Above The Sky

Chapter 2095 - 50: That’s Right, I Love You Too!

——What’s this guy up to? Even if you’re Ian, you can’t be so sentimental, can you?!

Anfa staggered a bit but managed not to fall. She felt dizzy and short of breath. The Elf (Dragon) Lady lifted her head with some effort and shook it to clear her mind: "What’s going on... he’s not dead, why act like it’s a final farewell?"

While Anfa was complaining, Ian had already left behind the stiff, white-haired, socially anxious researcher (the hug drained Adalbert of ten years’ worth of public interaction energy). Feeling discarded like a carapace after vitality was drawn from it, he turned to his blond friend, who had a face full of helplessness, and said seriously, "I love you, Yisen."

"I love you too, Ian... but do you really want to do this?" Yisen Gard said, frowning. After finishing his farewell hug with Ian, he asked puzzledly, "Now that we have the support of the Dragon King and the Fae, even the Four Great Orthodox Churches, not to mention the support from the Elves and Uncle Carlos, we have enough power to protect ourselves... You don’t need to take this risky step."

"I must go."

Ian patted Yisen Gard on the shoulder, and he said earnestly, "Because I take one step and see three steps ahead, and I’m no longer the Prophet—since that’s the case, I must explore possibilities beyond the Aether Perpetual Motion Machine."

"Rest assured, I won’t die, nor will I court death... I just need to seek the truth hidden behind the ’Aether’, to find ’true immortality’.

"Only then might I be able to face the real enemies we will encounter in the future, and not just play defense."

"...Sigh. No one can convince you on this matter." How could Yisen Gard not understand that all of Ian’s thoughts had a basis, and while his choices seemed unconventional, they were always correct?

So he said helplessly, "It just makes it harder for us."

"Yes, it’s hard on you." Ian smiled cheerfully, "I can never achieve everything on my own, so I need to rely on friends, and with your help, I can go further... But don’t worry, I won’t truly leave."

Saying this, he raised his hand, pointing towards the firmament, where a silver sun faintly shimmered: "Heart of Terra."

"As long as there’s a need, I will descend upon the Heart of Terra and return once more."

At this moment, Ian also noticed Anfa standing dumbfounded on the side, unsure of what was happening, seemingly arriving at an inopportune time. He raised his hand with a smile: "Ah, it’s just right, Anfa, you came at the perfect time!"

Thus speaking, he spread his arms and walked towards the bewildered Elf Girl: "I love you too, Anfa."

"Don’t make it sound like I’m some extra add-on!"

Anfa complained loudly, but she could see Ian was making an important farewell. She asked puzzledly, "What are you planning to do? I noticed you didn’t say goodbye to us before trying to become a Star God, don’t tell me you’re planning on doing something even more dangerous now!"

"It’s not exactly dangerous."

Releasing his hold, Ian shook his head: "It’s related to the essence of the Fae... I’m planning to find a ’true immortality’, not the ’Aetherial Immortality’ granted by the Great Aether Circulation."

"This is not something I can achieve alone, everyone, I need all of your help."

"I need you to help spread the ’Arcane Pathway’... not just to popularize it, but for everyone to, as much as possible, practice meditation techniques, the Prime Matter Furnace, transforming their souls into a form similar to the Fae."

"It’s a challenge." Anfa raised her eyebrows. She could see why Adalbert and Yisen Gard were worried before: "The first two things might be doable, but this postnatal Fae transformation... is incredibly difficult! It’s impossible without genius, and not everyone will be willing."

"That’s why it’s just as much as possible." Ian chuckled, very carefree: "With the Arcane Pathway, there won’t be too many fools, and there are quite a few people who want to become Fae."

"But I think, as long as a group follows my inheriting cultivation, practices my Dao, walks my path... ’I’ will not die so easily."

"It’s different from immortality; immortality is ’immortality for myself alone’, it’s my uniqueness, my talent. But this kind of immortality... I’m afraid everyone, more or less, can benefit from it."

He patted Anfa’s head, and before the pensive elf could get angry, Ian walked over to Brother Elan and embraced him seriously: "Elan, I love you."

"I love you too, Brother." Elan, who was not much younger and only a head shorter than Ian, still had a youthful air but had the light of wisdom in his eyes.

He looked up at Ian: "Elder Prude really misses you. Over the years... he’s been worrying about you, not daring to disturb you."

"I miss him too." Ian nodded slightly: "I’ll go see him soon, rest assured, to me, it’s just in a blink, I won’t forget all those who love me."

[Ian, Ian!][Father—]

Then came a fluctuation in the Domain of Void, and Hua’an and Frost Butterfly hurriedly arrived.

The two Fae had been in the New Continent recently, building the ’Fairy King Court’ with Frozen Fish Tutor and Mentor Gansong. Ian even celebrated his birthday there, threw a big party with the local Fae, set many future plans, yet didn’t expect to reach the final stage so soon.