Several years later.
Lin Xiuyuan, who was in seclusion, sensed the communication jade talisman at his waist vibrating.
Lin Xiuyuan sensed the direction with his divine sense and his expression immediately darkened. He immediately stood up, quickly walked out of the Spirit Spring Cave, and transformed into a streak of blue light, swiftly streaking across the sky.
Just a moment later.
Lin Xiuyuan had already arrived at the cave dwelling of Wangyang Mountain.
He glanced at it; the formation was already activated.
Lin Xiuyuan's expression was solemn as he strode inside, but he suddenly stopped and turned back to look.
A streak of light was rapidly approaching.
Soon, Wang Qiuhe leaped down from the air and asked anxiously, "Junior Brother Lin, how is it?"
Lin Xiuyuan: "I just arrived too."
Upon hearing this, Wang Qiuhe didn't say anything more and immediately walked quickly towards the cave.
Seeing this, Lin Xiuyuan quickly followed.
Neither of them wanted to say much, and their anxiety was very obvious.
"You've arrived?"
As soon as the two arrived at the door of the secret room, Wang Yangshan looked up at the door and said.
Seeing their solemn and anxious expressions, Wang Yangshan smiled and waved his hand, indicating that they should not worry too much. "There's no need for that. Calm down. Seeing them one last time is enough."
Wang Yangshan sat there quietly, exuding an indescribable air of melancholy, a stark contrast to the vigorous and energetic figure he had been when they last met.
At this moment, his face was withered, his skin was like dry tree bark, his hair had turned gray, his eyes were sunken, his lips were tightly pressed together, without a trace of blood, and he was so dry that it seemed that he was about to exhaust his strength to speak. His tone was weak and frivolous, and he forced a smile at the corner of his mouth.
Its breath was extremely weak, like a candle flame in the wind, which could be blown away at any moment!
"grandfather……"
Wang Qiuhe couldn't hold back any longer; her tense expression suddenly collapsed, and she rushed forward with a face full of grief.
Lin Xiuyuan also took two steps forward and stood in front of Wang Yangshan, his expression sorrowful.
"My dear grandson, don't be sad. For us cultivators, if we can't reach the summit, it's a good outcome to die peacefully in our old age instead of perishing in the wilderness."
Looking at Wang Qiuhe, who was sobbing in his arms, Wang Yangshan gently stroked her hair. "It's a blessing to be able to see her one last time. So, Qiuhe, you must cultivate diligently and go see the scenery on the mountaintop for your grandfather. Don't waste your talent."
“I…” Wang Qiuhe looked up at Wang Yangshan’s aged and weak face. Her eyes were filled with tears, and she wanted to say something, but before she could speak, she heard Wang Yangshan continue:
"However, you have good talent and the potential to reach the summit, but you are too stubborn. After I leave, no one in the family will protect you. If things are hopeless, you might as well agree to the Second Elder's request and make a compromise..."
Wang Yangshan spoke at length, full of admonitions and concern, hoping that Wang Qiuhe would continue her spiritual practice well after he left.
Although Wang Qiuhe is now a core disciple, her chances of competing for the top spot have become slim by any measure. As a result, once the period of resource allocation is over, resources will inevitably decline significantly, which will affect her cultivation.
If a compromise can be made, then the family's cultivation will still be available, making the path to the Golden Core easier.
This was also Wang Yangshan's hope; the Golden Core stage was a major hurdle that had blocked countless geniuses.
Countless prodigies and geniuses have been blocked at this hurdle.
He was afraid; he was afraid that Wang Qiuhe would stop before reaching the Golden Elixir stage.
He was just like that; he knew perfectly well how regrettable and terrible this was!
He hoped that Wang Qiuhe could be free and unrestrained, but he also hoped that she could continue to climb to new heights.
Only those who reach the Golden Core realm are qualified to control their own destiny and have the right to act willfully!
Before this happens, it is hoped that Wang Qiuhe can be tolerant in all things and not act impulsively, lest she ruin her own path.
He spoke at length, his words carrying the weight of a final, entrusted message.
This only intensified the overwhelming sense of sorrow!
"Grandpa, I understand, I understand... Don't worry, Qiuhe will definitely not let you down." Tears welled up in Wang Qiuhe's eyes as she sobbed, her face filled with reluctance and sorrow.
"Don't cry, you should be happy. To be able to peacefully complete the final journey is something that many cultivators cannot do. I have been cultivating for over four hundred years and have witnessed a colorful world."
"I have traveled overseas, ventured into the southern frontier to seek opportunities, and traversed the Central Plains, meeting fellow Daoists from all walks of life, whom I have come to consider as confidants, and with whom I have sat down to discuss the Dao. My life is complete. Although there are regrets, stepping into the Upper Realm is not an easy thing; without sufficient opportunity, it cannot be forced."
Wang Yangshan smiled with relief, then seemed to remember something, raised his head, and looked at Lin Xiuyuan.
"I remember that trip to the Southern Frontier, where the opportunity laid the foundation for us to build the Purple Mansion Path together. Back then, we were so full of vigor, thinking we could catch a glimpse of the mountain's splendor... What a pity!"
"On the way back, we encountered an accident and both of us suffered internal injuries. Your great-grandfather's injuries were even more serious, otherwise he would still be alive today. It's a pity that because of this, both of us brothers have to give up our path to the Golden Core..."
A hint of reminiscence flashed across Wang Yangshan's face, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his face, which then turned into loneliness and sadness.
Finally, everyone composed themselves and stared intently at Lin Xiuyuan.
Lin Xiuyuan stepped forward, his face respectful and sorrowful, and said in a deep voice, "Master, a teacher for a day is a father for life! May you have a safe journey. I have received much care and concern from you these past days, and I will always remember it. I am fortunate to have such a good teacher in this life. I will definitely work hard in my cultivation and live up to your kindness!"
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