Can a terminally ill girl's hopes for a miracle really come true?

“Good!”

“Comrade Guohui, we believe you will absolutely live up to this important task!”

The Grand Elder's face revealed a gratified smile as he solemnly patted Lin Guohui’s shoulder.

“Alright, we won’t disturb your Cultivation any further.”

“Let’s go.”

With the matter settled, the Four Elders were satisfied and prepared to return home.

“Grandpas, should I give you a ride?”

Lin Xiyue, seeing this, asked eagerly.

Her fingertips already had Void Realm power flowing, seemingly ready to tear open a rift at any moment.

“No, no, no!”

“Girl Yue, our old legs are still fine, we’ll walk ourselves!”

The Second Elder, seeing this posture, waved his hands repeatedly in fright, shaking his head like a rattle-drum. Before he even finished speaking, he took off running.

The other three Elders also showed full resistance, following the Second Elder’s pace one after another, moving with remarkable agility.

Although this place was a rugged mountain, without even a decent path.

But this did not prevent the four old men from moving as swiftly as if they were flying.

They were, after all, Cultivators at the Body Tempering First Level, with physical qualities several times stronger than normal people.

Before, running wildly on such a mountain was risking their lives.

Now, it could only be considered a warm-up.

“Sigh… alright.”

“Then I’ll go back and wait for you all.”

Seeing that no one wanted a ride from her, Lin Xiyue pouted regretfully, then casually tore open a rift herself and hopped in.

The dark rift quickly healed, as if it had never appeared.

“This is too outrageous…”

“The Great Sage Equal to Heaven still had to do a somersault, but you just directly traversed space?”

Lin Guohui witnessed this entire scene, only feeling his worldview being constantly refreshed, completely unable to comprehend it.

However, the next second he shook his head, no longer dwelling on such matters.

If he couldn't comprehend it, it must be because his strength was not yet strong enough.

Once his strength became stronger, he would be able to comprehend it!

So he immediately sat down cross-legged, continuing to Cultivate and absorb Spiritual Qi on this somewhat abundant mountain.

And it must be said, ever since he became a Qi Refining Realm Cultivator, he had grown to like the feeling of Cultivating more and more.

This process of becoming stronger, though slow, yet clearly perceptible, was indeed intoxicating… After the Four Elders returned, soon, various plans were systematically issued.

The entire area around Mount Taibai also became lively at a visible speed.

Large engineering vehicles were urgently dispatched day and night.

Countless engineering teams moved in, with bright lights, and the roar of machinery never stopped for twenty-four hours.

To establish a large-scale Immortal Cultivation university in one month.

This sounded like a fantasy.

However, when the entire national machinery operates at full capacity, regardless of any cost, this is no longer an impossible task… The major actions on Mount Taibai were not deliberately concealed.

Therefore, many related news and discussions soon appeared online.

However, not many people truly cared about this matter.

Simply because their attention was now entirely focused on another recently exploded hot topic.

What would happen if Great Xia initiated Cultivating Immortality for All ( Cultivating Immortality for All is not in the glossary, so it remains as is) ( Cultivating Immortality for All is not in the glossary, so it remains as is) for everyone?

In a post on a certain social platform, a tall building had already been built.

“Immortal Cultivation… are there really Immortals in this world?”

“Upstairs, the question you're asking, isn't this just feudal superstition? How can you take it seriously?”

“How did this topic even get popular? It's so inexplicable.”

“Who knows? The internet is like that, some outrageous topics always inexplicably catch fire.”

“But I think it’s very interesting!”

“If… I mean if… people could really Cultivate Immortals, wouldn’t they no longer be afraid of cancer?”

“In that case… I wouldn’t have to die either…”

As soon as this comment was posted, the originally lively thread fell silent for dozens of seconds.

Then people gradually began to reply.

“Brother, looking at your profile, you just came of age!”

“How did you get a terminal illness at such a young age?”

“Yeah, that’s so unfortunate!”

“Don’t be discouraged, brother, you’re so young, there’s definitely still hope! You must actively seek treatment!”

“Come on, hang in there!”

“Take your medicine, do your chemotherapy, listen to the doctor, and don't give up hope.”

Countless strangers left messages in the sub-replies, encouraging this young person they had never met.

A moment later, that person replied.

“Thank you all for your concern.”

“Unfortunately… my symptoms were discovered late, and it’s already late stage.”

“The doctor said… I can only live for two or three more months at most…”

As soon as this was said, the comment section, which had just been full of goodwill, fell silent again.

“Sigh…”

“Brother, your life is too bitter.”

“Your life had just begun, yet…”

“I’m breaking down, I’m breaking down… My eyes are getting sore from watching, and I’m a grown man.”

“I really wish Immortal Cultivation was real now, so you, brother, would be saved!”

“Although… hoping Immortal Cultivation is real is not as good as hoping that within the limited life of the original poster, a special medicine can be successfully developed…”,

“Even though, this is almost impossible…”

As this topic unfolded, the mood of the netizens became somewhat low and heavy.

“It’s okay, at first I was also very desperate, but now I’ve come to terms with it.”

“Since my life has begun its countdown, I will definitely live these last days well, and try my best to have no regrets.”

“Thank you all for your concern.”

“Finally, I wish everyone all the best!”

“One more thing, I’m actually a girl, not a brother!”

...In a ward at the First People's Hospital in Jianghai City.

After typing out the last paragraph of text, a pale-faced girl curved her lips into a faint smile, then turned off her phone.

Afterward, she leaned back on the pillow, somewhat fatigued, and quietly looked at the clear blue sky outside the window.

The girl's smile gradually faded, replaced by a hint of unconcealable bitterness.

Who would have thought that just a few months ago, she was a high school graduate full of aspirations for her upcoming university life.

However, fate is unpredictable.

Today, a few months later, she could only lie on this cold hospital bed, quietly awaiting the arrival of death.

Even though she had now managed to convince herself to accept this outcome,

But thinking that her life was about to be forever frozen at eighteen, her heart was still incredibly bitter.

“Fate… is truly cruel…”

The girl slowly closed her eyes, finally letting out an almost imperceptible sigh.

During this time, she had been praying for a miracle to appear.

But the closer she got to death, the more she understood that a miracle, she feared, had never existed from the beginning…