Chapter 670: Master's Last Words, Standing Up Again

"Lin Xuan, listen to Master." Hunyuanzi spoke with all his remaining strength.

"Remember the words Master has taught you."

"Cultivating to become an Immortal is not just about power, but even more about one's original heart."

"No matter how powerful the strength, one must never lose their original intention."

These words struck the depths of Lin Xuan's soul like a sudden enlightenment.

Those beautiful memories buried by the violent bloodline surged forth like a tide.

He remembered the nervousness and unease when he first apprenticed.

At that time, he was just an ordinary youth, knowing nothing about cultivating to become an Immortal.

It was Master who accepted him and gave him a brand-new life.

He remembered the excitement of casting a spell for the first time.

When the faint spiritual power condensed in his palm, he was so excited he almost jumped up.

Master watched him from the side with a smile, eyes full of gratification and pride.

He remembered the figure of Master patiently guiding him.

No matter how many mistakes he made, Master would correct them tirelessly.

From the most basic breathing techniques to profound Art of Techniques mysteries, Master taught him everything he knew.

He remembered the warm times when the master and disciple would talk under the moon.

On those quiet nights, Master would share his insights on cultivating to become an Immortal with him.

Not only teaching spell techniques, but more importantly, teaching him how to conduct himself and handle affairs.

These beautiful memories formed a sharp contrast with the killing impulse of the Creation Bloodline.

On one side was the deep master-disciple bond, warm as a spring breeze.

On the other side was the cold, cruel, and endless slaughter.

"Master is right." Lin Xuan's voice became clear.

"Power is just a tool; the key lies in the heart that uses it."

"I almost forgot my original intention."

"Cultivating to become an Immortal is for protection, not for slaughter."

The Creation Bloodline sensed the awakening of the host's consciousness and launched a final counterattack.

Blood-red energy surged crazily, attempting to regain control of Lin Xuan's consciousness.

But this time, Lin Xuan was not overwhelmed.

Master's life essence gave him enough strength to resist the tyranny of the bloodline.

More importantly, he had found his original intention again.

That heart that wanted to protect the people who mattered.

"Get out!" Lin Xuan roared, a firm light flashing in his eyes.

"I will not be controlled by you again!"

White light erupted from within his body, suppressing the blood-red energy.

The Creation Bloodline let out an unwilling roar, but in the end, it was overcome by reason.

The blood-red light gradually dissipated, and Lin Xuan's eyes regained their clarity.

He looked at his dying Master before him, his heart feeling as if it were being cut by a knife.

"Master!" Lin Xuan threw himself beside Hunyuanzi, blood-red tears welling up in his eyes.

"It's all my fault, it's all because of me that you are like this!"

He reached out with trembling hands, wanting to stop the loss of Master's life essence.

But Hunyuanzi had already burned too much life force.

Even if the output were stopped now, it could not save a life that was about to wither away.

"No... it is not your fault." Hunyuanzi shook his head weakly.

"It is a side effect of the bloodline awakening; you could not control it."

"Master has never blamed you."

"Seeing you regain your reason, Master is satisfied."

Lin Xuan shook his head in pain, tears rolling down like broken pearls.

"Master, you cannot die!"

"I haven't properly repaid your kindness, I haven't let you see me achieve the Dao!"

"You said you would watch me reach the peak!"

Hunyuanzi raised his hand with difficulty, gently stroking Lin Xuan's cheek.

"Silly child, Master has already seen it."

"Being able to overcome the violence of the bloodline and persist in your original intention."

"This is the greatest achievement."

"Remember Master's words, no matter where you go, do not forget who you are."

"Power can destroy the world, and it can also save the world."

"The key lies in what kind of person you choose to become."

Nezha and Zhang Wuji also gathered around, looking at this old man who was about to pass away.

Their eyes were full of respect and reluctance to part.

Hunyuanzi saved Lin Xuan with his own life, and also saved the entire Upper Realm.

If not for his sacrifice, Lin Xuan would very likely have completely devolved into a killing machine.

By then, the entire Immortal cultivation world would have fallen into a bloody hell.

"Senior, you are a true hero," Nezha said, choking with sobs.

"We will never forget your kindness."

"That's right, Senior," Zhang Wuji said, his face also streaming with tears.

"You have interpreted with your life what a master's great love is."

Hunyuanzi looked at the three young people, a gratified smile appearing on his face.

"You are all good children."

"Lin Xuan, look after each other in the future."

"The road of Immortal cultivation is long; walking it alone is very lonely."

"With friends by your side, the road will be much easier to walk."

Lin Xuan nodded vigorously, unable to speak from choking back sobs.

He wished time could flow backward; he wished he had never awakened any Creation Bloodline.

If not for this power, Master would not have sacrificed his life to save him.

"Do not blame yourself," Hunyuanzi said, seeing through his thoughts.

"Bloodline is a gift, not a sin."

"The key is how to use this gift."

"Master believes you will use it to protect the innocent and uphold the righteous path."

"This is also Master's greatest wish."

After saying these words, Hunyuanzi's body became even more transparent.

His life had reached its end, but there was no pain on his face, only serenity.

Being able to save his most cherished disciple in the final moments of his life, he had no regrets.

"Master... Master..." Lin Xuan gripped Hunyuanzi's hand tightly.

"You cannot go; I still have so much to say to you."

"Master has... already heard..." Hunyuanzi's voice grew weaker and weaker.

"Live... well... do not... let down... Master's... sacrifice..."

Before the words had faded, Hunyuanzi's body completely turned into specks of starlight, dissipating into the night breeze.

Only a warm, white bead remained, lying quietly on the ground.

That was the crystallization of Hunyuanzi's thousands of years of cultivation, and also the final gift he left for his disciple.

"Master!" Lin Xuan roared toward the sky, his voice filled with sorrow and guilt.

Hunyuanzi felt the final moments of his life approaching and used all his strength to lift his trembling hand.

He gently stroked Lin Xuan's head, just as kindly as when they first met many years ago.

"Do not blame yourself, child."

"Being able to see you regain your reason, Master is already very satisfied."

Lin Xuan gripped his master's hand tightly, tears gushing out like a spring.

"Master, it is all my fault; if I could have controlled the bloodline..."

"Listen to Master," Hunyuanzi interrupted his self-reproach.

"Remember, power is just a tool; how you use it is the key."

"Do not let hatred blind your eyes, and do not let anger control your heart."

"A true powerhouse is someone who can control their own destiny."

These words were deeply imprinted in Lin Xuan's heart like a sudden enlightenment.

He knew Master was using his final life to point out the path ahead for him.

Hunyuanzi's voice grew lighter and lighter, but every word was incomparably clear.

"Master knows there is much confusion in your heart."

"But some paths must be walked by yourself."

"Remember the promise we made at Lingyue Peak."