Wanqi Yanghong pushed open the door in front of him.
The cleanly arranged inner chamber, filled with a faint scent of sandalwood, appeared in Gu Jin’s sight.
Without even stepping into the room, Gu Jin’s gaze imdiately locked onto the person on the bed.
Dense black mist surrounded the person on the bed, almost obscuring their form, causing Gu Jin to slightly widen her eyes.
If it weren’t for the faint breathing emanating from the person on the bed, she would have thought it was a dead body lying there.
"Ancestor, how are you today?"
Wanqi Yanghong couldn’t see the dense Evil Qi at all; he walked to the bedside as usual, inquiring about the welfare of the woman lying on the bed.
Although over a hundred years old, the elder at that mont looked as if she were in her fifties, still possessing a thick head of black hair.
The woman’s cloudy eyes stared fixedly at Gu Jin standing outside the door, filled with eagerness and intensity.
It was this intense gaze that brought back Gu Jin’s focus.
She narrowed her eyes, scanning the elder on the bed.
Previously, she had thought the ancestor Yihai ntioned was a particularly old man, but did not expect it to be a woman around fifty.
She stepped into the room, walking towards her.
"Little Ninth Master—"
The woman’s voice was hoarse, as if she hadn’t spoken in a long ti.
"Hello."
Gu Jin greeted calmly, her eyes casually glancing at the blanket covering the woman.
The woman lay on the bed, enveloped in black mist all over.
The area where the black mist was thickest was her abdon, sothing that couldn’t be concealed even under the blanket.
She also noticed the woman’s cultivation was at the peak of Qi Refining Ninth Layer, a truly formidable expert.
It was said that nowadays the highest cultivation among dostic cultivators was at Qi Refining Seventh Layer, indicating many things differed from what she understood.
The woman lying on the bed was also observing Gu Jin.
Her hoarse voice sounded again, "I’ve seen you in my foresight."
Gu Jin smiled, her lips pursed, like a well-behaved junior, but her words were not gentle.
"What a coincidence, just now, I also saw your entire life, Wanqi Immortal."
Gu Jin wore a smile, yet vigilance flickered in her eyes.
The woman before her was not rely a fifty-year-old but Wanqi Immortal, over a hundred years old.
She had just opened her Heavenly Eye and witnessed the other’s life.
Those scenes unequivocally revealed to her that the person before her was a formidable character.
For so many years, if it weren’t for her presence, the Wanqi Family would have long t its demise or been expelled from the Four Great Families.
Wanqi Yihai didn’t deceive her; the woman before her indeed was their Wanqi Family’s last trump card.
As soon as the na Wanqi Immortal was spoken, Wanqi Yanghong’s expression was slightly surprised.
However, Wanqi Immortal maintained a calm deanor, the rembrance appearing in her cloudy eyes.
"Immortal? Perhaps everyone outside has forgotten these old bones."
The elder had a kindly face as she patted Wanqi Yanghong’s hand, "Go fetch a chair for Little Ninth Master."
"Understood, Ancestor."
Gu Jin sat on the chair Wanqi Yanghong brought, watching Wanqi Immortal on the bed, truly unable to see how the frail woman before her could support the vast Wanqi Family all alone.
She squinted slightly, "If my guess is correct, what you need now is a Foundation Establishnt Pill."
"Correct."
Wanqi Immortal had already sat up from the bed, lightly nodding at Gu Jin.
Under the illumination of the room light, Gu Jin clearly saw her well-maintained skin, truly incongruent with being an over-a-hundred-year-old elder.
"Forgive for being blunt, but even if you are given a Foundation Establishnt Pill, it won’t help; you won’t live long."
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