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

Around noon, Qin Le, Chen Yun, and Chu Xiaonan had just stepped out of the cafeteria when they ran into Wang Zhiheng and Li Yanran.

The two walked side by side, seemingly surrounded by a soft halo, their eyes brimming with affection that could not be hidden—the subtle aura of being in love was instantly captured by Qin Le and the other two.

Chen Yun and Qin Le exchanged a glance, and a mischievous smile appeared on their faces at the same time, their eyes filled with knowing looks.

Even the usually oblivious Chu Xiaonan noticed something this time and gave the two of them a genuine smile full of blessings.

When they looked at them like that, Wang Zhiheng and Li Yanran felt their faces flush and awkwardly looked away.

Wang Zhiheng was the first to regain his composure. He coughed lightly and looked at Qin Le: "Qin Le, can we talk?"

"Shall we talk privately?" Qin Le asked.

"No need," Wang Zhiheng shook his head. "Let's go together, it's perfect."

The group found a secluded pavilion and sat down. Wang Zhiheng looked at Qin Le, his expression serious, even showing a rare hint of embarrassment:

"Qin Le...can you preach to me? I'll pay you if you want."

pressure.

The ten-year deadline given by Li Wuyou weighed heavily on his heart like an invisible mountain. There was absolutely no way he could break through to the Celestial Immortal realm within ten years and ascend to immortality with Li Yanran by following a set path of cultivation.

He must rely on all external forces.

After discussing it with Li Yanran, the only and most suitable candidate they could think of was Qin Le. The benefits of listening to sermons were undeniable; they had already tasted the benefits of the sage's sermon last time.

In the mortal realm, besides Qin Le, there is probably no one else who is qualified and willing to give them private lessons.

Hearing this, Qin Le and the other two were all taken aback. Chen Yun then smiled and patted Wang Zhiheng on the shoulder:

"Old Wang, it seems you're under a lot of pressure this time."

Having learned about Li Yanran's background, they naturally understood what Wang Zhiheng was facing. If they were in her shoes, they would probably rack their brains to find any way to improve their cultivation.

As for Qin Le himself?

He had no concept of that at all.

"It is indeed very big," Wang Zhiheng readily admitted, looking earnestly at Qin Le: "Is it okay?"

"Sure," Qin Le smiled and readily agreed, "No need to charge. I'm going to tell Chen Yun and the others the story again in a couple of days, so you and Yanran can come along then."

Given his current situation, the maximum number of people he can maintain at his best during sermons is approximately ten. Adding Wang Zhiheng and Li Yanran wouldn't have a significant impact.

"Thanks."

Wang Zhiheng expressed his sincere gratitude and kept this favor in his heart.

Qin Le might not care, but he had to remember it and find a chance to repay him in the future.

At this moment, Li Yanran asked curiously, "You... you already preached to them before?"

Before Qin Le could answer, Chen Yun chuckled and said, "The effect is amazing! If it weren't for the fact that I have to rest for ten days or half a month after each lecture, I would pester Qin Le to give lectures every day."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhiheng and Li Yanran both looked at Chen Yun speechlessly, but they also became more curious about the effectiveness of Qin Le's sermon.

"Come on," Qin Le glanced at Chen Yun. "If you keep talking about this every day, how will you have time to tinker with your mecha and research your 'truth' weapons of mass destruction?"

Chen Yun was taken aback, then slapped his forehead: "Oh right! You have time to talk, but I haven't had time to listen."

Listening to Qin Le's sermons is important, but what about getting him to put aside his obsessive research into cultivation technology?

That won't work!

If he had to choose between the two, he would choose the latter without hesitation.

With the matter settled, Qin Le took out his phone and sent messages to Luo Qiuyue and Lu Qingshuang, informing them that Wang Zhiheng and Li Yanran would be joining the next sermon.

The two women quickly replied, both saying they had no objections—after all, they were also getting it for free, so they were aware of that.

As for whether Luo Qiuyue and Wang Zhiheng will feel awkward when they meet?

If the parties involved can handle it calmly, then bystanders need not overthink it.

After the others left, Qin Le wandered around the academy alone. Not long after, Lu Qingshuang found him, her face showing obvious hesitation.

The two sat down on a bench by the roadside, and Qin Le finally spoke: "Have you run into a problem?"

Lu Qingshuang didn't beat around the bush and asked directly, "Qin Le, do you think... it's better to comprehend more realms of understanding, or to focus on cultivating the one realm you've already comprehended?"

Ever since she grasped the essence of ice and snow, this question has been troubling her. Both have their advantages and disadvantages, making a simple choice difficult.

Understanding more artistic conceptions means having more ways to deal with the enemy and a more comprehensive improvement in combat power, but the risk is that you can't bite off more than you can chew and become a jack of all trades and master of none.

Focusing on cultivating a single state of mind can lead to purer and deeper insights, and a greater chance of touching its core and glimpsing the threshold of the laws, but the increase in combat power is relatively singular.

Of course, there is also the possibility that we can learn from others' experiences and improve ourselves; new ideas may enrich old insights.

But there is another possibility: learning everything but mastering nothing will lead to drifting further and further away from the true principles.

Unable to make a decision, she sought Qin Le's opinion.

"This question..." Qin Le thought for a moment, then asked in return, "Have you asked the Moon Goddess Chang'e about it?"

Lu Qingshuang shook her head: "The war in the Heavenly Realm is intense recently, and Master can't find the time to guide me."

Shortly after she grasped the essence of the concept, the Moon Goddess Chang'e informed her via telepathy that she needed to focus entirely on the war and would be unable to concentrate for about half a month. If her master were present, she wouldn't need to ask Qin Le.

Although she could wait for the fairy Chang'e to return, she did not want to waste this half-month.

"I see..." Qin Le nodded and offered his opinion: "My personal suggestion is—focus on one thing."

"Why?" Lu Qingshuang pressed.

What she needs is a reason that can convince herself, not just a conclusion.

"For immortality!" Qin Le's tone was calm, yet it carried a wisdom beyond his years: "Once you comprehend the laws and attain immortality, you will have unlimited time. At that time, you can study other things without any pressure. But before you achieve immortality, for you, and for anyone else, the primary and only goal should be immortality itself."

As someone who has already entered the realm of immortality, he sees things more clearly. The original purpose of cultivating immortality is, in the final analysis, to transcend the shackles of lifespan.

Powerful strength and mysterious supernatural abilities are merely byproducts of the pursuit of immortality.

Once one achieves the status of an Earth Immortal, their lifespan becomes endless, granting them unlimited resources and time to slowly devise ways to enhance their combat power and explore all the myriad laws.

Lu Qingshuang listened quietly, and after a long while, she let out a long sigh of relief.

"I see."

As one of the top geniuses of this generation, she is not dull.

She understood Qin Le's words—before attaining the infinite, one should not waste precious energy on finite trifles.

The infinite life force is the fundamental confidence to meet all challenges and explore all possibilities.

"Oh, right." Qin Le suddenly remembered something and casually asked, "What kind of artistic conception did you comprehend again?"

Although she didn't know why he suddenly asked, Lu Qingshuang answered truthfully, "The artistic conception of ice and snow."

"Hmm." Qin Le nodded, commenting in a relaxed tone, "It matches your temperament quite well."

Lu Qingshuang was slightly taken aback, then gave him a disgruntled look:

"I'm not an ice cube."