Nuwa, the goddess of immortality, said that cultivating immortality does not require spiritual energ

Seeing the group become sentimental about the future because of Li Yanran's words, Qin Le could somewhat understand their feelings—a sense of helplessness and reluctance at the thought that the bonds of family were about to be stretched further apart by time and space.

He thought for a moment, then looked at his companions who looked somewhat downcast, a relaxed smile spreading across his face, and said, "Alright, don't think about it so much. If you really miss home in the future, just tell me, and I'll send you back to visit your families."

These words were like a ray of sunshine, instantly dispelling the gloom.

Chen Yun was the first to realize, slapping his thigh as his earlier sadness vanished: "That's right! How could I forget about you! We have a 'privileged person' here!"

Upon hearing this, the others' eyes lit up, and they nodded in agreement, their worried expressions easing considerably.

Yes, Qin Le is also there.

He may not be able to directly help their relatives become immortals, but if they miss their families after they ascend to heaven, they can indeed ask Qin Le for help to travel between the two worlds to visit them.

Given his status as a direct disciple of the Sage Qin Le, it shouldn't be difficult for him to lead a few people on a private journey between the celestial and mortal realms.

Being able to come back regularly and know that their family is well is the greatest comfort for those of them who are destined to embark on the path to immortality.

At least, one doesn't have to face the cruel reality that ascension means eternal separation.

As for whether relatives can become immortals through their own efforts or by chance?

That's their own destiny, and they can't force it.

Qin Le's willingness to preach to them is already a tremendous favor; to ask for more would be greed.

Li Yanran, who had brought up the topic, looked at Qin Le speechlessly and pursed her lips: "Fine, you're powerful, you have connections, you have privileges. Forget what I just said."

She had subconsciously overlooked the advantages that Qin Le's status as a relative could bring—not that she forgot that Qin Le was a direct disciple of the sage, but that Qin Le was usually too low-key and almost never used this privilege.

In her memory, Qin Le only used this identity on those two trips to the underworld. Apart from that, he behaved no differently from an ordinary student.

Qin Le smiled and shook his head: "Actually, it's good that you brought it up. At least it reminded everyone and set a longer-term goal."

"Target? What target?" Chen Yun asked curiously.

"It's very simple," Qin Le said with a shrug. "After you ascend, you can work hard in the Heavenly Realm, try to collect some rare treasures that can help your loved ones prolong their lifespan or even directly become immortals, and then send them down. Wouldn't that truly prevent separation?"

"Yes! That's a good idea!" Chu Xiaonan's eyes lit up, and she excitedly slapped the table.

Upon hearing this, the others also had a sudden realization.

Yes!

They are only in their early twenties, and their parents and elders are only in their fifties or sixties. They already possess cultivation, so living for hundreds or even thousands of years is not a problem.

After they ascend to immortality, they still have time to strive and accumulate experience.

Over the past hundreds or thousands of years, it is entirely possible that the celestial realm could find longevity elixirs suitable for mortals, rare treasures to aid in enlightenment, or even treasures like enlightenment tea that can significantly increase the chances of enlightenment, and send them down to help loved ones break through!

Chu Xiaonan then thought of a crucial question: "By the way, what treasures in the Heavenly Realm would be suitable for our plan? Those with a high cost-performance ratio?"

Without much thought, Chen Yun blurted out, "The best ones are of course the nine-thousand-year-old peaches of immortality, the nine-turn golden pills, and the Dao-merging fruit. Eating them will instantly make you an immortal, without any side effects."

Li Yanran couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Can you be realistic? These three things were exhausted long ago during more than a thousand years of war. It's hard to say if there are any stockpiles left. Even if there are, they are strategic resources. How could we possibly obtain them at this stage?"

"Then let's settle for second best," Qin Le interjected, fully aware of the contents of the Supreme Lord Laozi's jade slip: "For example, the Enlightenment Tea is quite good. Although its effect is weakened for cultivators above the Celestial Immortal level, it has a miraculous effect on cultivators below the Celestial Immortal level in comprehending the laws. The production is actually not particularly low, but the consumption within the Celestial Realm is also high, so very little flows into the mortal world. The fact that one piece appeared at the last auction was already an exception."

"This is great! This is reliable!"

Chu Xiaonan nodded repeatedly, and the others also showed expressions of agreement.

While Enlightenment Tea cannot directly make one an immortal, it can greatly increase the probability of comprehending the laws of nature, which is like sending charcoal in snowy weather for loved ones who are stuck at a bottleneck.

And it sounds like with some effort, it might actually be possible to get it.

"Then let's make Enlightenment Tea our primary target!" Chen Yun waved his hand, his spirit soaring. "I refuse to believe that drinking a cup of Enlightenment Tea every day for ten or eight years won't lead to some kind of enlightenment!"

His words left everyone speechless. Qin Le sighed and reminded him, "Old Chen, do you know how long the effects of Enlightenment Tea last? One cup of tea can only last for about five or six days. Drink it every day? Are you planning to drink Enlightenment Tea like water? That's such a waste!"

"Oh, I see." Chen Yun said with a sudden realization, then waved his hand dismissively, "That's alright, one cup every five or six days won't make much difference! Our goal is—to use Enlightenment Tea to 'steep' everyone in the family into immortals!"

His statement amused everyone, and the atmosphere became relaxed again.

Apart from Qin Le and Li Yanran, the others secretly considered collecting Enlightenment Tea or other treasures with similar effects as one of their important goals after ascension.

After all, who wouldn't want to avoid the regret of being separated from their loved ones forever?

The days flowed peacefully amidst cultivation, study, and occasional banter. The first semester of senior year ended in the blink of an eye, and several days of vacation had already passed.

The sun was shining brightly that morning.

Li Yanran sat alone in the courtyard of her villa, an easel set up in front of her, and a snow-white canvas spread out.

She held a wolf-hair brush in her hand, the tip dipped in specially made spiritual ink, and was intently drawing something.

On the canvas, the outline of a spirited husky with a hint of wisdom in its eyes gradually emerges.

If Qin Le and the others were here, they would definitely recognize it—this is clearly the husky that Wang Zhiheng turned into after taking the Transformation Pill last time!

The paintbrush moved lightly across the canvas, making the husky's fur and expression increasingly lifelike.

As she was drawing, Li Yanran suddenly felt a clear mind, as if a flash of inspiration had appeared in her head. Her brushstrokes unconsciously quickened, yet remained incredibly precise.

The husky on the canvas seems to have been infused with a soul, its eyes are lively, its posture is vivid, and it looks like it might jump out at any moment.

Gradually, she entered a mysterious state.

The air around her rippled slightly, and wisps of the power of laws emerged from the void, gently surrounding her as if drawn by them.

More than two hours later, the surrounding power of law began to slowly recede, merging into Li Yanran's body bit by bit.

As the last trace of the power of law disappeared, Li Yanran let out a long sigh of relief, slowly opened her eyes, a glimmer of understanding flashed in her eyes, and a pleasant smile involuntarily appeared on her lips.

She looked down at the nearly finished painting in front of her—only a fluffy tail was missing. She picked up her brush, concentrated, and made the final few strokes.

The moment the tail was finished, the entire painting seemed to come alive. With a slight thought, Li Yanran gently infused the painting with the power of the laws she had just comprehended and integrated into herself.

A magical scene unfolded: the husky on the canvas blinked, swayed, and then leaped directly out of the two-dimensional canvas, landing with a thud on the grass in the yard!

It shook its head, ran happily to Li Yanran's feet, and affectionately rubbed its head against her leg, its tail wagging like a propeller.

Li Yanran crouched down and gently ruffled the husky's fluffy head, feeling the wonderful, almost tangible sensation between her fingertips and reality. She couldn't help but laugh, her eyes crinkling into crescents.

"Hehe... I've also figured out the law."

She took out her phone, opened that familiar group chat, and with a hint of smugness, sent a message:

Li Yanran: Everyone, I have some good news to report. I've also figured out the law!