The Wang Family Waits in Vain

First, the frost-white hair at his temples faded at a visible speed. The withered white receded as rich black spread inch by inch. Silver strands melted away like snow beneath the warm sun, turning into glossy black hair that fell along his temples in an instant.

The white hair atop his head followed soon after. From root to tip, it was dyed layer by layer. Before long, his entire head of white hair had turned black, no longer dry and sparse as before.

The lines on his forehead and the furrows in his cheeks slowly smoothed and faded under the nourishment of Magic Power. His loose skin gradually tightened, taking on a healthy rosy glow.

In just a few breaths, most of his aged appearance vanished, as though time had turned back and made him twenty or thirty years younger all at once.

Even as he sat there, he now carried a vigorous, hardy air. The aura of decay around him had been completely replaced by fresh vitality.

"Brother Qin, did Grandpa succeed?"

Li Zhixia trembled with excitement, but she still lowered her voice and whispered into Qin's ear.

After what had happened this time, she did not know how to address Qin. In the end, she came up with this form of address.

Qin was slightly taken aback. It seemed this form of address was not bad.

"He succeeded. But cultivation requires perseverance. The Old Master can do it, but I don't know whether you two can."

Cultivation inherently required a Dao Heart capable of enduring loneliness and solitude. If Li Zhixia and her brother wanted to cultivate, they would have to abandon the bustling life of the city.

"I can do it. I want to protect Grandpa and Sister!"

Li Wanxing clenched his fist resolutely. Watching his grandfather