"There's no need. Too many pills like these would bring endless calamity.
They've already benefited from my protection. If I'm not mistaken, the reason Li Yue could marry into the household of a first-rank court official was that the cultivators guarding the dynasty knew of my existence.
They could therefore arrange various opportunities for Li Yue to enter those exalted circles. Otherwise, how could a girl from a remote mountain village have met Fang Wende by such a convenient coincidence?
They now have all the gold and power they could want. They've already reached the pinnacle. What more could they aspire to—becoming emperor?
Prosperity and decline are both part of the Heavenly Dao. The same holds true for lifespan.
I only gave her four pills because she's Third Brother's child. Those two are the younger relatives closest to me.
As for the two extra pills, how they divide them is up to them. If they distribute them well, their lineage could flourish for another sixty years. If not, their descendants could fight over them, even turning against one another as bitter enemies.
I cannot protect them generation after generation. I'm not the only person with cultivation ties in the dynasty. If I showed myself, they would only use my name to stir up trouble everywhere.
If they offended someone else with cultivation ties one day, would I have to fight that person for them?
The Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Dao—the way of Heaven. We may draw upon it within our means, but we must not defy it!"
Li Yan offered a few more words of explanation this time, and Zhao Min and Zi Kun nodded silently.
Immortals and mortals walked different paths. This was not merely a difference in ability; their roads were entirely distinct. Cultivation might mean going against