117: Su's father passed away

After dispersing all the Mortals, Su Yu brought Qin Zhu and Su Luo back to the Su Residence.

This mundane farce was not even worth mentioning as a minor interlude in his eyes.

Upon returning to the Su Residence, Su Yu looked at the almost unchanged layout of the manor, and a trail of moisture slid from the corner of his eye.

He touched the corner of his eye, not knowing when he had started weeping silently.

He even felt somewhat afraid to face Father Su, unable to bear seeing his aged appearance.

He was even less able to bear witnessing the scene of being separated by life and death.

"Is it true that the closer one gets to home, the more timid one feels?"

Su Yu murmured to himself, then took a step forward, as if breaking through an invisible barrier.

His entire Dao Heart became increasingly firm, like a sharp spear piercing straight into the sky.

"I didn't expect Heart Demons to be haunting me at every moment. If I were to hesitate, my Dao Heart would be clouded by a layer of haze."

A self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of Su Yu's mouth.

If the Dao Heart were to be covered in dust, it would be dangerous when encountering Heart Demons in the future.

The servants in the manor had changed generation after generation, yet the layout of the Su Residence remained exactly as it was.

This was enough to show how much Father Su doted on this son.

The sudden appearance of the three did not cause any alarm among the servants.

In fact, the servants could not see them at all.

Qin Zhu and Su Luo both found this scene quite marvelous, but they could only attribute it to the methods of an Immortal.

As Su Yu arrived familiarly at his father's bedroom door and heard the heavy breathing from within, his heart felt as if it were gripped by a giant hand.

"Is it Yuer? Yuer, you've finally come back!"

Suddenly, Father Su—who was now incredibly old, covered in age spots, and with wrinkled skin—seemed to sense something from the bed.

He struggled to sit up, lifting his hand with great effort.

"Father, your child has come."

Su Yu could no longer restrain his emotions. He pushed open the door, walked to Father Su in a few steps, and tightly held his hand.

Qin Zhu and Su Luo followed closely behind.

"These past few days, I've been dreaming constantly. I dreamed that my Yuer came back to see me.

Yuer, I'm not dreaming right now, am I?"

Father Su's speech was slurred, and he spoke word by word, gasping for breath after each one.

"Father, you are not dreaming."

Su Yu felt a pang of sorrow. He transferred his magic power into Father Su's body and spoke in a heavy tone.

Father Su's body began to experience a final surge of vitality, and his whole being seemed to become healthy again.

His originally cloudy eyes even revealed a sharp glint.

Birth, aging, sickness, and death are the rules of the world. Even Cultivators cannot interfere with a Mortal's path toward death.

After all, there is a limit to extending a Mortal's Lifespan.

Father Su had clearly reached his limit. Even if his Lifespan were extended to forcibly sustain his life, at most his Physical Body would live while his Soul would enter Reincarnation.

He would merely become a living corpse.

In the end, a Mortal is not a Cultivator; if he were a Cultivator, Su Yu could still forcibly keep him!

As for the System, it did indeed possess means to grant Father Su a Spiritual Root, but such things were extremely rare even in the Spirit Realm, and certainly not something he could afford right now.

He was only a Spirit Transformation Cultivator. Giving him this final surge of vitality was the last thing Su Yu could do.

"Yuer, I didn't expect to see you one last time before I died. You've grown thin."

Father Su reached out to stroke Su Yu's head and spoke lovingly.

Even though the touch felt real, he still thought he was in a dream.

He didn't think about why he had regained his vitality; he was afraid that once he asked, the dream would shatter and his Yuer would disappear.

"Your child has failed you. I haven't returned home for so many years!"

A trace of sadness appeared in Su Yu's eyes.

A large amount of forgotten memories merged into his mind, bringing endless sorrow to Su Yu.

"Children have their own fortunes. Since you have sought the path of Immortality, then focus on seeking the Dao.

You have become an Immortal, and I am immensely proud. You are the pride of the Su family! You haven't failed me in any way!"

Father Su shook his head with a light smile and spoke slowly, not blaming Su Yu for not coming home once in all these years.

But this only made Su Yu's heart feel even heavier.

"Father, your child is now a legendary Spirit Transformation Ancestor. If you have any unfulfilled wishes, please tell me!"

Su Yu spoke solemnly.

He wanted to do something for Father Su in his final moments.

"No need, Yuer. If I have any wishes, it's that I didn't get to see you marry and have children.

But since you've become an Immortal with infinite Lifespan, when you choose to marry is your own business.

I am already very happy to see you before I go. Besides, Xu'er and Little Luo are both very filial.

It's just this girl Qin Zhu, she has been waiting for you all this time. You must not let her down!"

Father Su said with a smile, shaking his head.

However, when he mentioned Qin Zhu, he grabbed Su Yu's hand and spoke with a serious tone.

"I understand, Father!"

Su Yu nodded solemnly.

"Qin Zhu, Little Luo, you're back too. That's good. If Xu'er were here, the whole family would be together... Qin Zhu, you don't need to burn incense and pray for me every day anymore. It's time for you to live for yourself, girl.

Little Luo, you are very filial. For the sake of my illness, you traveled across the entire Great Xia to find all sorts of rare medicinal herbs for me.

But my illness is a matter of nature and cannot be cured. You must also take good care of yourself, marry a wife soon, and have a big fat son..."

Father Su turned to look at Qin Zhu and Su Luo beside him, beckoning them closer. He held both their hands and spoke lovingly.

However, the more he spoke, the more his essence was consumed.

It reached a point where even the magic power Su Yu was transferring could hardly maintain his life force.

It could only keep Father Su's Physical Body full of blood and Qi, but his Soul was gradually dissipating.

In particular, Su Yu could faintly sense two figures approaching from within the illusions.

One black and one white, they seemed like the legendary Black and White Impermanence.

Their arrival clearly announced that Father Su's Lifespan had reached its end.

However, Su Yu was unable to stop it. With his Soul Transformation cultivation, he could only see blurred phantoms.

Clearly, the cultivation of these Black and White Impermanence was far above his own.

"Can even a Spirit Transformation Cultivator not interfere with the Reincarnation of the Mortal world..."

Su Yu sighed deeply.

However, those two blurred shadows seemed to sense Su Yu's presence and stopped their footsteps.

It was as if they were giving Su Yu more time to say goodbye.

Seeing this, Su Yu bowed to the two figures!

The two figures also returned a bow to Su Yu.

"Little Xu, if you see your father, tell him for me that he is very excellent. I am at ease leaving the Su Residence in his hands.

He has worked hard all these years.

Sister Jin, I'm coming down to accompany you..."

Father Su's voice grew heavier, as if every word consumed a great deal of physical strength.

By the time he finished his last sentence, his Soul had already begun to gradually dissipate.

However, in a daze, Father Su seemed to see something.

He struggled to open his eyes, wanting to see clearly.

He saw it—on the other side of the Naihe Bridge, there was a beautiful woman waiting for him, smiling and waving at him. Her face remained as it always was.

That person was his most beloved Sister Jin... Father Su, with a smile, wanted to go find his Sister Jin.

And so, Father Su lost his life force and passed away.

A wealthy merchant of Great Xia who had lived for over a hundred years left the world... "Father!"

"Foster Father!"

"Grandfather!"

Su Yu and the others could not help but cry out loudly.

Unfortunately, the old man could no longer hear them.

However, Su Yu saw a fairly clear figure among the two black and white figures being taken away.

It was indeed Father Su's Soul.

It was different from the Divine Soul of a Cultivator.

Just as he was being taken away, the black and white figures specifically allowed Father Su to say goodbye to Su Yu.

Father Su's Soul smiled and waved at Su Yu before leaving with the Black and White Impermanence.

"Seniors, Junior will keep this great kindness in mind!"

Seeing this, Su Yu bowed deeply toward the two.