The sun was setting in the west, casting golden sunset rays across Azure Lotus Island.
On Azure Lotus Island, in a secluded little courtyard with green-tiled roofs, Wang Mousen and Wang Moubin sat in the Stone Pavilion, drinking tea and chatting. Wang Moubin's beard and hair were completely white, and he had little time left.
A handsome Green-Shirted Youth stood to one side, his expression respectful.
Wang Yiguang had entrusted Wang Moubin to Wang Mousen, and Wang Mousen had taken good care of him.
Using Medicinal Pills, he had raised Wang Moubin to the Nascent Soul Realm. Wang Moubin had once attempted to enter the Spirit Transformation Stage, but unfortunately, his physical body had been unable to undergo Sandalwood Transformation, so he had failed to advance. He had since come to terms with it and settled down to enjoy himself.
Wang Moubin was over sixteen hundred years old. He had taken a Longevity Pill; otherwise, he would have long since died in meditation.
He had Four Spiritual Roots. By taking many wives and concubines, he had fathered more than three thousand descendants with Spirit Roots. Most of them had Five Spiritual Roots, and not one had Dual Spirit Roots.
"Eighteenth Brother, I don't have much time left. Moyang is my most outstanding grandson. He's very interested in Alchemy and is already a Second Order Alchemist. I hope you'll look after him a little more."
Wang Moubin pointed at the Green-Shirted Youth. When the upper beam was crooked, the lower beams followed suit. Most of his descendants were lost in wine and women. He had taken many wives and concubines, and Wang Moyang was his youngest grandson.
"Your grandson pays his respects to eighteenth granduncle."
The Green-Shirted Youth stepped forward and bowed.
Wang Mousen let out a soft sigh. The Wang