Chapter 688 – Splendid Stage

Wali Village.

The old granny looked at the old man who was still lying unconscious on the bed, her eyes filled with helpless fear.

Perhaps because they had relied on each other for so many years, an unusual connection seemed to exist between the two of them – she faintly felt that the old man’s life force was constantly leaking away. As time passed, he grew closer and closer to death.

And today should be his limit.

The old granny’s shivering hand held onto the old man’s, her weak voice mumbling as if she were trying to speak to him.

In my lifetime, you never hated me or disdained me because I was a mute. You have always been kind to me and respected me. I feel nothing but gratitude for you in my heart.

Don’t be afraid. Everyone must welcome death eventually. I won’t have you walk on the road to the yellow springs alone. Please wait for me.

To live my life with you and die on the same day with you, there is nothing that would make me happier.

Tears flowed out from the edges of the old granny’s eyes and her expression calmed down. She quietly sat in a wooden chair beside the bed, waiting for the old man’s final moments to arrive.

Suddenly, the courtyard doors were shoved open from the outside, following by the rapid sound of footsteps. The old granny was left absent-minded for a moment. When she regained herself, she pushed open the door and looked outside.

All of a sudden, her eyes flew open.

Qin Yu smiled, “Granny, I’m back. Don’t worry, nothing will happen to old sir.”

Three days later.

A still weak Old Man Zhou sat down in a chair, basking in the sun with a blanket covering him. As Qin Yu was woodworking, he gave some directions from the side.

“The things that a person promises to others need to be completed. These things have been delayed long enough; they have to be sent out as soon as possible.”

Qin Yu smiled and agreed. “You can rest assured. Although I have never done any woodworking, with your guidance I’m sure I’ll do a great job.”

“Of course. Hey, don’t forget who the one teaching you is. Out of the eight villages in the surrounding ten miles, I am the most skilled carpenter there is. If you are able to learn my craftsmanship, you’ll be able to eat and drink your life away without worries.”

The granny carried some medicine over. Staring at the bragging old man, she opened her mouth and ‘ahh’ed’ a few times at him. Qin Yu didn’t understand the meaning behind it, but the old man’s face flushed red. “I know, I know, I won’t go out and randomly take on work anymore. I’ve heard this dozens of times already. Aren’t you tired of repeating the same thing?”

Even though he mouthed out some complaints, there was still some dread on his face. He took the bowl of medicinal soup and drank it all in a few gulps. The bitterness caused his eyes to widen as he chewed on some tea leaves to counteract the taste.

The granny glared at him and then took away the bowl. Soon, she came back with a cup of milk tea, laughing as she handed it to Qin Yu.

“Thank you, granny!” Qin Yu drank the hot and fragrant milk tea, a satisfied smile on his face. His life here had finally returned to normal. But just as this thought occurred, he was left stunned. Since when did he consider this a normal life?

Was this sort of peaceful and tranquil life what he always yearned for in his bones? But, reality was harsh. He knew that these kinds of ordinary and average days would soon come to an end.

After taking two blood flame fruits and restoring a portion of his mortal body’s strength, he could now compare with an early Blue Sea realm. With the purpleback bluewing ants supporting him, he wouldn’t be easily killed by anyone as long as he was cautious.

Qin Yu had to leave this place. He needed to return to the dangerous world of cultivators and figure out a way to heal his wounds and increase his strength.

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“That pathetic whore, that damned whore! I’ll kill her, I’ll definitely kill her!” A youth lay back against a bed. Disregarding his pale face, he was undoubtedly a delicate and pretty young man. But right now his face was twisted with anger.

A physician cultivator was treating the lower half of his body. His face was covered in sweat. A long time after, the preliminary cleaning was finished. He let out a long sigh before standing up and retreating from the room.

“What’s the situation like?” A cultivator with graying temples asked in a low voice, his expression dignified.

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