I am a living immortal.

Wei Zhao's resentful look made Wei Ming wave his hands repeatedly: "It's been a long time since I last cared about you. I wanted to ask about your situation. Okay, ask whatever you want."

"Father, your friend is not an ordinary person, right?"

"Of course, otherwise why do you think I still look like a middle-aged man? This is all thanks to that old friend." As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the air suddenly became much colder.

"Okay, don't be so surprised. I'm just telling you the truth, but let me explain. It's not what you think. Although my friend wouldn't mind helping me if I wanted to, life is all about being content and healthy."

"In fact, thanks to my old friend, you will also be healthy and live a long life."

"Why?" Wei Zhao asked.

"Do you remember that you would receive some fruits and vegetables every once in a while? You ate a lot of them. Those fruits and vegetables were not ordinary. Even the current emperor might not be able to eat them, but you have been eating them since you were young."

"Maybe you will live longer than me, your father." Wei Ming stroked his beard and joked.

"This... that's..." Wei Zhao seemed to recall something. No wonder, no wonder he'd never tasted those fruits and vegetables anywhere else except at home. He was just dwelling on them.

"Yes, shocking, right? It's just what you think. What you consider ordinary things are not ordinary at all outside. Spiritual fruits and vegetables, that's what those weirdos from the Demon Slayer Division call them."

After careful consideration, Wei Zhao finally understood the extravagance involved.

Wei Ming continued, "Don't look so flattered. You are all benefiting from your father's help. Besides, these things are nothing to my old friend."

"Speaking of which, you were born at a bad time. Wei Qian was born at a good time. Remember the peace locket he always wore? That thing was incredible."

Seeing his father's mysterious expression, Wei Zhao really didn't know what to say.

“So he is…?”

"Immortal, right?" Wei Ming said after thinking for a while.

Even though he had already guessed it in his heart, Wei Zhao still took a deep breath when he heard his father admit it without hesitation.

"Immortals?! Are there really immortals in this world?"

"How could there not be? You should also understand that rumors are not groundless, let alone legends. Besides, aren't there many worlds like this? The one in the Demon Slayer Division is probably close to becoming an immortal, and there are traces of the fragment of the immortal book that King Cheng obtained. In fact, the immortals are very close to us."

The truth is this.

But Wei Zhao couldn't understand why his father and the legendary immortal were old friends. They were completely unrelated, and it could be said that they were from two completely different worlds.

"Do we need to distinguish between different statuses when making friends? I was just a poor scholar taking an exam back then, wasn't that even worse? If I had been in a high position at that time, maybe we wouldn't have been able to become friends. Fate is sometimes so wonderful." Wei Ming seemed to be talking to Wei Zhao, but in fact he was also reminiscing about the past.

"I understand. Then father, this invitation..." Wei Zhao put the invitation on the table and asked.

"Do you want to go? Expand your network outside the officialdom."

"I'll consider it." Wei Zhao did not answer immediately, but said he would think about it.

Wei Ming nodded.

“Anything else you want to ask?”

Wei Zhao shook his head. He needed to digest his conversation with his father today before making any further preparations. This sudden arrival of information had left him in a trance, a sense of unreality. This sudden encounter with the other side of the world had left him unable to adjust for a while.

Wei Ming waved his hand. He didn't care about any of this. Su Mu was his old friend, and there was no doubt about that. It was fine for Wei Zhao to know about it today. Speaking out at this time wasn't a bad idea, and Wei Zhao was already capable of standing on his own.

No matter how unbelievable it was, Wei Zhao had to accept this as reality. Furthermore, it wasn't a bad thing.

Wei Zhao was resistant to the notion of gods, ghosts, and immortals. This might have been because the people he'd met at the Demon Slayer Division were all strange and eccentric, leading to a natural aversion to such things. Perhaps it was because he'd seen the Kingdom of Yan as his own, or perhaps, as the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice, he disliked, or perhaps feared, such uncontrollable things.

He was a bit pessimistic, always thinking of the worst-case scenario. If such a person attacked the State of Yan, would this hard-won prosperity be destroyed? He rationally believed that this was impossible, but nothing was absolute.

He knew he was being overly anxious, and his father knew it, so he asked if he needed to go. And that so-called expanding his network might actually be literal. If he really encountered something beyond human control, his father's friends might be the ones he would turn to for help.

He had never encountered an immortal. He had heard some people call the Demon Slayer's chief commander a Corpse Reincarnation Immortal, but he didn't know what state his father's old friend was in. Perhaps he was even more powerful. He had heard that if the Demon Slayer's chief commander lost control, even a hundred thousand elite troops might be unable to stop him.

Is there really such a powerful being in this world? He didn't know. Perhaps he should listen to his father and go see for himself.

My mind was in a mess, completely lacking the excitement that ordinary people would feel when hearing about an immortal. A chaotic stream of thoughts streamed into my head.

With a long sigh, Wei Zhao saw Wei Qian. This second brother had been intelligent since childhood, well-versed in the Four Books and Five Classics, and possessed a gentle personality, a natural for studying. He himself enjoyed reading, so his father's intention was for him to pursue the path of imperial examinations.

"Second brother," Wei Zhao called out. This was quite unusual, seeing him studying in the courtyard instead of in the study.

Wei Qian turned around and saw that it was his elder brother.

"Brother." Wei Qian called out.

"You should get some fresh air more often instead of staying in the study all the time." He wished his youngest brother would just stay at home quietly, but it was completely the opposite for his second brother, who didn't like to move around and stayed in the study all day reading. He hoped he wouldn't become stupid from reading too much.

Wei Qian laughed when he heard this. His eldest brother was just too worried, even more so than his own father. Although he loved reading, he wasn't a bookworm. He understood the principle of combining work and rest, but his eldest brother was usually too busy to notice.

He looked at the bushes in the distance for a while. However, he didn't come out this time because he was tired. It was because just now, the jade pendant he had been wearing had flashed for a moment. This was something that had never happened in all these years.