The cold wind howled and snow flew everywhere. The tavern was located at the corner of the street. It was very shabby and had no customers.
After a few years, Uncle Jiang had aged even more. His hair was completely white, and the wrinkles on his face had increased.
The tables and chairs were already very clean, but he was still wiping them slowly. His muddy eyes seemed to be reminiscing, and his expression was somewhat absent-minded.
His clothes were very old and patched, and his hands were full of calluses. His movements were very slow, and his back was already bent. His white hair was sparse.
Seeing this scene, Ye Fan's heart ached. Why was it like this? The Jiang Family had brought the grandfather and grandson to the north, but why were their lives still so difficult?
This lonely old man lost his son in his old age, and he raised Little Ting Ting alone. He thought that their living conditions would change after coming to the Jiang Family, but it turned out to be like this.
He walked into the tavern, bringing with him a cold wind. The old man's frail body immediately trembled, and he slowly turned around.
Ye Fan hurriedly closed the door to block the cold wind. He revealed a smile and said, "Uncle, do you have something to eat?"
Uncle Jiang seemed to be very happy to see a customer. The wrinkles on his face seemed to have melted a little. He wiped his hands and brought tea over.
"Little brother, what do you want to eat?"
"Anything, no need to be so particular." Ye Fan didn't want him to work hard. He was so old, but he was still running a tavern. He couldn't bear to see this.
"Okay, wait a moment." Uncle Jiang turned and walked down.
Ye Fan quietly sized up the tavern. It was very small, and there were only a few tables. However, it was very clean, almost like the tavern in the past. The layout and furnishings were very similar.
There were still no patrons, and it was just the old man running the tavern alone. In this cold winter, there were almost no customers.
Ye Fan scanned every corner and found that the old man seemed to live here alone. He didn't find anything about Little Ting Ting, such as clothes.
Not long after, the old man brought over some piping hot food. It wasn't any delicacy, but it was enough to stimulate one's appetite.
Ye Fan ate a large bowl of noodles and a few pancakes. He even finished all the dishes.
"Little brother, you really have a good appetite. I could eat so much when I was young …" Uncle Jiang smiled kindly and asked him if he was full.
"I'm full. It suits my appetite," Ye Fan said with a smile.
Uncle Jiang cleaned up the dishes and poured tea for him again. With a guest here, his face was full of smiles. He was truly happy.
"Uncle, do you live here alone?" Ye Fan asked.
"Yes." The old man began to wipe the table again.
"Uncle, the table is already very clean. Look, it's already shiny. If you wipe it again, it can be used as a mirror."
"I'm old and have nothing to do. I can't help but want to wipe myself." Uncle Jiang put down the rag, shook his head, and sat down.
"Don't you have any relatives?" Ye Fan asked carefully, afraid to make the old man sad.
"Yes, I have a granddaughter."
Although the old man was smiling, Ye Fan could see a hidden worry in his eyes, as if he was worried about something.
What happened? Did something happen to Tingting? Ye Fan was puzzled.
"Doesn't she live with you?"
"No, she's cultivating with someone. But this child is very filial. She comes back to see me every half a month." The old man was very happy.
But Ye Fan was even more suspicious because the old man definitely had some kind of worry that couldn't be resolved.
Ye Fan thought about it and walked out of the small tavern. He walked around the small town and sensed everything with his Heaven Origin Divine Instinct.
He didn't find any cultivators. There were no Jiang family members here. They were all ordinary people. Soon, he returned to the small tavern.
"Come, little brother, have another cup of tea." Uncle Jiang greeted him. He didn't ask why he came back.
"Uncle, do you still remember me?" Ye Fan's bones creaked as he returned to his original appearance. He needed to find out what had happened. He was really worried about the grandfather and grandson.
"Child, it's you …" Uncle Jiang's murky eyes opened wide in surprise.
After several years, Ye Fan's appearance had changed. He was already fifteen or sixteen years old, but the old man still recognized him quickly.
"Child, you …" The old man was very emotional.
"Uncle Jiang, please sit down. Let's talk slowly." Ye Fan helped him sit on a chair in front of the fire.
"I heard from Tingting that you've caused a lot of trouble. Many people are trying to catch you." Uncle Jiang was very worried.
Ye Fan smiled and said, "I'm living well. Don't worry, no one can catch me."
"Every time Tingting comes back, she says that she needs to cultivate well so that she can save you in the future. I'm also very worried about you."
Ye Fan was very touched. Little Tingting was only four or five years old when they parted. He thought that she might not remember him at such a young age after all these years. He didn't expect this sensible child to remember him and want to save him.
The Sacred Physique of the Ancients had caused a lot of trouble in the Northern Region. He had a holy item. Even Little Tingting had heard about it.
Uncle Jiang pulled Ye Fan with his calloused hands and asked him to sit beside him. He looked at him carefully and said, "It's good that you're fine. It's good that you're fine."
"Uncle, what happened? Why aren't you living in the Jiang residence?"
"It's all cultivators there, and I'm the only ordinary person. I'm not used to living in a place that's suspended in the sky."
"I'm afraid there's something else going on?" Ye Fan asked.
The old man nodded and said, "I don't want to listen to those rumors. I can live on my own."
Ye Fan was infuriated and said, "You're already so old, how can they let you out?"
He already knew that the Jiang family had let down Uncle Jiang's father, Jiang Zhe, who sent a genius far away and died with regret. How could they treat Uncle Jiang like this?
"No, I wanted to come out. I didn't want to live there. Those people are all immortals to me. I'm just a mortal living in a palace on the clouds. It's really uncomfortable. I don't even have someone to talk to."
"How's Tingting? Did something happen?" Ye Fan felt that there was something hidden.
"My poor granddaughter. She might not live to 20 years old." Murky tears flowed down Uncle Jiang's face.
Ye Fan was shocked and said, "What happened?"
"Tingting has some Extreme Yin Physique. They said she would die young …" Uncle Jiang's tears flowed down.
When she first entered the Jiang family, Tingting's cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds. Many geniuses blushed with shame, and her talent shocked the old antiques.
Unfortunately, the old antiques of the Jiang family who had retired soon found out that she had a rare Extreme Yin Physique. In terms of physique, she was extremely powerful.
However, such people did not live for long. Most of them would die young. Since ancient times, apart from one or two people who were famous in the history of cultivation, no one else could live past 20 years old.
After being found to have such a physique, Uncle Jiang heard many rumors. He was a mortal, and the Jiang family was full of cultivators who could fly in the sky and tunnel underground. He was very lonely here and did not want to hear those rumors. Thus, he strongly requested to move out.
Through Uncle Jiang's narration, Ye Fan keenly sensed that the Jiang family was very complicated. There seemed to be two factions.
Uncle Jiang and Little Tingting were the descendants of Divine King Jiang Taixu's bloodline. This bloodline did not have many people, but they were all very powerful. They took good care of Little Tingting and the others.
The people of the other bloodline were very cold. Most of the rumors came from them.
"Even so, I can't let you live in such a shabby little tavern!" Ye Fan was very dissatisfied.
"The people close to Tingting built a mansion for me in a big city where mortals live. However, I'm not used to it. I'm old and always nostalgic. I like the little tavern in the southern region town, so I came here."
"Tingting …"
"Tingting is very optimistic, but I …" The old man's eyes became murky again.
Little Tingting's cultivation advanced rapidly. In less than five years, she was already a young cultivator of the Nirvana Realm. One had to know that she was not even nine years old.
Many of the older members of the Jiang family were shocked. The cultivation speed of the Body of Yin was too shocking. Unfortunately, it would die prematurely, which made them feel that it was a pity.
Ye Fan was also shocked. This was almost a realm every year. It reminded him of Xia Jiuyou, who was already a Four Extremities Cultivator at the age of thirteen or fourteen. Little Tingting's cultivation speed was definitely comparable.
The old cultivators close to Little Tingting tried all kinds of methods. They flipped through ancient books and concocted all kinds of elixirs, but it was all to no avail. In the end, they were helpless.
"Is there really no way at all?" Ye Fan felt very worried when he thought that the cute Little Tingting did not have much time left.
"I heard that we must find the Earthly Fruit to prevent the Body of Yin from dying prematurely." Uncle Jiang's brows were full of worry.
Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat. After the Mortal Essence Fruit matured, it would become the Earthly Fruit. It was a peerless treasure comparable to the Primordial Divine Medicine.
Unfortunately, both the Primordial Divine Medicine and the Earthly Fruit were almost extinct. The old Holy Lord and the old Emperor, who did not have much time left, searched the vast wilderness but could not find it.
If they could find it, they could be reborn. Its value was immeasurable! Unfortunately, no one had ever found it.
"Uncle, don't worry. I can find the Earthly Fruit. Little Tingting will be fine."
"You can find the child?" Uncle Jiang's eyes widened. He then shook his head and said, "You don't need to comfort me. I have already accepted this reality."
"I have cut out the Mortal Essence Fruit from the stone. After it matures, it becomes the Earthly Fruit. I think I can cut out this kind of divine fruit in the future."
"Really?" Uncle Jiang was shocked. "They said that unless the Yuan Taoist Master comes back to life, there is only a sliver of hope to find the Earthly Fruit."
Ye Fan instantly smiled and said, "The reason why I said that is because I received the Yuan Taoist Master's inheritance. Leave Little Tingting's matter to me. Even if I can't cut out the Earthly Fruit, I will find a way to help her find an Primordial Divine Medicine. "
Uncle Jiang choked with emotion. He grabbed Ye Fan with his rough old hand and asked again and again, "Really … really?"
"Really, don't worry!" Ye Fan answered affirmatively.
"In a few days, Tingting will come back to see me. Child, you should go and see Tingting."
Ye Fan smiled and said, "Of course I have to see her. It will be almost five years. I wonder what the little girl is like now."
The wind was biting cold and snow was falling. Ye Fan had been paying attention to all kinds of news these days. He hoped that Divine King Jiang Taixu could walk out of the Purple Mountain alive.
However, he was a little worried. Even if Divine King Jiang was still alive, he most likely didn't have much time left. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to intimidate all the Divine Lords.
"It would be great if there were a few Earthly Fruits." He shook his head. This was too unrealistic.
"If I can cut out a complete divine medicine in the Divine City, then I can solve this problem." He really hoped that Divine King Jiang Taixu was fine and could live a little longer. That way, Little Tingting would be protected and no one would dare to provoke her.
"What a pity. The previous Divine Lords of the Eternal Celestial Dynasty have sat on billions of miles of land, but they still couldn't get the Primordial Divine Medicine."
Four days later, a little girl who was carved out of jade braved the wind and snow and landed in this small town. She bounced into the small tavern.
"Grandpa …"
"Tingting!" Uncle Jiang quickly went to greet her.
"Grandpa, you don't have to worry about me all the time." The little girl was dressed in white, whiter than snow. She was like a porcelain doll, very beautiful and cute. Her face was full of a happy smile.
Uncle Jiang dotingly patted her head and said, "How have you been for the past half a month?"
"Very good. Tingting is very happy. The old ancestor specially allowed me to see the first half of the Eternal Universe Scripture."
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