Mind Reading + Space + Apocalypse + Group Favoritism + Big Shot + Transmigrated + No Romance + Ensemble Cast
Ye Zhi self-destructed her divine soul to prevent demons from invading the cultiva...
Ye Zhi felt a pang of guilt when she saw her mother and grandfather, whose foreheads were covered in cold sweat.
Open your mouth and make a sound, "Ah, ah." Mom, I'm here!
The two were drawn by the noises coming from the bed.
Song Yuanqing, who was rummaging through the cabinet, and Old Master Song, who was searching on the balcony, both turned their heads at the same time.
Seeing Ye Zhi smiling sweetly at them from the bed.
Song Yuanqing rushed to Ye Zhi's side, trembling as he picked her up, murmuring, "Little Sweet Bean is still here, Mommy's Little Sweet Bean is still here."
Grandpa Song also drove his electric wheelchair to the bedside and held Ye Zhi's small hand in his large hand.
The old man's eyes filled with tears.
Ye Zhi wanted to explain, but she couldn't speak, so she could only prove where she had just gone with her actions.
This is a good opportunity to test whether her family members can also access the space.
For some reason, Ye Zhi, who was usually very wary of people in the cultivation world, had complete trust in her family here.
Perhaps it was their genuine affection and love for her that came from the bottom of their hearts.
That made her accept them immediately.
In fact, this was her only relative in both her lifetimes.
In her first life, Lan Xing had no parents; her master in the Xuanmen sect took her in.
In the cultivation world, Heaven had no mercy on her—no, Heaven never had any mercy on her. The wicked Heavenly Dao directly sent her back to her original body and soul.
The second life, which is the one where I transmigrated into the book.
Ye Zhi held Song Yuanqing's and Old Master Song's hands in her two small hands respectively.
Silently repeat "Go in" in your mind.
Song Yuanqing and Old Master Song were completely baffled.
What is my daughter saying, "Go inside?"
What is my dear granddaughter saying?
The view they were seeing suddenly changed.
The bedroom at home has been transformed into a wild landscape with mountains, lakes, and trees.
"This...this..." Old Master Song was so excited that he tried to stand up from his wheelchair again.
He's old and can't handle being startled.
Song Yuanqing was also frightened by this scene and hugged Ye Zhi tightly.
Ye Zhi then silently repeated it in her mind.
【go out. 】
The scene in front of the three changed again, and they returned to the bedroom.
Ye Zhi silently repeated "Go in" again.
The three of them then arrived at the space.
After this happened several times, Song Yuanqing understood.
She's only 25 years old, so naturally she's read those cultivation novels.
"This is space!"
Ye Zhi's eyes suddenly lit up as she looked at Song Yuanqing. [My beautiful mother is so smart!]
Upon hearing this, Song Yuanqing covered Ye Zhi's eyes with his hands and gave Old Master Song a boastful smile.
Dad, look, Little Sweetie praised me.
Grandpa Song rolled his eyes angrily at his daughter.
It's not unusual for an old man like him not to understand these things.
Ye Zhi felt her eyes being covered by a pair of warm hands, which smelled pleasant.
Although I don't like this sudden darkness.
But it was her mother's hand, and a sweet smile involuntarily appeared on her lips; she even laughed out loud.
"Hmph, giggle, giggle"
Song Yuanqing was pleasantly surprised and removed his hand from Ye Zhi's eyes.
Ye Zhi rarely laughed out loud; when they teased her, she mostly laughed silently.
Song Yuanqing couldn't help but tap Ye Zhi's dimples with his finger, "Oh, Mommy's little sweetie is so happy."
Upon hearing this, Ye Zhi smiled even more broadly, trying to make Song Yuanqing happy.
Not to be outdone, Grandpa Song tried to cheer up Sweet Bean by talking to him since he couldn't stand up or touch her.
He knew that Sweet Bean could understand what they were saying.
“Our sweet bean is such a fairy. Look at her space! It’s such a big space. Grandpa’s good granddaughter is such a lucky girl.”
Upon hearing this, Ye Zhi agreed and laughed even more heartily.
My maternal grandfather was a blessed old man.
Upon hearing this, a hint of melancholy crossed Old Master Song's face.
Is he lucky?
When he was nearly forty, he caused his wife to die in a car accident, leaving behind only three-year-old Song Yuanqing.
He later married Chen Zhaodi, who had a daughter, because he saw how well she treated Yuanqing, and that's why he chose to remarry her.
Old Master Song completely trusted Ye Zhi's account of their fate.
He just speculated that he and Chen Zhaodi had no relationship after marriage, which might be why she ended up causing his family's tragic death by taking Song Ranran with her.
The man Ye Zhi described was undeniably tragic: he lost his wife in middle age, severed ties with his daughter in his later years, and ultimately met a miserable end.
He didn't consider himself a lucky person.
The old man, whose mind was stuck in a rut, still wore a fake smile in order to make Ye Zhi happy.
Song Yuanqing noticed that her father's mood was off and thought she would try to comfort him later.
Unexpectedly, what Ye Zhi said next made the old man laugh heartily.
Grandpa has Mom, me, and Dad. I will definitely protect Grandpa!
Upon hearing this, the old man suddenly realized, "That's right, he and Yuanqing haven't severed ties yet."
He also has a sweet bean, and his sweet bean is so amazing that she even praised him for being lucky.
How could he have thought he was unlucky?
It wouldn't be good to drive away Sweet Bean's good fortune.
Grandpa Song gestured for Song Yuanqing to let him hold Tiandou'er.
Ye Zhi safely reached the old man's arms, which he held with his right hand, as his left hand was paralyzed and unable to exert any strength.
Ye Zhi touched the old man's atrophied left hand, which was resting on his leg, her eyes filled with heartache.
Grandpa's brain hemorrhage wasn't entirely caused by Mom's anger.
Upon hearing this, the Song father and daughter exchanged a glance without changing their expressions, and then quietly pricked up their ears to continue listening.
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