He sighed softly, "You have a child now, and I can't even see the child. This lifetime, I might never get to hold my grandchild."
Cao Zhen hurriedly comforted her, "Mom, you and Dad are both cultivating the technique I gave you, you can still live for a very long time."
"What's the use of living a long time? Your dad and I can't go to your world, and you can't come back. Besides, the longer we live, the more relatives leave us. We can keep living, but what about them?
Do you know? Before, when I saw relatives passing away one by one, I couldn't take it anymore, I found them and I told them about the cultivation technique, hoping they would cultivate too.
But they thought your dad and I were senile, they didn't listen to us at all. It was hard to find another who would cultivate, but perhaps because of old age, or maybe something your dad and I taught wasn't correct, he didn't achieve much in cultivation, and in the end, he died of cancer.
