make tea. 。You should have already guessed my origins. My people have clashed with yours a few times. 。Ye Shengxue said. 。"A demon cult" Fang Yu raised an eyebrow and asked. 。The deal I want to talk...The mountainous region in the northwest of China is like a primordial area, with no roads, no cars, and rarely even a glimpse of people.

Amongst the mountains, stood a solitary thatched cottage. Outside the cottage's yard, various medicinal herbs were planted, their fragrance filling the air.

The hut was small, containing only a bed and a desk. The desk was piled high with books and scrolls.

At this time, an elderly man with white hair and beard lay on the bed. He had his eyes closed and a peaceful expression on his face.

A boy who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old sat on the edge of the bed.

"Xiao Xia, I truly envy you. You lived for eighty-one years and passed away peacefully." Fang Yu looked at the elderly person who had just passed away on the bed, and said to himself with a smile.

"Oh, I'm so unlucky. I don't know how many more years I have to live." Fang Yu sighed, his eyes filled with pain, but mostly resignation.

Since he first embarked on his path of cultivation, nearly five thousand years have passed.

Throughout these long years, Fang Yu was unable to die, and his realm remained stagnant.

Despite having cultivated for almost five thousand years, he was still at the Qi Refining Stage!

Yes, the Qi Refining Stage! The most basic realm in the cultivation path!

According to strict standards, the Qi Refinement stage cannot even be considered a realm, but only a period of body refinement.

Only after establishing one's foundation can one truly be said to have entered the path of cultivation.

But Fang Yu, just kept stuck at the Qi Refining stage, unable to advance any further.

For thousands of years, he had swallowed tens of thousands of foundation-building pills, yet they had no effect at all.

A thousand years ago, Fang Yu's master comforted him, saying that because his spiritual roots were stronger than anyone else's, he would have to wait a little longer in the Qi Refining stage.

But after a thousand years, Fang Yu was still unable to break through to the Foundation Establishment period.

At this time, his master also felt that something might be wrong. Could it be that Fang Yu was actually just an ordinary person with no spiritual roots

How could an ordinary person live for a thousand years without even showing signs of aging

Later, Fang Yu's master successfully crossed the tribulation and ascended to immortality, leaving Earth.

After that, no one cared about Fang Yu's realm anymore.

As time passes, the spiritual energy resources on Earth become increasingly scarce.

Even if Fang Yu could break through his current realm, he would still be unable to transcend tribulation and become immortal in today's world.

But Fang Yu had never thought about crossing the tribulation to become an immortal. He just wanted to break through this damn Qi Refining period!

This is his obsession.

To this day, he has cultivated to the 9,832nd layer of the Qi Refining Period. As for ordinary cultivators, as long as they cultivate to the twelfth layer, they can break through to the Foundation Establishment Period.

As soon as Fang Yu thought about cultivation, his mood turned a little down.

He took a deep breath, stood up, and looked at the sheets of paper on his desk covered in various prescriptions.

"If I had known you would become such a medicine addict, I shouldn't have taught you medicine back then!" Fang Yu shook his head gently and said helplessly.

According to Xia's last wishes, he wanted to take these prescriptions with him after organizing them.

He had only just started tidying up when he heard some noisy footsteps. He immediately looked up and gazed in the direction of a spot outside the hut's window.

Xia Xia built the hut in such a place, and it was actually found by someone

Fang Yu frowned slightly.

Ten minutes later, the group arrived at the thatched cottage.

There were seven people in total, including two young men and women, an elderly man sitting in a wheelchair, and four muscular men in suits, who looked like bodyguards.

Seeing the old man sitting in a wheelchair exuding deathly energy, Fang Yu knew that this group of people must have come to seek medical attention.

"Summer God of Medicine, hello, my name is Tang Feng, we come from the Tang family in Jiangnan, we want to ask you..." The handsome young man walked forward and said loudly.

Fang Yu pushed open the door and interrupted him.

"You came too late, Xia Xiuzhi just passed away."

What！？

All present changed color.

The medicine god Xia Xiu, whom they had desperately searched for... has actually died!

"How, how could this be..." Tang Feng's face was pale, staring blankly at Fang Yu.

In order to cure the serious illness afflicting Old Master Tang, they mobilized all the family's resources and spent a great deal of manpower and material resources. Only then did they find out the location of the reclusive medicine master, Xia Xiu, who had been hiding from the world for almost twenty years.

After all their hardship, they finally found the grass hut where Xia Xiu lived, but to their surprise, this was the news they received!

"What a coincidence We just found... no, Summer God of Medicine definitely didn't die, he just went into seclusion and doesn't want to see us!" The pretty young girl with delicate features said excitedly, her beautiful eyes reddened.

"That's right! Yaoshén must still be in the herbal room!" Tang Feng's eyes shone with hope as he strode directly into the herbal room.

Then, he saw Xia Xiuzhi lying on the bed with his eyes closed.

Tang Feng observed carefully and found that the old man on the bed had indeed stopped breathing.

"What How could this be..." Tang Feng only felt his hope shattered, and his whole body lost its strength.

"I said, Xia Xiuzhi has already passed away. You can go back now," Fang Yu frowned slightly, a little displeased with Tang Feng's intrusion into the grass hut.

Tang Feng suddenly thought of something, turned his head to look at Fang Yu, and asked: "You are the apprentice of the Medicine God, right You must have inherited the Medicine God's medical skills. Please treat our grandpa. As long as he is cured, we are willing to pay any amount of money!"

Fang Yu shook his head and said, "I'm not his disciple... I'm just an old friend of his."

Actually, strictly speaking, Fang Yu could be considered Xia Xiu's master.

Back then, at just fifteen years old, Xia Xiuzhi was led by Fang Yu onto the path of medicine. Of course, there was no need to say these words aloud, and even if they were said, no one would believe them.

But even calling them old friends seems strange.

Fāng Yǔ looks to be under twenty, while Xià Xiūzhī is over eighty. The two are from completely different generations. How can they be called old friends

But at that moment, no one dared to think further, everyone was lost in the despair of hope shattered.

Old Master Tang, who was in a wheelchair, completely lost his spirit upon hearing the news of Xia Xiu's death. His eyes were filled with despair.

This is fate! His time has come! There's no need to struggle any longer!

The young girl, seeing her grandfather like this, was heartbroken and tears streamed down her face.

Fang Yu frowned, looked at Mr. Tang, and suddenly said, "You've lived for seventy-three years, shouldn't you have lived enough Why do you still want to live"

At these words, everyone was taken aback, curious as to how Fang Yu knew Mr. Tang's age.

But hearing Fang Yu's words behind them, their faces changed.

Enough is enough

Where in the world would anyone live long enough

What does this sentence mean!

Provocation Sarcasm

"You bastard, what do you mean!" Tang Feng's face turned pale, and he punched Fang Yu in the chest.

Fang Yu's eyes flickered, but his body remained still.

"Bang!"

Before Tang Feng's fist could even reach Fang Yu, he was struck by a powerful force, sending him flying backward and crashing to the ground.

The faces of everyone else present changed drastically, they were shocked beyond belief.

Tang Feng clearly threw the punch, but this young man didn't even move. How did Tang Feng end up on the ground instead

"Bro!" the pretty girl screamed.

The four bodyguards reacted immediately, taking a few steps forward and standing in front of Fang Yu.

"Don't move!" Old Master Tang, sitting in his wheelchair, commanded in a hoarse voice.

Four bodyguards immediately stopped in their tracks.

Tang Feng covered his chest and crawled up from the ground, looking at Fang Yu with horrified eyes.

"Little brother, we apologize for the intrusion. What's your name" asked Old Master Tang.

"Fang Yu." Fang Yu replied.

Mr. Tang nodded slightly and said, "Just now, you asked me why I still want to live. I can answer that."

"Because, I still want to continue being with my family. I want to watch my grandchildren grow up, see them get married and start families of their own, and see them have children... Isn't that what people do One generation after another, watching over each other." Old Master Tang said with a smile.

"Grandpa…" Hearing the words from Old Master Tang, the girl on the side cried even harder.

Family...

Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly.

For him, family was a distant memory, but for ordinary people, it remained a constant presence, passed down from generation to generation.

And most ordinary people, who wouldn't want to live a little longer

"You have late-stage lung cancer, with less than three months to live. Enjoy the last part of your life." Fang Yu said, turning around and going back to the grass hut, closing the door behind him.

And the Tang family was stunned.

How did Fang Yu see that Mr. Tang had lung cancer at a glance And how did he say, just like those doctors, that Mr. Tang only had less than three months to live

He, as expected, is the disciple of the Medicine God!

After he reacted, Tang Feng knocked on the thatched hut door again and shouted: "Mr. Fang, you must be an apprentice of the God of Medicine! Please heal my grandfather, we..."

"Life and death are predetermined. You should leave immediately, or don't blame me for being impolite." A calm voice echoed from within the hut.

"A doctor's heart is kind, how can you just stand there and watch someone die" Tang Feng said angrily.

"Feng'er, come back." Old Master Tang said.

"Grandpa!" Tang Feng's eyes were red as he turned to look at Old Master Tang.

"My younger brother is right, life and death are fated. If Heaven wills for me to die, how can I live Let's go," said Old Master Tang.

"Little brother, I deeply respect Mr. Xia. I didn't expect that Mr. Xia has passed away... We are very sorry to have disturbed Mr. Xia today. I hope Mr. Xia's spirit in heaven will not blame us." Old Master Tang said sincerely again.

After saying that, he beckoned the group to turn and leave.

Although Tang Feng was unwilling, since Grandpa Tang had ordered it, he could only follow and leave.

On the way back, everyone was silent, the atmosphere was heavy.

Tang Feng noticed that his younger sister seemed lost in thought. He frowned and asked, "Xiaorou, what's on your mind"

Tang Xiaorou furrowed her brow and murmured, "I have a feeling... this Fang Yu seems familiar, as if I've seen him somewhere before."

"How is that possible This is our first time in the northwest region. How could you have possibly met Fang Yu" Tang Feng said.

"It does seem like… but I really feel like I've seen this before." Tang Xiaorou rubbed her temples and said.

Tang Feng was in a bad mood and ignored Tang Xiaorou, acting as if he didn't recognize her.

But after walking a few more steps, Tang Xiaorou suddenly stopped.

"I, I remember now! I saw him at school!"

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