Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now! Chapter 1217 - 362: [Mending the Heavens]_3

At this point, Liu Jianshan paused again, his tone unambiguously pleading: "So, I wish to ask and also implore Mr. Chen.

Can I, Liu, not die temporarily?"

Chen Yan sighed deeply: "Since ancient times, those unable to see through the barrier of life and death are certainly not limited to you, Mr. Liu Sr. The First Emperor, despite his ambitions to conquer the world, was deceived by the alchemist Xu Fu, placing his hopes for immortality on the ethereal. How many emperors were obsessed with alchemy, how many sovereigns neglected their duties, how many prominent figures engaged in so many absurd actions in pursuit of longevity and immortality..."

Liu Jianshan shuddered, whispering: "I know what I seek is too insubstantial, too elusive, but for the safety of the Liu family, I have no choice but to ask."

Chen Yan nodded, quietly gazing at Liu Jianshan: "Mr. Liu Sr., I shall answer you truthfully: I cannot extend a person’s originally destined lifespan."

Liu Jianshan’s eyes suddenly revealed immense disappointment, his body instinctively leaning back, with deep concern etched across his brows.

"So... just one day left... a day, alas... not much can be done in a day, I’m afraid it’s not enough..."

Watching the old man murmuring softly, Chen Yan gently reached out, patting the back of Liu Jianshan’s aged, frail hand placed on the table.

"I said I cannot extend a person’s originally destined lifespan, but... I certainly can allow you to live a little longer."

Liu Jianshan trembled, suddenly looking up at Chen Yan: "How, how is that possible?!"

"Lifespan is determined by the heavens!" Chen Yan’s expression was solemn, his tone authoritative, emphasizing each word forcefully: "The ultimate limit of a person’s lifespan is set at the very moment they become a life conceived.

Throughout one’s life, this lifespan hangs like a ceiling above one’s head. No matter how wealthy or powerful you become, even with the world’s best medical care and nurturing methods, you cannot surpass this ceiling."

Liu Jianshan’s gaze grew increasingly perplexed: "Then..."

Chen Yan smiled: "But, the truth is, everyone, every person never truly reaches their own ’ceiling’."

Liu Jianshan was momentarily stunned, but as a highly intelligent person, after a brief contemplation, his eyes suddenly brightened!

"Lifespan is merely a theoretical number, a theoretical limit like... a potential value.

Yet in this world, no one can fulfill this potential value entirely.

From the moment each person arrives in this world, all life’s interactions and events—each causing various degrees of damage—will prevent individuals from reaching their originally destined lifespan.

A person originally destined to live to eighty might have that lifespan reduced by ten or twenty years due to a severe illness inflicted by misfortune.

Another destined to live to ninety years might die prematurely due to adverse circumstances of fate!

Theoretically, every minor experience from childhood to maturity could directly or indirectly shorten one’s lifespan.

A careless viral infection, a joint sprain during sports...

All these encounters subtract from one’s original lifespan, performing subtraction.

Thus, I tell you that in this world, no one, not a single person, has ever completely fulfilled their maximum potential lifespan."

At this point, Chen Yan paused: "Among life’s various subtractions, the lifespan loss from accidents can sometimes be recovered, but others cannot.

Ultimately, there is always some space, some means to recover a portion of it.

So, I tell you, I cannot lengthen a person’s destined lifespan.

But..."

Liu Jianshan’s eyes shone brightly, fixed on Chen Yan, as if they harbored a flame.

"However, I indeed have a way to recover some of the lifespan that was lost due to decades of life’s accidental wear and tear."

Speaking, Chen Yan looked straight at Liu Jianshan: "Yes, Mr. Liu Sr., I indeed have a method to let you live a little longer."

Liu Jianshan’s eyes flashed with a peculiar light, his voice hoarse as he softly asked: "Then, if you exert your maximum effort, how much longer can I live?"

Chen Yan shook his head: "That’s not the meaning—not my maximum effort, nor about effort at all. Your lifespan is already set; I can only recover a portion of what originally belonged to you but was accidentally lost.

Regardless of my effort, that number stands."

Chen Yan had to make this very clear, otherwise, letting the other think he could control the elasticity of life might lead to future troubles.

"I misjudged." Liu Jianshan quickly corrected himself: "Then may I ask, Mr. Chen, if you help recover what originally belonged to me, how much time will I have?"

Chen Yan gazed at Liu Jianshan, having already carefully examined the other’s life chart and calculated over and over.

Even Liu Jianshan’s birthdate and Eight Characters were provided yesterday before going to the hospital, as Chu Keqing had informed him—since hiring the profound cultivator master, such information had been long provided.