"I beg you..." He closed his eyes, filled with utter despair, as if that would give him the courage to finish his sentence. "I...I beg you...give Yao'er back to me..."
In an instant, a single, scalding tear rolled down from his tightly closed eyes.
"No!" The old Taoist priest refused without hesitation, saying even more firmly, "You know this is impossible. When I saved her life, I explained the consequences to you, and you agreed. How can you go back on your word today? And I really can't do it."
"Why can't it be done? You can even bring the dead back to life. As long as you agree, Yao'er and I can be reunited immediately!" he roared excitedly.
The old Taoist priest narrowed his sharp eyes slightly. "I told you, I defied the heavens to prolong her life, but the price you must pay is that you will be alone and die a lonely old age. If you insist on rekindling your relationship with your wife, she will die again within three days, her intestines will rupture, and even the most powerful immortal will be unable to save her!"
Huo Jingsha's face instantly turned ashen.
"Hmph! One should never be too greedy. You should have foreseen the consequences when you agreed to my request. After all, I have already kept my promise and rescued her for you. The entanglement and suffering between you and her are the result of nine lifetimes of accumulated karma, and no one can help you with that." The old man sighed and walked away again.
But Huo Jingsha was unwilling to give up. She rushed to the old man, bent her knees, and knelt down before him without hesitation. "Daoist Master, I know your cultivation is profound. Is there really no solution? Please, please think of a way."
He had never begged anyone so humbly except for Shu Yao, but he was willing to do anything as long as he could be with her.
The old Taoist glanced at the red mark on his forehead, which looked like a crack in his skin. The color was even more vibrant than when he last saw it, as if it could drip blood. This showed that the boy's emotions had reached the point of collapse.
If that's the case, then...
"It's not entirely unsolvable!" the old Taoist said, stroking his beard.
Upon hearing this, Huo Jingsha's dim eyes instantly lit up. "Please enlighten me, Daoist Master."
The old Taoist priest smiled enigmatically, "To reunite and grow old together with your wife is not truly impossible, unless..."
"Unless what?" His face was filled with ecstatic joy. As long as there was hope, he was willing to do anything, no matter how difficult.
"As long as your Huo family has no heir and no son, it will be in accordance with your original destiny, and in this way you can get your wife back to your side."
After the old Taoist finished speaking, he looked down at him, as if waiting for his decision. Huo Jingsha's straight body remained motionless on the ground like a giant tree, his eyes empty and lifeless, like a soulless shell.
Both of them fell silent, plunging the dark forest into a deathly stillness, as if echoing the deepest despair in Huo Jingsha's heart.
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