Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

The room was quiet, with only the occasional sound of her faint breathing.

"grandmother……"

Fan Zui squatted down by the bed, his eyes slightly moist, but he tried hard to suppress it and not let himself utter a trace of sadness.

Upon hearing his voice, the old lady's two thin, trembling hands reached out and grasped his.

He handed over an antique-looking, fragrant medicine box made from the Autumn Water Immortal Wood, guarded by countless demons deep in the East Sea.

This medicine box looks very unusual at first glance, and its origin is extraordinary.

The box exudes a calm and ancient aura. Its rectangular shape gleams with mottled wood green, depicting an ordinary yet mysterious structure.

Whether it's the pattern on the lid or the textured surface of the box, it all showcases the passage of time and the weight of history.

Upon closer inspection, you'll find a large, lifelike phoenix standing upright on the box lid, as if it's about to take flight.

The pattern on the box is composed of raised bumps of different sizes, presenting a very complex design that seems to hide profound mysteries and inspires imagination.

The entire box resembles an ancient secret manual, offering people an unparalleled aesthetic experience and immersing them in the endless river of history.

"Keep it safe and take it later. It will probably open up all the meridians in your body, awaken your talents, and allow you to begin your cultivation."

Although the old lady's voice was clear, it sounded somewhat weak and powerless.

Looking at the box in his hand, Fan Zui naturally knew that this was probably the legendary Phoenix Rebirth Pill.

It is said that by consuming it, one can be reborn from the ashes, gain the power of the phoenix, and thus look down upon the entire human world.

Knowing full well that this elixir would help him open up all the meridians in his body, awaken his talent, and begin his cultivation, he could even travel ten thousand miles a day.

However, holding it in his hand, Fan Zui felt no joy at all.

I even had an urge to throw it away.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he broke free from the old lady's hand.

Upon opening the pill box, one could see a pill lying inside, entirely fiery red in color, shaped like a phoenix flame, emitting a fragrant aroma that instantly invigorated the spirit.

A thought suddenly popped into my head: Take it, take it.

The next moment, Fan Zui grabbed the pill and stuffed it into the old lady's mouth.

He knew that even if the old lady died, she would never agree to his actions.

Therefore, he hesitated almost without any hesitation and did not consult with the old lady.

So they did just that.

Moreover, their actions were swift, decisive, and could even be described as somewhat barbaric.

The pill had been placed to the old lady's lips, but she found that her body suddenly became unable to move.

Grandma, you!

Fan Zui's eyes widened.

It turns out that the old lady was actually a cultivator, and her level of cultivation was extremely high.

Although not at the Celestial Realm, it's probably not far off.

Moreover, what she cultivated was the divine sense, a talent that is one in ten thousand among those who have awakened their innate abilities.

"You silly boy, I went to great lengths to snatch this Phoenix Nirvana Golden Pill from the Phoenix. How could you waste it like this?"

The old lady's words showed no regard for her own life or death, but rather a strong anger towards Fan Zui's actions.

Although Fan Zui's actions moved her, she did not show it at all.

Seeing that Fan Zui opened his mouth as if to say something, the old lady immediately interrupted him:

"Your godfather's cultivation has been completely destroyed, and he can no longer deter those petty villains. Although he still holds great power, the Fan family is gradually declining."

Grandma was just an ordinary person, and she was lucky to have lived so many more years; she was already content.

You absolutely must not waste this Phoenix Nirvana Elixir.

Remember, the future of the Fan family, and the future of the world, depends entirely on you.

Be a man, don't act like those sheltered young ladies, crying and whining.

As she spoke, she used her divine sense to control Fan Zui's fighting strength to get up, and then put the pill into his mouth.

Only after seeing his throat move and him swallow the pill did the old lady release her grip on him.

"grandmother……"

Fan Zui's eyes were filled with tears, and he was at a loss for words.

With a thud, he instantly knelt before the bed.

“Grandma, I’m just an adopted child of my godfather. I have no talent and even caused my godfather to lose his extraordinary cultivation. But after all these years, why are you still so good to me, even at all costs?”

As he spoke, Fan Zui finally voiced the doubts that had been suppressed deep within his heart for so many years.

"Silly boy!"

The old lady lay in bed and reached out to touch his head.

"There are some things that Grandma can't tell you now, but you'll understand in the future."

The people your godfather sent should be arriving in Yangzhou soon. Pack your things and set off for the capital; that's where your stage will be.

Remember this: cultivate yourself diligently and become the greatest person in the world in the future.

If he meets a girl he likes, he will marry her.

Grandma has prepared a lot of betrothal gifts for you, and you'll need them all.

If that person doesn't like you, that's fine too; just bring them back.

Oh, I'm getting old and forgetful. I almost forgot to tell you that I arranged a marriage for you back then, a childhood betrothal, in the capital.

When you go to the capital, go see that girl first. If you like her, marry her; if you don't, break off the engagement.

The appointment letter is with your godfather; he'll give it to you later.

At this moment, the old lady's face grew paler and paler, and her life force was rapidly fading away.

She spoke each sentence as if giving final instructions on her final journey through life.

It seemed to express the doting affection one has for the adopted grandson in front of them, whom they have spoiled their whole life.

He patiently arranged his next steps.

As her life force faded, she began to lose her senses and her speech became intermittent.

Tears rolled down Fan Zui's cheeks, one by one, and slid down her cheeks and onto the ground.

A faint ticking sound could be heard.

My heart is filled with endless sorrow, and scenes from the past flash through my mind.

Tears welled up like a spring, unstoppable, and streamed down her face.

Weeping silently.

I still remember the old lady's teachings: be strong, be strong.

Don't cry, don't cry!

However, the tears just wouldn't stop, dripping down her cheeks.

"Orange." In a daze, the old lady called out softly.

Upon hearing this, the maid who had been guarding outside the door, her face streaked with tears and sobbing uncontrollably, immediately rushed in.

He knelt down on the ground, took the old lady's hand, and cried loudly, tears streaming down his face.

"Madam, please don't die..."

"Ju Zi, my days are numbered. After I pass away, you will stay with Fan Zui and become his concubine."

The old lady patted the orange's head.

In an instant, the old lady's face, which had been extremely pale, finally regained some color.

Back to light.

"Madam, I'll do whatever you say, please don't die..."

Orange's pleading voice was filled with sobs.

As she spoke, the old lady's hand, which had been resting on her head, slowly and limply fell to the ground.

Suddenly, Fan Zui seemed to remember something and pulled the orange away.

He brought his two fingers together, forming a knife, and cut his own wrist.

Just as Ju Zi was about to turn her grief into anger, she saw Fan Zui place his own bleeding wrist against the lips of the already dead old lady.

Chapter 25

The afternoon sun was warm and gentle.

A gentle breeze rustled through the verdant leaves, creating a soft, rustling sound, like a cheerful natural symphony.