Ling Yishan knew that Qi Chengze had a mind as clear as a mirror, so he didn’t hide anything and said directly, "Regarding insights on array formation and alchemy, feel free to peruse them. They should be quite beneficial to you."
"The Great Dao we cultivate is different; my primordial power isn’t of much use to you, so just leave it to Zhi’er for self-defense."
"I’ve lived half my life without many close friends. You count as one, Sun Chongli counts as another, but old Sun’s abilities are too lacking, so I can only entrust things to you."
Listening to Ling Yishan’s ramblings, as if giving his final instructions, Qi Chengze frowned and said, "Though it’s only half a year, it’s not without hope. Aren’t you being too pessimistic?"
"You know my situation; apart from the Creation Golden Pill, there’s no other way."
Ling Yishan shook his head and said, "Over the years, Zhi’er has traveled far and wide, wanting to refine this pill to prolong my life, but it’s nothing short of a fantasy... What I worry about is after I’m gone, that girl might do something foolish. You must watch over her and never let her go to the Western Regions for revenge..."
Qi Chengze frowned slightly.
Seeing him so calm, it was clear his spirit had faded.
If one has no desire to survive, anything others say is futile.
However, Ling Yishan’s thought process was also justified; in his condition, even if the Imperial Hospital’s envoy intervened, he’d only live for another year or so, and he’d have to endure the torment of the Dao Lock.
Rather than that, it’s better to use his last strength to add a layer of protection for his granddaughter.
But seeing such a mighty Ultimate Venerable fallen to such a state, Qi Chengze inevitably felt a sense of despair akin to the saying of the fox grieving the rabbit’s death, and he sighed, "Enough, you’ve been stubborn all your life, and now you also have a moment of yielding."
Then, with some curiosity, he added, "Speaking of which, why don’t you ask your future grandson-in-law for help?"
"You mean Chen Mo?"
Ling Yishan leaned back in his recliner and adjusted to a more comfortable position, saying, "Though he has considerable potential, he is still young. As a Fourth-Level Warrior, he is a leader among his peers, but attempting to wrestle with Wuwan Temple and the Demon Clan, he falls short."
"The current situation is chaotic, and nobody knows what tomorrow holds. I also fear he’ll get Zhi’er involved..."
Hearing this, Qi Chengze’s mouth twitched, but he didn’t respond.
"By the way." Ling Yishan remembered something and inquired, "I almost forgot to ask; what was the result of that matter I troubled you with?"
Qi Chengze glared at him and said irritably, "You’ve got the nerve to ask; you’ve got me in serious trouble!"
Ling Yishan was puzzled, "You’re exaggerating, right? It was only letting you harness the Heavenly Observation Mirror’s power, to check Chen Mo’s fate. Isn’t that a convenient task?"
Qi Chengze laughed coldly, "I don’t care to explain more; you might as well see for yourself."
Silver light beamed from his brow, intertwining in mid-air, forming a clear projection of the scene from the day of the ritual.
Following the first-person perspective up to the Observatory, wiping the Sky-watching Mirror clean, tearing open a corner of the boundless sky, the splendorous endless galaxy revealed.
Among them, a purple star stood out, high above the sky, surrounded by other stars, emitting an unparalleled majestic aura.

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