At that moment, Wei Ping was especially excited.
The siblings had actually been blessed with the fortune to save a legendary cultivator, and this cultivator seemed fairly easy to get along with.
Qin Jiuge continued, "Don't worry. There are enemies hunting me, but they're no match for me. I only fell into their trap because I let my guard down for a moment.
Under normal circumstances, they'd be fleeing for their lives at the sight of me."
Qin Jiuge continued addressing the family's concerns.
Wei Ping lowered his head sheepishly, while the little girl beside him, Wei Ying, looked at Qin Jiuge with an innocent expression. "Young master, can you make my second brother a cultivator?"
The little girl had a pure, unspoiled heart, without all those twists and turns.
Whatever came to mind, she simply said aloud.
Wei Ping suddenly raised his head as well, turning his excited gaze toward Qin Jiuge once again.
Qin Jiuge looked at them with a smile. He still couldn't move, except to bring his lips together and make a few sounds. At present, he could be described as an indestructible invalid.
"Are you sure you want to use your one chance on this?"
"You should think it through very carefully, or discuss it with your whole family."
"An immortal! A legendary immortal! Our family's luck has finally turned. We've met a real immortal!"
The middle-aged man clutched a tobacco pipe in his hand. His face was dark and weathered, but as he spoke, his whole bearing radiated excitement.
Even in this Supreme Immortal Realm, most living beings were still ordinary members of the teeming masses. This was especially true in remote places like this, where cultivation methods and ordinary people like them had belonged to two entirely different worlds from the very