“You’ve finally come, my child,” a strangely ancient and desolate voice echoed in Ji Fengyao’s mind.

Upon hearing that voice, Ji Fengyao felt a sudden lump in her throat, her voice choked with emotion: "Who... are you...?"

“One day, you will know who I am,” the voice said, filled with loving kindness.

The half-heart, about the size of a basketball, floated in front of Ji Fengyao, within easy reach.

"Why can't you tell me now?" Ji Fengyao felt her face was wet, and when she raised her hand to touch it, she found that her face was covered in tears without her realizing it. "I want to know now."

"You are good, child. Keep striving to grow. No matter what difficulties you encounter, live happily." The voice didn't sound like it had much emotional fluctuation, but Ji Fengyao could hear endless weariness in it.

His heart continued to draw closer to her, and with each beat, the golden blood within surged slightly, sacred yet brimming with life.

Ji Fengyao reached out her hands to catch it, tears streaming down her face as she sobbed uncontrollably.

She didn't know why she was crying, but the tearing pain in her heart was unbearable.

Just as what she held up was not the legendary heart of an immortal.

Rather, it is the hearts of those in this world who are her closest relatives.

The heart, still beating strongly in her hand, though not heavy, pressed her down to the ground.

Large tears rolled down her cheeks.

A few drops landed on that half of the heart, causing its beating to pause for a half-beat.

"Don't...cry...child..."

The voice finally rang in Ji Fengyao's mind, but it was an unfinished, caring remark.

Ji Fengyao finally couldn't hold back anymore and burst into tears, clutching the half-heart.

With the news of that voice, she felt as if she had lost the whole world.

Overwhelmed by immense loneliness and a sense of helplessness, she felt inexplicably panicked, as if the whole world had abandoned her.

The half-heart beat for a moment in her palm, then gradually faded until it disappeared completely.

"Who are you? Where have you been?" Ji Fengyao panicked, waving her arms and looking around helplessly, asking loudly.

The grand hall was filled with her panicked inquiries, but no one answered.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

In her panic, Ji Fengyao heard that familiar heartbeat again, coming from her own chest.

She used her inner vision to see that her own heart was surrounded by half of a golden heart.

The blood flowing in her heart was now mixed with golden blood, a golden blood containing boundless vitality and powerful life force, which, together with her own blood, was slowly flowing throughout her body, merging with her as one.

"This..." Ji Fengyao raised her hand to wipe the tears from her face, completely stunned.

She was stunned when the half-heart let her in without any resistance.

She inexplicably cried because of the pain in her heart; she was bewildered.

It actively approached her and even merged with her, leaving her bewildered.

She knew she had received an enormous benefit, but she was completely bewildered from beginning to end, blankly asking Ji Huo, "Why am I so confused? Have I been possessed?"

“You’re acting strangely, but you haven’t been possessed. That half of your heart contains no consciousness other than immense power,” Ji Huo’s childish voice rang out clearly in Ji Fengyao’s mind, followed by a long scream: “Ah…!”