One person: Lu Jin, do I look like your master?

Wang Xuan calmly watched Lu Jin, who had instantly erupted into rage and whose Qi swept through the entire hall like a storm. He showed no fear on his face, but simply shook his head slightly, his gaze clear and composed.

"Old Master Lu."

His voice remained calm, as if he were not addressing a top-tier master on the verge of losing control, but rather stating a simple fact.

“I know that the hatred between the Sanyi Sect and the Quanxing Sect runs deep, and I have heard about their past grievances and entanglements.”

He changed the subject, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable firmness:

"However, for me personally, Wang Xuan, if it weren't for my late father's kindness in finding lost items in the mountains and raising me, I would never be standing here talking to you today."

They've probably long since turned into a pile of bones, carried away by wolves and tigers in the mountains, or starved and frozen to death in the wilderness.

He paused, as if recalling something, and continued:

"The old Celestial Master asked me about my origins before. I told him then, and today I will tell you again—"

Wang Xuan met Lu Jin's eyes, which were practically spitting fire, and said, word by word, with absolute clarity:

"Those who nurtured me preserve my nature, and those who imparted knowledge to me are the Trinity."

“This is a fact, and I will not deny it, nor will I deny my father because of any outside opinions or grudges. He has a great debt of gratitude to me for raising me, a debt of gratitude as heavy as a mountain.”

After saying this, Wang Xuan said no more. He simply stood there quietly, looking at Lu Jin with a calm yet unwavering gaze, as if awaiting the other party's judgment, or as if he had already prepared to bear all the consequences.

At the height of his rage, Lu Jin was deeply moved after hearing Wang Xuan's incredibly frank, even somewhat "stubborn" words.

The impending thunderous rage was abruptly halted, as if blocked by an invisible dam!

He realized a problem—a crucial one that he had overlooked in his anger.

What right does Lu Jin have to get angry at Wang Xuan himself because of his father's background?

What right do they have to criticize a young man who has never harmed the Sanyi Sect and has instead carried forward the Sanyi Sect's unique skills?

As Wang Xuan himself said, without the kindness of that old man from the "Quanxing" sect...

So the genius who cultivated the Reverse Life Triple to such a level, who in a sense could even be said to have brought glory to the Sanyi Sect, simply could not exist today!

It died in infancy!

It was that old man who gave Wang Xuan life and the opportunity to grow, while the legacy of the predecessors of the Sanyi Sect gave Wang Xuan strength and a path.

For Wang Xuan, both of these were facts and acts of kindness.

Are you suggesting that he should deny his savior and his father just to appease the old grudges of the San Yi Sect?

How is that any different from betraying one's master and ancestors? Wouldn't that violate the core principle of "sincerity" of the San Yi Sect?

That makes sense, and the logic is sound.

But that was "Quanxing"! It was the "Quanxing" that Lu Jin hated to the bone, fought against all his life, and whose blood was stained with the blood of his fellow disciples!

Two extremely contradictory emotions were tearing and colliding wildly in Lu Jin's heart! On one hand, there was an indelible deep hatred, and on the other hand, there was an undeniable fact of gratitude and appreciation for talent!

The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he felt, and the more he felt that he had nowhere to vent his anger!

Reason told him that Wang Xuan was right, even worthy of respect; but emotionally, the words "Quanxing" were like a poisonous thorn, deeply embedded in his heart!

Lu Jin's face first turned ashen with rage, then flushed red as he struggled to control himself, and the veins on his forehead throbbed even more violently.

The violent energy emanating from his body became extremely unstable, fluctuating in strength and weakness, as if it were about to explode out of control at any moment!

He was like a volcano whose vent had been forcibly blocked, and he had completely turned "red hot"!

"Grandpa! Grandpa! What's wrong? Don't scare me! Take it easy! Catch your breath!"

When Lu Linglong saw her grandfather's appearance, she was so frightened that she forgot all her respect for Wang Xuan and rushed forward.

While calling out anxiously with a sob in her voice, she frantically patted Lu Jin's back to help him catch his breath, afraid that the old man would faint from anger.

Zhang Chulan, standing to the side, didn't even dare to breathe, his body stiff as he stood there, wishing he could turn into a pillar.

He came here today hoping to subtly inquire about this mysterious expert, but who would have thought he would stumble upon such an explosive scene!

He now only prays that he won't be caught in the crossfire.

Meanwhile, the old master Zhang Zhiwei remained as steady as a mountain, holding up his phone with the camera firmly fixed on Lu Jin, whose expression was changing and whose breathing was disordered.

The excitement and anticipation on his face were almost overflowing, and he was muttering to himself:

"Yes, yes, yes! That's the expression! Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! A once-in-a-lifetime moment! We need to get a clear shot..."

Finally, after an extremely intense and visible internal struggle, the violent Qi around Lu Jin receded abruptly like a tide.

He seemed to have all his strength drained away; his once upright body hunched slightly, and he let out a long, heavy sigh.

That tone was filled with endless helplessness, frustration, and a complex emotion of having to bow to reality.

He deflated instantly, like a punctured balloon.

"Sigh... Never mind, never mind..."

Lu Jin's voice was filled with deep weariness and a hint of hoarseness. He raised his head, looked at Wang Xuan who was still standing calmly in place with a complicated expression, and waved his hand.

"Kid...you did nothing wrong."

He paused, his tone carrying an indescribable emotion, even a hint of admiration:

“You…you did it. You achieved what our Sanyi Sect values ​​most, yet finds most difficult to achieve—'sincerity'! Sincerity to oneself, sincerity to gratitude, sincerity to the past. It was my…momentary obsession that led me to take my anger out on you.”

What else can he say at this point?

In terms of cultivation and strength, Lu Jin knew perfectly well that he was probably no match for this young man.

Personally speaking, regarding his contributions to the Sanyi Sect, Wang Xuan's very existence is the best proof that the Sanyi Sect's unique skills have not been lost and have been carried forward!

Let alone the fact that now only an old man and a young boy remain in the Sanyi Sect, even if we go back to the Sanyi Sect's most prosperous era decades ago...

A disciple like Wang Xuan, who has cultivated the Reverse Life Triple Realm to such a level, is definitely a treasure of the sect, a patriarch-level figure! He should be revered!

Could he possibly push away this once-in-a-millennium, orthodox successor of his own sect, simply because of the other party's adoptive father's background?

Even calling for his death? Then he would truly be the eternal sinner of the Sanyi Sect!

Upon hearing Lu Jin's words, especially the affirmation of his "sincerity," a faint but genuine smile finally appeared on Wang Xuan's face.

That smile, like the first melting of snow, dispelled the aloofness and coldness that had always clung to him.

Chapter 62: If success is not achieved, it will not mislead those who come after; if the path is blocked, there will always be those who follow.

Seeing that Lu Jin's emotions had finally stabilized from the intense conflict, although a trace of complicated resentment still lingered between his brows.

But at least reason had regained its advantage, and a faint, somewhat relieved smile appeared on Wang Xuan's face.

Seeing this, the old Taoist priest finally put down the phone that recorded the "precious historical materials" with satisfaction, stroked his long beard, and resumed his inscrutable onlooker demeanor.

Lu Jin took a deep breath, as if to exhale all the pent-up emotions in her chest.

When he looked at Wang Xuan again, his gaze had become much gentler, carrying the concern and curiosity of an elder for an outstanding junior.

"Wang Xuan."

He asked, his voice regaining its usual composure, though slightly hoarse.

"Now that we've laid everything bare, I won't dwell on the past any further. But... what are your plans for the future?"

He was very curious about where this young man, who possessed unparalleled cultivation yet had few worldly ties, would go in the future.

Will he retreat into seclusion like some reclusive masters, or will he stir up new waves in the world of extraordinary beings?

Wang Xuan did not answer Lu Jin's question directly. His gaze seemed to be directed at the boundless sky outside the hall, or perhaps at the more distant depths where the Great Dao resides.

He pondered for a moment, then uttered two sentences that seemed unrelated to the current issue, yet were profoundly meaningful:

“Old Master Lu, it is said that the Reverse Life Triple Realm allows one to return to one’s original nature, ascend to immortality, and attain the supreme Dao.”

He paused, then looked away, calmly addressing Lu Jin with a peculiar certainty and a hint of barely perceptible inquiry in his voice:

"But I'm still standing here now."

These words, like the evening drum and the morning bell, gently struck Lu Jin's heart.

Lu Jin was taken aback at first, then his eyes flashed with disbelief! He finally understood what Wang Xuan meant!

The third level of the Reverse Rebirth Triple Stage allows for ascension to immortality—this is the highest ideal and ultimate goal passed down through generations of the San Yi Sect.

However, Wang Xuan had already reached this legendary realm, yet he had not ascended to immortality and still truly existed in this world.

This shows what?

This suggests that the records in the classics are incorrect, or... this "third level" is not the end, and there is still a path after it, but the predecessors failed to pass through it, or the path has been cut off!

Ascension to immortality may just be a beautiful vision, or rather, it requires further breakthroughs to truly achieve!

Wang Xuan's purpose was neither to be content with the status quo nor to pursue worldly fame and fortune.

His goal is to explore the path beyond the "third level"! It is to remedy the potential flaws in the cultivation path of the Three Reversal Stages, and to open up new possibilities for those who come after!

"If success is not achieved, it will not mislead those who come after. If the path is blocked, there will always be those who come after."

Wang Xuan added softly, his tone calm, yet it contained an unwavering determination and spirit.

I will walk the paths that predecessors failed to traverse! I will complete the techniques that predecessors failed to perfect! This is his true "plan"!

"Good! Good! Good!"

After a moment of stunned silence, Lu Jin suddenly burst into an even more hearty, exhilarating laugh, tinged with a mixture of sorrow and ecstasy! He uttered three "good"s in succession, each one louder than the last!

He laughed until tears welled up again, but this time, it wasn't sadness or excitement, but a complete sense of relief and immense joy!

He knew better than anyone that the Reverse Rebirth Triple Technique was simply "unbreakable"!

This is a hidden pain deep in his heart that he dares not touch or even admit, and it is also the source of the unresolved issue that his mentor, Zuo Ruotong, ultimately suspected to be…

In addition, due to his inner demons from back then, he has not even reached the peak of the second level of reverse rebirth in the past few decades, let alone explore the mysteries of the third level or beyond.

He originally thought that it was already a blessing that the lineage of the Sanyi Sect had not been cut off, and that the ethereal "path to heaven" had long been completely annihilated with the departure of his mentor.

But now, Wang Xuan has appeared!

This young man not only reached a level that even his master couldn't determine if it was perfect, but more importantly, he possessed ambition and spirit that surpassed those of his predecessors!

He was not content with standing at the finish line; he wanted to examine the road, repair it, and even forge new paths!

This is infinitely better than him, an old man trapped in the past and unable to move forward! This is the true hope of the Trinity Sect!

"Good! Young Wang! You have great ambition!"

Lu Jin stopped laughing and patted Wang Xuan's shoulder hard. Although Wang Xuan did not move, his eyes were full of admiration and anticipation.

"Go ahead boldly and explore! No matter if the road ahead is full of thorns or a bottomless abyss, just keep moving forward!"

He straightened his back; although his cultivation was inferior, his sense of responsibility as one of the "Ten Elders" and an elder was evident.

"If you encounter any trivial matters or troubles that require manpower to resolve, or if you need any resources or information, feel free to contact me, the old man!"

I, Lu Jin, have been in the world of supernatural beings for over a hundred years; this old face of mine still holds some use! Even if it costs me my life, I will definitely clear some obstacles for you!

As she finished speaking, Lu Jin's tone became exceptionally solemn, even pleading, and her voice choked up again:

"If...if you really find the path, if you really succeed...then please...you must pass on the skills of the Trinity Sect, the path you have paved, with dignity and honor! Let the world know that the Trinity Sect is not a mere illusion!"

This was his greatest and final request. He saw the true hope of surpassing his teachers and bringing glory to his family.

Seeing the sincerity, expectation, and entrustment that almost overflowed in Lu Jin's eyes, Wang Xuan put away his smile and became solemn.

He didn't make any grand or impassioned vows; he simply met Lu Jin's gaze and nodded solemnly and clearly.

This nod, heavy as a thousand pounds, represented his promise.

With Wang Xuan's affirmative response, Lu Jin finally felt relieved.

He let out a long sigh of relief, as if a huge burden had been lifted, and he felt much lighter.

He then chatted briefly with the old Taoist master Zhang Zhiwei beside him, mainly instructing the old man not to take any more photos and discussing arrangements for the future of Longhu Mountain.

Afterwards, Lu Jin, along with Lu Linglong, who was still somewhat bewildered but clearly relieved, turned and left the main hall.

Although his back view was still aged, it seemed to be infused with new vitality, and his steps appeared more firm.

In the blink of an eye, only the old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei, Wang Xuan, and Zhang Chulan, who had been trying to minimize his presence and wished he could disappear, remained in the huge hall.

The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat subtle.