The dark red crescent moon hung high in the night sky above a flower-filled prairie, and the transparent figure of his great-grandmother raised her hand.
Her palm rested on Li Muyang's head.
"You sly boy, you must think this through,"
His great-grandmother pleaded for one last time with her descendant, "Making this wish will consume half of the power in your bloodline."
"Your life is already not long, and using up the power of your bloodline will cut at least half of your remaining lifespan. You might not even live for another two years."
"Do you really want to sacrifice yourself for that girl?"
His great-grandmother tried to awaken her descendant's reason.
But Li Muyang nodded earnestly, "I have made up my mind, please help her become an Immortal..."
What have I been struggling for all this time? It's to help Little Wild Grass become an Immortal!
As long as she ascends to the realm of the Immortals, I should be able to complete this game, right?
