Chapter 204: 204: The Young Great-Grandmother
Because Mu Qiuniang is petite, her dress carries a hint of the little princess’s charm, with lace and gauze, making her resemble an elf from the peak of ice and snow. Her entire being exudes a crystalline quality, pristine and immaculate.
Such a person is like a well-protected pearl, carefully cherished at one’s fingertips.
Yet, who could imagine that she is the revered and highly praised grandaunt from the Mu family?
Old Master Zhan was utterly shocked; is this the "Master" his son and grandson venerate so much?! Although they have always emphasized how young this "Master" is, he never expected her to be this young?!
She seems to barely be older than his grandson, right?
However, he dared not underestimate this woman. He knew that in this world, some people, the more untouched by the Mortal World and uniquely exquisite, are those one can only admire from afar and must never offend.
Old Master Zhan hesitated for a moment. Seeing Old Master Mu stand up as soon as she appeared, he too stood up.
"Grandaunt, I’m sorry to trouble you at this time!" Old Master Mu couldn’t stay calm when thinking about her "Immortal" status. Although they had met briefly before, there was hardly any chance to speak.
Mu Qiuniang nodded to him lightly.
"Grandaunt, hello, I’m Jingshu’s grandfather. Our Jingshu is much indebted to you..."
"Hello!" Mu Qiuniang spoke with a voice as cold as snow, "Since Jingshu has become my Disciple, his matters naturally become mine. This is what I should do."
"As his grandfather, I still have to thank you. If it weren’t for your intervention, my grandson wouldn’t have lived past eighteen. This has been my heartache... Now that he’s well, you’re our family’s great benefactor. I want to thank you, thank you!" Compared to Zhan Zhengxiao and Fu Chunxue, Old Master Zhan understood Zhan Jingshu’s situation more clearly.
Through some old connections, he could lightly come into contact with some strange people. After failing to find medical help, he also tried to invite these eccentric individuals to save his grandson. However, an old acquaintance brought in a "Master," who, regrettably, shook his head and said, "The one protected by the heavens, cannot be kept, cannot be kept..."
"Master, is there really no way?" At that time, Zhan Jingshu was very young, just three or four years old, precisely when he was adorable. Old Master Zhan looked at his little grandson, who understood nothing and looked at him with innocent eyes. How could he not feel heartache?
From birth, Zhan Jingshu was smarter and more nimble than others, full of Spiritual Energy. Not only that, since his birth, the Zhan Family had been on the rise, inexplicably avoiding many natural and man-made disasters. He was simply the family’s lucky star.
How could a child like this not be beloved by Old Master Zhan?
"Old Master Zhan, in this world, some people are especially favored by the heavens. From birth, they possess blessings that ordinary people do not. However, being a mere mortal, their bodies may not hold up. Once blessings exceed certain limits, it becomes a misfortune. Water overflows when full; if it can’t overflow, it causes damage..."
After that, Zhan Jingshu’s illness became Old Master Zhan’s heartache. He no longer dared to contact the child casually. He feared that, should the affection grow too deep, he couldn’t bear the loss. This is why, during the years of Zhan Jingshu’s growing up, Old Master Zhan occasionally avoided him, either visiting old acquaintances or taking time to recuperate.
Zhan Zhengxiao and Fu Chunxue knew the old master’s concern, so they didn’t inform him until Zhan Jingshu’s illness truly improved, fearing he would be upset if it failed.
Thus, Old Master Zhan missed Zhan Jingshu’s "treatment."
In his excitement, Old Master Zhan could not stand steadily. Zhan Jingshu quickly supported him: "Grandfather..."
"I’m fine! I’m just happy, truly happy..." Old Master Zhan held onto Zhan Jingshu’s hand, and though he was not in tears, there was a slight sting in his eyes, "These years, grandfather has wronged you. Knowing you needed more love due to your poor health, but fearing to lose you, I stayed away..."
"Grandfather, I know all about it, don’t get excited. Your heart isn’t well."
"It’s nothing, I’ve lived this long, long enough. You are young. As long as you live many more years, even longer than I, I’ll be relieved..." Old Master Zhan didn’t forget to confirm with Mu Qiuniang, "Grandaunt, Jingshu will surely have a long life, right?"
"If there are no natural or man-made disasters, absolutely." Mu Qiuniang said with certainty.
A Cultivator, as long as not killed by others or lost in cultivation deviation, can easily live for hundreds of years. Moreover, given Zhan Jingshu’s talent, Ascension is not out of reach, and a hundred years would only be a small matter.
Zhan Jingshu was somewhat amused and touched: "Grandfather, I’ve told you many times, since becoming a disciple, I am assured of a long life, so why don’t you believe me? How could I lie to you? Look, you asked Master, and she said the same."
"It’s just that I didn’t dare to believe," Old Master Zhan’s heart wasn’t fully settled, he said, "My grandson here, I once invited Masters to see him, they all said he is a person of great fortune, but it’s because of the excessive fortune that we ordinary humans cannot keep him... These Masters said that the heavens excessively favor Jingshu, too much to bear..."
These mysterious things were unclear to Old Master Zhan. He could only relay what the Masters said to Mu Qiuniang, hoping she could genuinely resolve this issue.
If she could indeed solve it, it would mean her abilities surpass those Masters. Then, they would have all the more reason to ’revere’ this Master.
"The heavens indeed favor Jingshu. He is the most gifted person I’ve seen, even surpassing me. As long as he follows the principles of listening and complying, his current fortune—not to mention gaining more from the heavens—will be entirely bearable." Mu Qiuniang spoke profoundly, "In this world, nothing is impossible. Where there is blockage, there is flow. Even with great fortune, once channeled, harnessed, there’s nothing to fear."
"You’re right, absolutely right. Those earlier Masters said the same, but unfortunately, they had no means to channel and could only let it block up, growing more and more, until the body couldn’t bear it, hence the limit of eighteen years... The days are short, is there enough time?"