Though he was puzzled, Ye Lin still stood quietly behind Yun Xi and watched.
"Found it! Quick, come with me to see my grandfather."
The moment she heard that her grandfather was gone, Yun Xi's face grew even more flustered. She immediately grabbed Ye Lin and hurried toward the village.
The other villagers saw Yun Xi pulling along a stranger. Though they were inwardly curious, no one spoke up to ask.
Following Yun Xi all the way, they arrived at a small wooden hut in the deepest part of the village.
The hut's furnishings were extremely simple: only a small wooden table and a dilapidated wooden bed. On the bed lay an elderly man, little more than skin and bones, his face sallow and withered.
An incomparably dense aura of death coiled around the old man.
Seeing this, Ye Lin became even more puzzled.
The granddaughter was a True Immortal, while the grandfather was a mortal?
No matter how he looked at it, something was wrong.
The timing simply did not add up.
No matter how monstrous this little girl's talent was, it was absolutely impossible for her to reach the True Immortal realm within a few hundred years, was it?
And how long could a mortal live?
What was more, could a True Immortal not even extend a mortal's life?
Did she really need a supreme treasure like the Everlasting Fruit?
The more he looked, the stranger it seemed.
"Grandfather, I'm here. I'm here."
Seeing that her grandfather's condition had worsened, Yun Xi took two quick steps forward and crouched beside him, tightly clasping his gaunt hand with both of hers.
Ye Lin stepped forward as well, pressing two fingers together like a sword against the old man's brow. A gentle force of immortal fortune flowed through his fingers