Eternal Comprehension: The Supreme Acendant

The next few days passed in a blur. Lu Feng remained in the Azure Mountain Sect, not as a disciple, but as an observer—an enigma whose presence was both captivating and unsettling. His comprehension of cultivation, and the world around him, surpassed that of anyone within the sect.

Each day, he walked through the halls of the sect, the energy of the place humming around him. The disciples practiced their martial arts, their stances flawed but filled with determination. The elder cultivators discussed complex cultivation techniques, but their words fell short in comparison to the depth of understanding Lu Feng possessed.

"Is this the true path?" he thought as he observed them. "This limited, linear progression, based on only the rules of qi and cultivation? The true path lies far beyond these confines."

His golden eyes gazed toward the distant mountains, their peaks reaching into the sky. In the back of his mind, Lu Feng felt the pull of something greater—an entire universe of knowledge waiting to be unraveled.

But before he could proceed on his own journey, there was something he needed to understand—the nature of qi in this world.

The Mastery of Energy

One evening, after the disciples had finished their practice, Lu Feng stood at the edge of the sect's training ground. The air was thick with the lingering presence of qi. As he extended his hand, the energy began to swirl around his fingers, each movement creating ripples in the air.

His fingers danced lightly through the air, tracing invisible patterns. His body, attuned to the natural world, moved in harmony with the energy. He wasn't summoning qi, nor was he drawing it in a traditional sense. Instead, he was simply allowing it to flow—like a river cutting through the land, changing its course at will.

The qi responded as if it knew its true master. It wasn't something to be forced or dominated. It was something to be understood, guided, and molded. And in that moment, Lu Feng felt a surge of insight flood his mind.

"This world's cultivation system… It's based on imbalances—on fighting for power. But true mastery doesn't come from battling for dominance over energy. It comes from being in perfect harmony with it."

And with that realization, his cultivation began to expand exponentially.

The Path of Immortal Cultivation

Lu Feng's cultivation progressed quickly, and yet, it was not just the depth of his qi that grew—it was the comprehension of the universe itself. With each passing day, he felt as though he were becoming one with the fabric of existence. Every star, every planet, every infinite grain of sand seemed to resonate with him.

His cultivation no longer relied on the traditional steps of gathering qi and refining it. Instead, his cultivation was tied to the very structure of reality. He no longer merely absorbed the energies around him. He reformed them, bending them to his will with ease.

The Ascension Begins

One night, Lu Feng sat alone atop the highest tower in the sect. The moonlight bathed him in a soft, ethereal glow, casting long shadows over the landscape. The wind whispered, and the world seemed to hold its breath.

In the distance, the lights of the sect flickered like small embers. But to Lu Feng, the world was much more than that. It was an open book, waiting for him to read it.

He closed his eyes and let the world around him fade away. In that moment, he entered the deep meditative state that had become second nature to him.

His soul expanded beyond the limits of the mortal realm. He felt the passage of time like never before. Every second stretched into eternity.

"This world is nothing but a single note in the symphony of the universe."

The path of immortal cultivation began to reveal itself—an endless journey where one's cultivation transcended the bounds of reality, becoming intertwined with the cosmos itself.

He had already seen the path—he knew what lay ahead.

But the challenge was no longer about strength. It was about understanding—about becoming the universe itself.

The Eons of Cultivation

And so, Lu Feng began his journey of cultivation, one that would span the longest stretches of time. He did not rush—it was not about the end but the understanding that would come from the journey.

As the days turned into weeks, and the weeks into months, Lu Feng immersed himself deeper into the nature of the universe. He spent years meditating, contemplating, and expanding his comprehension. The very essence of space, time, and reality began to bend to his will.

Over the course of what seemed like eternities, Lu Feng cultivated with a singular purpose: to master the universe itself. And as he did, he began to shift the very fabric of reality—shaping the world around him as if it were clay.

His abilities grew to godlike proportions. He could feel his connection to the stars, to the very core of the universe itself. The laws of space and time no longer held him back—he had become them.

The Journey to Earth

Time continued to slip away, until, at last, after what felt like 100,000,000,000,000,000 years, Lu Feng had reached the zenith of his understanding. The universe, in all its vastness and complexity, now lay at his fingertips.

But as he stood at the apex of his power, something tugged at him—a lingering thought.

Earth.

The place he had once called home.

His connection to the mortal realm, despite all the eons, had never fully faded. He had long since transcended it, but a part of him still sought the world from which he had come.

With a single thought, Lu Feng turned his attention to Earth.

And in an instant, he found himself standing in the same place he had left, under the same sky, with the same stars.

The Realization

As he looked around, Lu Feng realized something—only one minute had passed on Earth.

The world he had known had not aged. Time had stood still, as if his journey through the universe had been but a fleeting dream.

He had spent countless eons, yet Earth had not changed.

For the first time, Lu Feng allowed himself a smile.

"I have transcended time itself."