Chapter 302

The people in the hospital room looked at each other, you look at me, I look at you.

Only then did they suddenly discover,

the tender and shy youth in front of them revealed a trace of the iron-blooded ruthlessness unique to high-tier immortal cultivators, making them very uncomfortable.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you all?"

Jiang Ding was confused and touched the back of his head: "Why are you all looking at me and not talking?"

"Haha!"

Lin Wanqiu had no sense of estrangement; she stepped forward, touched his head, and laughed out loud: "The way you were touching Jiang Yuan's head just now was so funny; clearly you are so small, yet you were comforting others like a little adult."

Others also laughed, and that trace of iron-bloodedness was instantly washed away completely.

Jiang Ding came to Grandpa's hospital bed and sat down, placing his hand on his wrist, carefully separating a wisp of the most subtle spiritual sense and magic power to check inside his body one by one.

After a long while, his heart sank.

There was no illness, just pure aging; cell vitality was insufficient, and the replication of telomere cells was nearing its end; he only had twenty-plus years of life left.

"Not bad,"

"Grandpa thought Dingding was so introverted and shy that he would be bullied by other immortal cultivators outside."

Old Master Lin Gang didn't care about his own body, having expected it long ago, and laughed: "Now it seems that surely no one is bullying our Dingding; perhaps he is also as majestic as the high-tier immortal cultivators on TV."

"I also think no one is bullying him."

Lin Yuanwang swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Just now, just a tiny wisp of aura that leaked out made his whole body stiffen and freeze; he really dared not imagine how terrifying it would be to face this person's pressure directly.

"There still are; some people have bullied me, and I could only endure it."

Jiang Ding smiled.

In his heart, however, he thought of the two people, Blood-Refining Old Ancestor Mu Tianxue and the Xu clan Soul Transformation cultivator, as well as An Tuzi.

"Enduring is also good."

Seeing this, Lin Gang comforted him: "I see that this immortal cultivation is the same as my work; there is always anger to be endured, but what else can be done? Isn't it just enduring it, and day by day, it passes."

"Grandpa is right."

Jiang Ding agreed.

Old people's experience is still useful.

"By the way, I just got something recently and thought of giving it to you, Brother Yuanwang. Since you are already at the late stage of Qi Refining, you should be able to use it. Don't worry about cultivation matters."

Jiang Ding remembered one thing and took out a green jade box from his storage jade pendant.

He had refined six in total and had kept them in the storage jade pendant for nearly ten years.

Today, he finally met him and could send it out.

"This is..."

Lin Yuanwang's breathing hitched, revealing a look of fanaticism, realizing something.

He took the jade box with trembling hands and opened it.

A red, pigeon-egg-sized pill with three green pill patterns appeared before his eyes, and the thick, pure medicinal power spread in all directions, causing the faces of the people around to quickly show a trace of a blush from being unable to handle the supplement.

"Top-grade Foundation Establishment Pill!"

Lin Yuanwang hurriedly closed the jade box and said tremblingly.

"Is it... that top-grade Foundation Establishment Pill that can increase the success rate of Foundation Establishment by forty percent?"

Uncle Lin Yong's expression changed; having taught for many years, he was also a connoisseur and said politely: "Wouldn't this be too precious? It wouldn't be good if it affected your cultivation, Dingding."

"Haha, it won't affect it."

Jiang Ding smiled and deliberately put on a straight face: "Uncle, this is not right. When you gave me lucky money when I was young, I took it and left; sometimes I was too lazy to even say thank you."

"How come when it's your turn, now that I've finally managed to get something for Brother Yuanwang, you're being polite?"

"Haha, that's true too."

Lin Yong laughed, putting away the subconscious fake politeness he had developed after many years of experience in society.

With no outsiders around, the family in the hospital room was harmonious, and laughter continued.

Even the grandmother, who had been worried for many days, had a smile blooming on her face.

Before they knew it, they chatted until evening.

After eating, Lin Wanqiu and Lin Yong allocated the time, letting Lin Yong accompany him for the first week, and she would take turns for the second week, then she and the grandmother would go home separately.

The grandmother was also getting old, and staying up late was always bad.

After getting off the taxi, the brother, sister, and mother walked on the street near the familiar residential area.

Just like an evening twenty-plus years ago,

after eating, just like a usual walk to digest food.

"Let me tell you, that person in the factory next door..."

"You brat! Don't run around, you..."

On the basketball court, children were playing, young mothers were gathered together chatting about gossip, and fathers were smoking, bragging, and farting.

It was just like what happened twenty-plus years ago, only the people in it were different.

"I remembered one thing."

Lin Wanqiu suddenly said: "A few days ago, a child called me Grandma Lin. At that time, I was stunned, feeling something was wrong, but after thinking about it carefully, I'm over sixty; it really is the age of a grandmother."

"It's time to hold a grandson."

She looked at the brother and sister with a dangerous gaze: "You two are not young anymore; when will you give birth to a grandson for me? Although I want to cultivate, I can hire someone to bring them, and I can look at them occasionally."

"This..."

Jiang Yuan gave a sheepish smile and subconsciously hid behind Jiang Ding.

"Mom, you remembered wrong."

Jiang Ding said calmly: "I am sixteen this year; how can I have a child at sixteen? It's nonsense."

"You, sixteen?"

Lin Wanqiu sneered.

She is now at Qi Refining Level 4, and the aura of the "Ancient Wood Reincarnation Technique" around her is looming, with an extremely faint meaning of long-lasting immortality.

Jiang Ding felt relieved.

Having studied the technique for five years and cultivated for seven years, under the environment of many pills and a Tier 1 top-grade spirit vein cultivation room, having this progress is considered relatively slow.

But slow doesn't matter; having progress is a good thing.

"If Jiang Yuan has ideas, she can consider having a test-tube baby."

Jiang Ding thought for a while and said: "Now test-tube baby technology is very mature; you only need the father's and mother's genes to do it, artificial embryos, just cultivate and give birth. As for bringing the child, you can buy a smart parenting robot."

"This won't do!"

"I don't want a child yet."

Jiang Yuan refused flatly.

"Alright."

Lin Wanqiu said with disappointment, but she couldn't force the two of them to give birth.

"By the way, what do you think of Qi Qingshi?"

Jiang Ding shifted the topic to the young man during the day and asked.

"Very good."

Jiang Yuan looked at him vigilantly and answered without hesitation: "Witty, handsome, humorous, and hardworking, and his grades are good. Except for his martial arts aptitude being a bit poor, there are no shortcomings."

"Is this your thought?"

"This is a fact."

Jiang Yuan emphasized again.

"Mm, you know, I'm not good at socializing and have no ability to recognize people."

"But relying on a soul and spiritual sense that far exceeds mortals, I can also clearly sense the general thoughts of mortals."

Jiang Ding said seriously: "This person has an extremely heavy utilitarian heart; he is the kind of person who can give up everything for the sake of utility. This is my judgment as a Foundation Establishment cultivator; you can refer to it."

"Of course, I cannot interfere with whatever choice you finally make."

Jiang Yuan was silent.

Continue at night.

(End of chapter)