Extra: Twenty-Four Solar Terms Valley, Wugensheng

To Feng Baobao,

her father had been like the moon in water, flowers in a mirror—a dreamlike illusion that would shatter at a touch.

But now, she had truly seen what her father looked like.

How could she remain calm?

One had to know that Feng Baobao had now cultivated to the formidable realm of a Human Immortal. Her emotions were exceptionally rich, her eyes exceptionally lively. Compared with when she had first met Ji Shu, the current Feng Baobao was a real person of flesh and blood—someone who could think, understood reason, and knew the ways of people.

In such a state, how could Feng Baobao possibly remain composed upon seeing her father?

She tightly gripped Ji Shu's hand, her body trembling slightly.

Ji Shu comforted her:

"Once we recover your memories, you'll know everything that happened in the past."

"Memories?"

Feng Baobao's eyes reddened. If Ji Shu had not been there, she likely would have cried. She nestled against his chest, slightly raising her head to look at him.

"Can I really recover my past memories?"

"You can."

"But I, I..."

Feng Baobao suddenly became frightened and anxious.

She feared that once she regained her past memories, they would disrupt her current peaceful life and affect her feelings for Ji Shu.

If that were truly the case, she would rather not have them.

Yes.

In the current Feng Baobao's heart and eyes, Ji Shu was the one she loved and cared about most.

Though she also wanted to know the truth of the past, recover her memories, and find her family,

compared to those illusory family members whom she had neither contacted nor seen for seventy or eighty years,

she still cherished Ji Shu more—the man who had stayed by her side every day and walked with her