He only slowly recovered after the Taoist priest Tianji affixed his talisman.
When Master Tianji heard Sheng Jiarong's request and the conditions he offered, he was not tempted and was even in a dilemma.
"Mr. Sheng, it's not that I don't want to help you."
"Instead, your family members were all originally very wealthy and powerful. To reverse the fortune of the wealthy, the price to pay is very high."
"If it's just about changing the luck of one or two people, that's fine, but changing the luck of everyone is too difficult..."
"I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it."
Sheng Jiarong understood this in his heart.
Once someone reaches the level of Master Tianji, it's unrealistic to expect him to expend too much mental energy with money.
So he unleashed his trump card.
"As long as you do the Sheng family this favor, I can help you find an excellent woman to be your wife. Through in vitro fertilization, I guarantee you will give birth to a healthy son."
Faced with the Taoist priest's surprised gaze.
Sheng Jiarong interrupted the other person before he could say anything.
"Master, you are a reclusive master with unparalleled spiritual attainments. You can predict past and future lives, the cycle of life and death, and fortune and misfortune. You are a divine being who appears only once every few hundred or even a thousand years."
"But it is such a pity that you have no children to inherit your mantle."
“I also know that a hermit like you has no emotions or desires and does not wish to marry and have children like ordinary people.”
"But our company has advanced and mature IVF technology, which can allow you to have a healthy son without breaking any rules."
Guess what he did during that short conversation with Master Tianji.
What did you all "hear"?
What Master Tianji desires most now is not money, fame, or even advancement in his spiritual practice.
Instead... a son?
A son who can carry on the family line and inherit his mantle.
But he is already over 120 years old.
Although he looks only in his sixties or seventies and can still travel around, he actually no longer has the energy and strength to do the heavy work of farming and sowing...
Therefore, he felt regretful about not having a son, but he couldn't say it out loud, lest he become a laughingstock...
Sheng Jiarong could only say this.
A man is a man...
Even though they were over a hundred years old or even "ascended to heaven," they still cared about the fact that their family had a throne to inherit...
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