“Ai, my good granddaughter, sit down. Your health isn’t good, you need to rest more. It’s grandpa’s fault for not fulfilling his responsibilities as an elder,” he said, patting her thin shoulders with guilt. Now that he had achieved immortality and was soon to ascend to the celestial ranks, an immortal had told him, “You still have unfinished business in the mortal world, how can you ascend to heaven? Do you realize that after wandering for decades, you never visited your family? You’ve forgotten the basic morals of humanity after all these years of seeking enlightenment.” His words were a wake-up call, making him realize he had been so focused on enlightenment that he neglected his family. Using his mystical arts, he opened the Mirror of Time and Space to see what had transpired over the years. He learned of the devastating fire at “Peach Blossom Valley” where his son, daughter-in-law, and hundreds of others perished, leaving only his twelve-year-old granddaughter, now fifteen, to bear the burden of restoring “Peach Blossom Valley.”
Determined, he immediately returned to “Hundred Flowers Valley,” now known as “Endless Valley,” to meet his granddaughter he had never seen before. Yue Zhongshan took out a vibrant green herb from his chest and handed it to Lian’er, saying, “This is the celestial herb from Tianshan, a miraculous medicine for healing. It will greatly benefit your condition.” He didn’t reveal the whole truth; Yue Lianyi’s lifespan was nearing its end, and the next day was when the ox-headed and horse-faced guardians would come for her soul, so he went to Tianshan specifically to fetch this “Life-Extending Herb” to make amends for his decades of neglect.
Lian’er was overjoyed; her lady was finally saved. Over the past month, they had consulted countless doctors, all of whom offered no hope, diagnosing it as “consumption” with no cure. She refused to believe her kind lady would die like this. Now, with the celestial herb from Tianshan, there was hope.
