matters, such as the recent changes in Canglan Prefecture City, some interesting things Fang Jinxing had encountered while traveling through the secular world, and even some trivial matters concerning the Wuyuan City.

Fang Jinxing had been traveling through the secular world for quite some time.

As a beloved grandson of Wuyuan King and a Spirit Awakening cultivator himself, he had naturally seen many things ordinary people could never see.

Yet, he still enjoyed returning to Canglan Prefecture. It was almost a habit at this point.

Whenever he left Wuyuan Provincial Capital, he would usually find an excuse to visit the Lu Family.

He had known Lu Qingxue since childhood, and the two of them had practically grown up together.

Although they were not related by blood, their relationship was no different from real siblings.

When they were young, they used to play together, and when they grew older, they occasionally discussed cultivation.

Fang Jinxing had always regarded Lu Yang as an elder whom he deeply respected.

In one particular a long while ago, he had accidentally said something he shouldn’t have.

Talking to Lu Yang, he felt like he was talking to his grandfather.

It wasn’t because of Lu Yang’s cultivation; how could a Spirit Awakening cultivator compare to a Qi Sea cultivator?

But it was because of his manner of speaking, his understanding of people, and his knowledge of the world.

Even when discussing matters that had nothing to do with cultivation, Lu Yang would occasionally say something that left Fang Jinxing thinking for several days.

At first, Fang Jinxing thought this was unique to himself.

Later, he discovered that several of his peers, even his oldest brother, felt the same. They all respected Lu Yang.

Lu Yang naturally didn’t know about these thoughts, and even if he did, he simply wouldn’t care.

His mental age was already approaching two hundred years.

Two lives in the cultivation world, combined with the memories of modern Earth, had given him an accumulation of experiences that ordinary cultivators couldn’t imagine.

In terms of actual life experience, Fang Jinxing’s grandfather, the Wuyuan King, could basically be considered his peer.

That was why Lu Yang’s manner naturally carried a calmness that did not belong to someone of his physical age.

...

Fang Jinxing stayed in Canglan Prefecture for another two days before leaving.

"Uncle Lu, Aunt Bai, I’ll come again next time."

Lu Yang nodded.

"Be careful when traveling."

"I will." Fang Jinxing smiled before turning around and leaving.

He had never actually told anyone what he truly thought whenever he met Lu Yang.

His Uncle Lu was always calm and composed.

Even when talking about mundane affairs, his voice remained gentle, yet that gentleness never weakened the majesty naturally carried by him.

Fang Jinxing had met many people during his travels.

Almost all of them seemed to be in a hurry.

Cultivators hurried to cultivate, mortals hurried to make a living, powerful cultivators hurried to pursue greater realms, and even those who possessed great authority seemed to be constantly chasing after something.

Even his grandfather was no exception.

Perhaps that was simply the nature of life.

A mortal’s lifespan was limited, even cultivators had limits.

How could one not hurry when time was constantly slipping through one’s grasp?

Lu Yang was the sole exception to this.

He never seemed to be in a hurry, as if he had already seen through something.

It was like time couldn’t pressure him in the slightest.

Fang Jinxing sometimes thought that perhaps only an existence standing incomprehensibly high above the Mortal World could possess such tranquility.

A True Immortal.

Only such a being might have enough time to be leisurely.

Thinking of this, Fang Jinxing couldn’t help admiring Lu Yang even more.

He occasionally wondered how his rash and loud mouthed father had managed to become sworn brothers with such a person.

...

Another year passed quietly, the seasons changing several times.

The cultivation world continued moving forward just as it always had.

Until one day, news arrived from the True Martial Sect that broke the tranquility of the Lu Family.

Lu Qingxue had broken through to the Spirit Awakening Realm!

When Lu Yang heard the news, he was sitting inside his courtyard, correcting the late stage Body Tempering Realm sword technique he had created after a full year of effort.

Although he remained noncommittal, a smile still appeared on his face.

His daughter had finally achieved Spirit Awakening.

...

A month later, a familiar figure appeared outside the Lu Family.

A young woman slowly walked through the gates.

She wore the robes of the True Martial Sect’s Alchemy Hall, and a true inheritor badge belonging to the True Martial Sect hung around her waist.

Her long black hair flowed naturally behind her slender figure, her appearance already that of a beautiful young lady.

At twenty-one years old, Lu Qingxue had already become the most dazzling geniuse of the True Martial Sect, ranked first among the current generation prodigies of the True Martial Sect.

The name of Hall Master Su’s disciple had long since spread throughout the entire Wuyuan Province, and now, she had officially entered the Spirit Awakening Realm.

She had accomplished what many cultivators could only dream of at the age of twenty-one.

Lu Qingxue first paid respects to Lu Yuanfeng.

Her older cousin was now the Family Head of the Lu Family.

Lu Yuanfeng was already in the middle stages of Spirit Awakening Realm, and although he had just taken over the family some years ago, he had already established his authority over the clan.

After speaking with him for a while, Lu Qingxue directly went towards her parents’ courtyard.

She had barely stepped inside when she saw Bai Qinglan.

"Mom." A smile emerged on her face as she called out softly.

Bai Qinglan’s face immediately brightened.

"Xue’er."

The two embraced briefly.

Lu Qingxue then continued forward, eventually, arriving at the pavilion.

There, Lu Yang was already waiting for her.

The moment he saw her, he couldn’t help but let out a faint sigh filled with pride and helplessness.

His Divine Sense swept over her, accurately determining her cultivation.

Spirit Awakening Realm at twenty-one years old.

Lu Yang’s eyes became somewhat complicated.

He had only managed to reach the Spirit Awakening Realm at twenty-nine in this lifetime.

His daughter achieved it eight years earlier than him.

The difference seemed small when spoken aloud, but Lu Yang knew exactly how terrifying it was.

His daughter had completely crushed his record.

Lu Yang slowly smiled and shook his head.

"Not bad."

Lu Qingxue’s lips curled upward, obviously trying very hard not to laugh at her old man trying to save face.

"Not bad? That’s all?" Her eyes curved slightly.

Lu Yang looked at her.

"What else should I say?"

Lu Qingxue immediately spoke up shamelessly.

"You could say that your daughter is amazing."

Lu Yang nodded seriously at her words.

"Indeed, my daughter is amazing."

Lu Qingxue finally couldn’t hold back her smile.

A female disciple had followed her into the courtyard.

At Lu Qingxue’s gesture, the disciple immediately stepped forward, holding up a jade box with both hands in a respectful posture.

"Senior Lu."

Lu Yang glanced at the jade box, raising an eyebrow, "This is?"

Lu Qingxue smiled.

"A gift."

Lu Yang frowned slightly.

"Why are you giving me a gift? You are the one who broke through."

Not answering the question, Lu Qingxue pushed the jade box forward.

Lu Yang didn’t immediately accept it but instead looked at his daughter with a questioning gaze.

However, Lu Qingxue clearly had no intention of explaining.

Lu Yang could already faintly sense that something inside the box was unusual.

After Lu Qingxue urged him several times, he finally accepted the jade box, sweeping his Divine Sense over it.

There was no danger, obviously, only an extremely faint medicinal fragrance seeping through the jade.

Lu Yang’s expression changed slightly as he slowly opened the box.

The moment the lid was lifted, a rich medicinal fragrance immediately spread throughout the pavilion.

Inside the jade box lay a thumb-sized jade green pill.

The pill was crystal clear with a glossy texture, and its surface seemed to contain faint, mysterious patterns.

A strange medicinal radiance continuously flowed through it.

Looking at the pill, Lu Yang’s pupils contracted sharply, his expression finally changing.

A Qi Transformation Heart-Protecting Pill!