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Chapter 518: Chapter 256: The Girl She Once Was, Facing Her End

Xiao Ran’s coffin was brought back to the Dragon Capital. Along the way, the common folk vied to cry and send him off, officials wore mourning clothes for him, and the entertainment venues in the capital were closed for three months. Every household in the city hung white lanterns at their doors.

Xiao Zhan held a state funeral for Xiao Ran.

In his heart, he always regarded Xiao Ran as his heir, hoping that after his own abdication, the throne would be taken over by Xiao Ran. Unfortunately, Xiao Ran was troubled by love and offended someone he shouldn’t have. Xiao Zhan couldn’t pass the throne to Xiao Ran and exiled him to the Turks, making him the Turkic King. He was not allowed to step into the Dragon Capital without permission.

He thought that by doing this, he could preserve the foundation of the Xiao Family and ensure Xiao Ran a carefree life in his later years. However, after failing to win over Han Dong, Xiao Ran became depressed, living like a walking corpse, drinking and reveling all day long. Not only did he neglect his cultivation and lose his fighting spirit, but his physical condition also deteriorated rapidly.

Xiao Zhan once flew into a rage over this, wanting to scold Xiao Ran awake, but no matter what, he couldn’t rouse him. So he could only dispatch physicians and mages to take care of Xiao Ran, hoping he could live a long life.

In the end, the scene of white-haired people sending off the black-haired occurred.

On the day of the funeral, the people of the Dragon Capital knelt in the streets crying. Jiang Feng and Han Dong appeared at the Imperial Mausoleum, and when Xiao Ran’s coffin was drawn into the tomb, Han Dong scattered a handful of earth for him.

Jiang Feng also considered following the custom here, grabbing a handful of soil to throw on Xiao Ran’s coffin, but then he remembered that Xiao Ran hated him the most during his lifetime, so he refrained.

After the funeral, Xiao Zhan sent a magical artifact and over a dozen spirit grasses to thank Jiang Feng for setting aside the past grievances and allowing Xiao Ran to be brought back to the Dragon Capital for a proper burial.

Jiang Feng kept the spirit grasses and sent the magical artifact back to avoid Xiao Zhan overthinking.

As the days went by, Jiang Feng was busy refining miraculous elixirs. He discovered that the divine skill methods he currently mastered could no longer help Han Dong. To help Han Dong break through the major limit, he might only be able to work on elixirs.

Their lives soon returned to normal. Xiao Ran’s matter was just a minor interlude.

Three years later.

Bao Longwei followed Han Tieshan’s footsteps.

He persisted till now, thanks to Jiang Feng’s spiritual power prolonging his life.

Over the years, Bao Longwei performed his last services for the Great Zhou, earning posthumous honors and was granted the title of Exotic King by Xiao Zhan.

His tomb was chosen at Black Iron Mountain, buried beneath Han Tieshan’s tomb, a feng shui treasure land a hundred meters apart.

Jiang Feng and Han Dong personally erected a monument for Bao Longwei.

On Bao Longwei’s deathbed, both of them were by his side. Jiang Feng used spiritual power to give Bao Longwei one last support, allowing him to leave peacefully like Chief Wang.

Old friends gradually passed away.

Apart from Han Dong, only Xiao Zhan remained by Jiang Feng’s side.

Watching Han Dong age day by day, Jiang Feng couldn’t help but feel anxious. He began proactively seeking out Xiao Zhan to help him search for spirit medicine and all sorts of rare and exotic remedies.

He was left with no choice but to try everything in the last moments, sparing no effort to help Han Dong break through the major limit.

Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, another twenty years passed.

Han Dong was already 113 years old, and Jiang Feng was 107.

The courtyard where they had been residing within the Imperial City had been uninhabited for decades.

The courtyard was overgrown with weeds, and the roof tiles showed signs of loosening and collapse.

A dozen years ago, Jiang Feng moved out with Han Dong. He specifically instructed that after leaving, no one could step into the courtyard, and Xiao Zhan didn’t dare to disobey.

As time changed.

There was now a stone house on White Tiger Mountain.

In the stone house lived two loving elders. They retired and rose with the sunset and sunrise, often seen sitting in front of the house watching the sun rise and sitting by the cliff at dusk watching the evening glow gradually disappear.

Han Dong had grown tired of living in the Imperial City.

She felt that everything inside was fake.

She thought of White Tiger Mountain and suggested to Jiang Feng to move out together, and Jiang Feng didn’t refuse. Over the years, he had been developing elixirs to help Han Dong break through her cultivation, but unfortunately, there was no progress.

Han Dong’s decline in Qi blood had reached a point of deterioration.

Two years ago, she fell from the Innate Peak, and today, her primordial power couldn’t be retained, gradually turning into Qi blood.

Once innate primordial power turned into Qi blood, it became an irreversible impairment.

Even during one’s prime, regressing from the innate level to the postnatal level was almost impossible to reverse unless with a miraculous elixir or great fate, otherwise, it was completely impossible to reverse.

Jiang Feng felt somewhat desperate.

As a Qi Condensation Perfection, who had gained multiple opportunities, he was helpless in the face of this situation.

Especially with Han Dong’s condition, which was deteriorating with age, even if he succeeded in Foundation Establishment, he couldn’t help Han Dong.

It was as if the Laws of Heaven and Earth were a brutal restriction on the fate of mortals, and ordinary immortal power couldn’t help at all.

Jiang Feng couldn’t even preserve Han Dong’s last strand of primordial power, let alone change her fate.

"I have no regrets left, just like this sunset, though it will soon be out of sight, it’s truly beautiful."

Han Dong sat on the cliff atop the cavern, leaning her head on Jiang Feng’s shoulder. She blew away a bouquet of dandelions in her hand, having long prepared for the loss of primordial power and the complete dispersal of her Qi blood.

Even if she were to pass away tomorrow, she could accept it calmly.

"The sunset is so beautiful; I’ll ensure you see it every day."

Jiang Feng croaked.

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