Chapter 731
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Chapter 731 Embracing Death to Live
The Qin family estate wasn’t particularly large, but apart from the four buildings inside, most of the area from the main gate onwards was occupied by gardens filled with plants.
Lush vegetable gardens, grasslands with cattle and sheep, and a clear artificial stream.
These landscapes made the Qin family estate look less like a large family home and more like a park.
Fang Yu walked forward unhurriedly, led by a servant.
Although he hadn’t visited for many years, the Qin family estate hadn’t changed much.
Fang Yu glanced at the vegetable gardens and grasslands on both sides, and the image of a young Qin Wudao appeared in his mind.
Back then, Qin Wudao had been abandoned by his family at just ten years old.
He stood on the street begging, with that stubborn yet resigned expression that remained vivid in memory.
Eventually, Fang Yu took Qin Wudao away and lived with him for nearly ten years.
In Fang Yu’s heart, Qin Wudao’s personality was very similar to his own.
Unfortunately, Qin Wudao had no spiritual root… which is commonly known as having no talent for cultivation.
People without spiritual roots could still practice cultivation, but the difficulty would be at least a hundred times greater than for others, and effort might not necessarily yield results.
Therefore, Qin Wudao himself had no desire to walk the path of cultivation.
During those ten years, Fang Yu mostly taught Qin Wudao principles of conduct and wisdom in handling affairs.
Ten years passed quickly.
At the age of twenty, Fang Yu sent Qin Wudao back to Yan City to do what he wanted to do.
Later, Qin Wudao returned to the Qin family, punished those who had abandoned him, successfully took control, and reversed the declining trend of the Qin family, making it rise again.
Now, the Qin family firmly stood among the top ranks in the secular world of North Capital.
This was the ultimate achievement possible for Qin Wudao as an ordinary person who couldn’t cultivate.
“Mr. Fang, the master… is on the second floor of this building,” the servant bowed and said.
Fang Yu looked up at the building in front of him. It was a two-story small house with an extremely simple appearance.
Fang Yu stepped inside.
There was no one on the first floor, so Fang Yu went directly up the stairs to the second floor.
Ahead was a living room with two people standing in it.
One was Qin Lang who had just called Fang Yu, and the other was Qin Yimo, whom he hadn’t seen for a long time.
Qin Yimo was wiping away tears, while Qin Lang immediately spotted Fang Yu.
“Mr. Fang!” Qin Lang quickly walked forward, his eyes red.
“Where is your grandfather?” Fang Yu asked.
“He’s on the balcony… besides you, he’s unwilling to see anyone else,” Qin Lang said with moist eyes, “We’re only allowed to stay here because we begged him several times…”
“I see. I’ll go see him. You two wait downstairs,” Fang Yu said.
“…Alright.” Qin Lang nodded and turned to look at Qin Yimo.
Qin Yimo’s eyes were swollen. She glanced at Fang Yu, shook her head, and said in a tearful voice, “I want to wait here! In case grandfather wants to see me later…”
“Go downstairs first. If he wants to see you, I’ll let you know,” Fang Yu said.
Qin Yimo bit her red lips, wiped the tears from her eyes, took a deep breath, nodded, and finally went downstairs with Qin Lang.
Fang Yu looked toward the balcony ahead and walked forward.
Arriving on the balcony, he could see Qin Wudao half-lying in a recliner, staring blankly at the scenery outside.
His face was covered with wrinkles, he was skin and bones, aged beyond recognition.
In Fang Yu’s memory, Qin Wudao was still as he had been twenty-four years ago, at Qin Yimo’s first birthday.
At that time, Qin Wudao was in his early sixties, which was considered quite old among ordinary people.
But back then, his face showed no signs of aging.
Now, twenty-four years later, there wasn’t a trace of vitality left in Qin Wudao’s face.
This change surprised Fang Yu.
“You finally came.”
Qin Wudao turned his head slightly to look at Fang Yu, his wrinkled face twitching into a smile.
“I promised I would see you before your life span was exhausted, and I never break my word,” Fang Yu said.
“Fortunately, I could hold on until you arrived,” Qin Wudao said in an extremely hoarse voice.
“It didn’t take me long to get here, probably just about three seconds,” Fang Yu said, raising his right hand. “Do you see this ring on my finger? It’s called a Void Spirit Ring. I embedded a teleportation spell in it that can transfer me thousands of kilometers in a short time.”
“Hehe… I’m about to die, and you’re still poking at my inability to cultivate,” Qin Wudao laughed.
“I didn’t mean to,” Fang Yu smiled and said.
Qin Wudao laughed a couple of times, then began coughing violently.
“I remember when you called me in the first half of the year, your voice was full of energy. How did you suddenly become like this in just half a year?” Fang Yu asked.
Qin Wudao shook his head, looked at Fang Yu, and said, “You may not understand… but for ordinary people, aging happens in an instant.”
“I really didn’t expect this,” Fang Yu said. “I taught you a set of body-strengthening techniques before. If you had practiced them properly, I estimated you would live to at least ninety-five. But you’re only in your eighties now, right?”
“I haven’t been able to do those body-strengthening exercises for five years,” Qin Wudao said. “Those movements became too difficult for my old bones.”
“That’s where the problem lies,” Fang Yu said. “You should have persisted.”
“Cough… it’s enough. I’ve lived for eighty-seven years, that’s enough,” Qin Wudao said. “Facing death to embrace life – living too long only brings more suffering. That’s the principle you taught me.”
“That’s relatively speaking,” Fang Yu said. “For someone like me who lives for thousands of years, immortality is indeed painful. But for you, extending your life to over a hundred years would just be longevity, a blessing.”
Qin Wudao smiled without speaking, looking at the scenery ahead.
Fang Yu also looked forward.
In this direction, they could see mountains one after another.
It was evening, and the sun was slowly setting, with the clouds in the sky turning crimson.
“Do you really not want to live a few more years?” Fang Yu asked, looking at the clouds in the sky.
“I don’t want to… If it weren’t for the fact that the Qin family didn’t have enough outstanding people to grow up back then, I would have followed Qinglian forty years ago,” Qin Wudao’s face was withered, but his eyes remained clear and bright.
At this moment, his eyes revealed a reminiscent look.
In his memory, that graceful figure was always beckoning to him.
This time, he didn’t want to, and couldn’t, let her down again.
“My will… I’ve already prepared it. I will pass the position of family head to Yimo,” Qin Wudao said. “The Qin family is still in a precarious situation. If you’re willing, please help Yimo.”
At this point, Qin Wudao began coughing violently.
“Don’t worry, I knew what you were planning when you sent Qin Yimo to see me in Jiangnan,” Fang Yu smiled faintly and said, “I will definitely help Qin Yimo.”
“My efforts over the years haven’t been enough. The enemies of the Qin family haven’t been completely eliminated, and there are also problems within the family… This is what I worry about most,” Qin Wudao struggled to turn his head to look at Fang Yu.
“Since I’ve agreed to help Qin Yimo, I will naturally eliminate these enemies as well,” Fang Yu said.
“I shouldn’t have troubled you with these matters,” After Fang Yu agreed, Qin Wudao breathed a sigh of relief, his voice becoming much lower, “Unfortunately, my energy is completely exhausted.”
“A person’s energy is limited. You shouldn’t blame yourself for this,” Fang Yu said.
Qin Wudao’s eyes were half-closed, as if he was extremely tired and about to fall asleep.
But at this moment, he seemed to remember something, turned his head to look at Fang Yu, and asked, “After death, can people really go to another place?”
“Of course. As long as the fate is right, you will definitely meet Qinglian,” Fang Yu answered.
“That’s good,” Qin Wudao turned his head back, looking at the sunset gradually disappearing behind the hillside in the distance, and said slowly, “Thank you, Brother Fang, goodbye.”
The address “Brother Fang” instantly made Fang Yu feel as if Qin Wudao had returned to his youth.
But in the next second, Qin Wudao’s life force completely dissipated, bringing Fang Yu back to reality.
Qin Wudao closed his eyes, a faint smile on his face, as if he had just fallen asleep temporarily.
“I hope you really can meet Qinglian,” Fang Yu patted Qin Wudao’s shoulder and turned to leave the balcony.
