System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

Upon being confronted with the truth about the spiritual energy resurgence on Blue Star, revealed by Biluo, Chen Xuan was struck dumb, filled with resentment and unable to accept it. The truth felt like a heavy mountain, pressing down on him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe. Because the situation was completely out of his control, even the usually composed Chen Xuan couldn't help but swear.

Seeing Chen Xuan so exasperated, Biluo simply smiled faintly, a smile that seemed to carry a hint of helplessness and detachment.

"Fairy, you are all-powerful, could you lend a hand?" In the end, for the sake of the hundreds of millions of people in Longxia, Chen Xuan put aside his pride as an extreme cultivator and looked at Biluo with utmost respect, his eyes full of earnestness and expectation.

“If it’s just a bloodthirsty demon after the spiritual energy revival, I, Chen Xuan, have my own way of dealing with it. But if the source of this threat is the entire Blue Star, I really can’t think of a way to deal with it.”

His disciples Jiang Linglong, who are both his teacher and friend, the old Celestial Master, the respected elder Long Lao, the Taoist successor Wang Ye whom he values, and the fans who have supported him through countless nights in the live broadcast room...

Wait, there are too many. Chen Xuan cannot sever these ties.

Although he was confident that he could protect himself in the face of the emerging consciousness of the blue planet, if the world no longer had any human reproduction and birth, and all the familiar people and things turned into nothingness, then what would be the meaning of cultivating immortality and achieving longevity?

Is it truly necessary to be alone, accompanying the great path by oneself?

Do not!

This is definitely not the result I wanted!

Chen Xuan's eyes reddened, his gaze filled with determination and resolve as he looked directly at Biluo. "If the fairy is willing to help save the millions of people of Longxia, my life, Chen Xuan's life, will be yours from now on."

This was the first time Biluo had ever seen Chen Xuan so genuinely emotional, almost pleading. She was slightly moved, but still hesitated before saying, "Alright, don't get your hopes up. I'm just a being equivalent to the spirit of a magic weapon. How could I possibly have the power to change the world like this?" After a brief pause, as if she had made up her mind, she continued, "If I disregard the cost, perhaps I can save you."

Upon hearing Biluo's words, Chen Xuan was first taken aback, a look of disbelief flashing across his face. Then he shook his head with a bitter smile, his smile full of bitterness and helplessness.

"Very well, let's do our best and leave the rest to fate." With that, Chen Xuan slowly turned around and walked heavily toward the outside of the Bridge of Helplessness. Each step seemed to weigh a ton, and his lonely figure appeared even more desolate in the hazy mist.

Biluo watched Chen Xuan's departing figure disappear into the sky and sighed softly, "There are countless such desperate situations in the world of cultivation. Faced with a predicament that exceeds your own capabilities and forces you to make a difficult choice, what will you choose?"

"Your so-called strong Dao heart is only in this Dharma-ending Age. If one day you enter the true world of cultivation, facing powerful enemies, deep-seated hatred, and many more heartbreaking choices like these, can you still hold fast to your Dao heart?"

Biluo murmured softly, her voice echoing across the Bridge of Helplessness, carrying a hint of ethereal uncertainty.

She continued ladling the Meng Po soup from the pot, her movements mechanical and practiced, but her thoughts had already drifted far away.

"Let's see how things change. If you truly have the potential to become a Great Emperor, I, Biluo, will do my utmost to help you, even if it means eternal slumber."

With a heavy heart, Chen Xuan returned to the mortal realm from the underworld, as if he had lost his soul. He neither continued his cultivation nor attempted to refine and fuse the two fragments of the Eternal True Spirit that the system had just rewarded him with.

Faced with an almost certain death, even the usually resolute Chen Xuan couldn't help but feel a deep sense of frustration and powerlessness.

He felt that all his past efforts had suddenly become meaningless, and the road ahead was shrouded in endless darkness, with no glimmer of hope in sight.