#489 - Chapter 489 I've Lived Enough
Just after Xiaocao placed the rice bag, she turned her head, beaming, and said to the old man:
"Grandpa, the immortal has woken up."
The old man turned his head to look at Ye Kong, who was lying on the bed, and was instantly excited.
He thought that immortals possessed immortal techniques.
As long as Ye Kong moved a finger, they could be free from worries about food and clothing.
The old man excitedly walked up to Ye Kong, knelt down and bowed, then said:
"Immortal, my granddaughter and I found you lying on the ground, fearing you would catch a cold, so we brought you back."
"Please don't blame us, Immortal."
Ye Kong struggled to get out of bed, but it was still difficult.
Xiaocao quickly went over to help him up.
Ye Kong couldn't help but smile wryly; he didn't look like an immortal at all now.
"Old man, please rise."
"I suffered serious injuries, and I must thank you for saving me."
Ye Kong said to the old man kneeling on the ground.
Hearing this, the old man raised his head, his eyes hesitant.
He knew he was nearing his end.
His only worry was his granddaughter, Xiaocao.
How could a girl survive alone in this turbulent world?
Ye Kong, although temporarily devoid of all his magical power, seemed to see through the old man's thoughts.
He also had the idea of taking Xiaocao as a disciple when he saw her.
So he took the initiative to speak:
he would not force them, as everyone had their own destiny.
Cultivation might not necessarily be more exciting than a mortal's short life.
Because cultivation was about cultivating the heart, cultivating the Great Dao.
It was about pursuing the laws of the world, the essence of the universe.
It also required seeing through illusions and understanding life and death.
Slaying the demons in one's heart, otherwise, even if one became a Great Emperor in the future, they would still fall.
Or lose themselves, killing the original self.
It was no longer clear whether the person was still the same as before, whether they were alive or dead.
They might even degenerate into demons, becoming beings that were neither human nor ghost.
The old man didn't say a word, and even trembled slightly. Ye Kong didn't urge him, but waited quietly.
After a moment, the old man, who had just stood up, knelt down again.
He didn't expect that the immortal would be willing to take Xiaocao as a disciple.
To be able to enter the immortal sect was something they dared not hope for.
He originally thought that as long as Ye Kong was willing to take care of Xiaocao a little,
it would be enough to ensure she had food and clothing.
"Xiaocao, quickly come and kowtow to the immortal to become his disciple."
The old man finally reacted and quickly told Xiaocao to kneel down and kowtow.
Xiaocao gently leaned Ye Kong against the head of the bed before kneeling beside her grandfather.
She kowtowed several times to Ye Kong, her voice filled with excitement and joy.
"Greetings, Master."
Cultivation, to her, was simply a step to the heavens.
But she also reminded herself that all of this was bestowed by her master.
Ye Kong nodded and said after the two of them got up:
"When I recover, I will take you back to逍遥Peak."
"At that time, old man, you should go too. Although you can no longer cultivate, the abundant spiritual energy there will help you live longer."
After Ye Kong finished speaking, he lay down.
His body was still very weak, and he quickly fell asleep.
The old man and Xiaocao looked at each other and quietly went out.
In the following days, the old man cooked all the rice he had brought back into porridge for Ye Kong to eat.
He and Xiaocao secretly ate grass roots and bark.
Before long, the food was all gone.
The old man instructed Xiaocao to take care of Ye Kong, and he went out to find food.
But as winter approached, all things withered.
Even the grass roots and bark were basically eaten up.
The old man fell when he came back.
When he returned home, he fainted.
"Grandpa, are you okay?"
"Waa waa waa, Grandpa, don't leave Xiaocao behind."
Xiaocao cried loudly and helped her grandfather up.
After a long time, the old man opened his eyes, and his expression looked much better than before.
Xiaocao was very happy, thinking that her grandfather was better again.
Only Ye Kong sighed; the old man was experiencing a final burst of vitality.
His end had arrived.
He lovingly stroked Xiaocao's face and said:
"Xiaocao, I'm sorry, Grandpa didn't find any food."
"I've lived long enough."
"You must listen to your master in the future and be a good child."
Then he turned his head to look at Ye Kong.
"Immortal, I'll trouble you to take care of Xiaocao."
After seeing Ye Kong nod, the old man finally turned back to Xiaocao.
He stroked Xiaocao's head and said:
"Xiaocao, Grandpa is so happy. Grandpa is leaving, don't be too sad."
After speaking, the old man closed his eyes and stopped moving completely.
There was only air leaving, none entering.
Xiaocao directly lay on the old man's body and cried loudly.
Ye Kong stroked Xiaocao's head and comforted her.
Afterwards, Ye Kong and Xiaocao buried the old man together.
......
逍遥 Peak.
Xiao Bai was lying by the Bitter Sea, unable to catch any fish.
The book he found in Ye Kong's room earlier had already been read.
He was in a state of book famine and didn't want to cultivate.
As a generation of Demon Emperor, what he wanted to cultivate was doing whatever he wanted.
Suppressing desires and concentrating on cultivation would go against his original heart.
It would be counterproductive.
So Xiao Bai wanted to go out and have fun.
Er Ha was sleeping beside him.
Ye Kong had been gone for a long time.
There was no news at all.
Lin Yaoyao was in closed-door cultivation, wanting to break through to the Emperor Realm.
Without Lin Yaoyao's management, no one would restrain Xiao Bai.
"Er Ha, this young master has a bold idea."
Xiao Bai kicked Er Ha, who was sleeping.
Er Ha was startled and jumped up, looking around blankly.
Xiao Bai looked at Er Ha triumphantly and said:
"Er Ha, now that Master is not here and Senior Sister is in closed-door cultivation,"
"it's time for us to go out."
As soon as Er Ha heard this, it turned around and ran.
Following Xiao Bai out, it would be exhausted.
It was much more comfortable on 逍遥 Peak.
However, Xiao Bai was now a third-level shackles expert and would soon break through to the Venerable Realm.
There was no way for Er Ha to escape Xiao Bai's grasp.
Xiao Bai flew up and sat firmly on Er Ha's back.
No matter which way Er Ha ran, it eventually found that it was getting farther and farther away from 逍遥 Peak.
And so, one person and one dog quietly left 逍遥 Peak.
Above 逍遥 Peak, Luo Yangtian, the sect master of the Star River Sect, stepped on the Star River and hid in the clouds.
Looking at the direction Xiao Bai and Er Ha were going, he sighed.
He hadn't seen Ye Kong for a long time.
He even felt like he had been forgotten.
"Nephew Ye Kong, why don't you come and see this old man of mine?"
Luo Yangtian had a look of resentment on his face.
