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Night.

Looking up at the dark night sky and stars from the eastern horizon, Liang Sheng felt a sense of heaviness. The heavens and Longevity Immortal City seemed closely intertwined.

Before long, he arrived outside the Zhou Family Mansion. Many of the Zhou Family’s younger members were now different from the past, their faces unrecognizable. The older generation of the Zhou Family had dwindled over the years.

However, no one knew that the Zhou Family’s treasury was abundant with cultivation resources. If this were revealed to the outside world, it might have triggered another wave of bloodshed.

The ancient Desolate Domain descendants in the Immortal City lost their cultivation paths, so they hoarded the resources they obtained from the Church of All Beings, rarely using them.

As for the consumption of arrays that maintain the resources, the relative cost was negligible compared to the quantity saved. It was cost-effective.

Over the past 300 years, the Zhou Family had thrived for more than ten generations. The newest generation possessed bloodline abilities and had proven their cultivation speed to be no different from native Immortal City inhabitants.

Unfortunately, considering the current sealed state of Longevity Immortal City, it was difficult for the Zhou Family to maintain their lineage. They only retained the bare minimum of their cultivation quota to ensure ongoing resource storage.

They believed that the era of restriction would not last forever, and they would eventually see the dawn. At that time, the Zhou Family Bloodline would resume its cultivation.

But Liang Sheng’s visit had nothing to do with the Zhou Family. Rather, he was here to reconnect with Master, whose end of life was nearing: Xiang Chen.

Since Jin Quanxiu and others were sent into the Immortal City by Liang Sheng, they had no hope of cultivation in this life due to the Desolate Domain Bloodline.

Previously, Xiang Chen’s only disciple had perished in the Desolate Domain. Now, Xiang Chen was living with his master and junior brother, Shen Wuque, in the Immortal City, barely holding on to life.

However, over the past few centuries, having given up on cultivation, the master and disciple led a carefree life as ordinary people, enjoying their hundreds of years of existence.

But now, Xiang Chen’s end of life was approaching, and Jin Quanxiu was not by his side. It wasn’t that he didn’t care, but witnessing Xiang Chen’s decline weighed heavily on his heart.

At this moment, Xiang Chen lay on his bed, frail, looking no different from a seriously ill elder in the secular world. By his bedside stood Shen Wuque, who guarded him.

During Xiang Chen’s last days, Shen Wuque didn’t want to have any regrets. He watched as Xiang Chen’s Qi weakened, and memories of their time in the Dan Ding Sect filled his mind.

To him, his eldest Senior Brother was like a father. He was always strict with Shen Wuque, and without his guidance, he might never have had the opportunity to break through to the Jin Dan Stage. If that were the case, his lifespan would have been long exhausted by now.

Unknowingly, Shen Wuque’s lips curled into a faint smile, and then he fell into a dream, naturally immersed.

But how could a Golden Core Daoist fall asleep so easily? It was merely Liang Sheng’s doing.

By the time Shen Wuque had completely succumbed to slumber, Liang Sheng had transformed back into Yang Sheng. His junior brother, Xiang Chen, reappeared in the world.

Next, he gently channeled some of his pure life energy into Xiang Chen. It wouldn’t save him, but it would allow him to regain his spirits during his final days rather than die in a daze.

Feeling the warmth coursing through his body in his sleep, Xiang Chen felt reinvigorated, and soon regained consciousness.

Although it was late, his Golden Core Realm vision allowed him to see as though it were daytime at this moment.

“Junior brother?”

At first, Xiang Chen was a bit puzzled, thinking he was experiencing a hallucination. But in the next moment, his eyes widened, and he shook his head.

“It’s impossible. How can my junior brother still be alive? I can’t believe it. I am hallucinating before my end, seeing my junior brother in it. Don’t worry, junior brother, I’ll join you soon.”

After muttering a few words to himself, Xiang Chen looked down at Shen Wuque, sleeping by his side, and couldn’t help but smile.

“Junior brother is still so unreliable, falling asleep by my bedside. If Master knew about this, he would probably scold him for being careless.”

Wearing a benevolent expression, Xiang Chen looked at Shen Wuque. Just then, he realized something was amiss and froze.

It didn’t feel right, wasn’t he dreaming? How could his second junior brother be so vivid, without any traces of an illusion?

At this thought, he struggled to sit up and turned to look at Liang Sheng. Seeing his full-faced smile, Liang Sheng greeted him.

“Eldest Senior Brother, long time no see!”

“Junior brother!?”

Xiang Chen was somewhat disoriented. How did his junior brother come back to life?! He clearly saw his Life Token shattered.

What was going on?

In his shock, Xiang Chen didn’t even realize that he, once void of spirit, was now full of life.

It took him a while before he carefully asked, disbelief mingling with the need for answers, “Junior brother, what on earth is going on?”