After being reincarnated, I cultivated immortality.

Bai Shu came to Ji Shanhai's bedside, quickly inserted golden needles into his body, took a step back and said to Ji Yan, "I think your father must have something to say to you. He will wake up soon."

Ji Yan hurriedly wiped away the tears on her face with her sleeve, knelt by the bed, tightly held her father's withered hands, and looked at Ji Shanhai on the bed through teary eyes.

Sure enough, Ji Shanhai slowly opened his eyes. When he saw his daughter by the bedside, a loving expression appeared on his pale face. He looked at Ji Yan tenderly and said softly, "My Yan'er has grown up and can stand on her own now." It was not hard to hear the relief in his voice.

Ji Yan shook her head repeatedly, choking back tears, "No, Father, I'm still too young to leave you. My mother left when I was little, and you raised me with such hardship. You haven't even seen me have children and bring glory to the Ji family..."

As she spoke, Ji Yan's tears began to fall uncontrollably again.

Ji Shanhai slowly moved his other hand to Ji Yan's face and gently wiped away her tears.

"Don't cry, Yan'er. Even though your father isn't here, I believe you can do very well. I'm just going to reunite with your mother first. When your mother passed away, I was devastated and wanted to go with her, but I couldn't bear to leave you at such a young age. Now that you've grown up and married, I can finally go to find your mother with peace of mind," Ji Shanhai said slowly, his tone filled with relief.

"Father... I..." Ji Yan wanted to say something, but looking at her father's expression, she ultimately couldn't speak.

After speaking, Ji Shanhai became noticeably weaker and coughed a few times uncontrollably.

Ji Yan quickly patted him on the back to help him catch his breath, and said in a tearful voice, "Father, please speak slowly, I'm listening."

Ji Shanhai nodded slowly, looked into Ji Yan's eyes, and earnestly instructed, "Yan'er, promise your father that everything should be left to nature, and you shouldn't force things, okay?"

Faced with her father's imminent passing, Ji Yan couldn't refuse his dying words and agreed: "Okay! Dad, I promise you."

When Ji Shanhai heard her agree, he smiled slightly: "My Yan'er is still as well-behaved as ever."

"Father~"

Ji Shanhai looked towards the doorway, reaching out as if to grasp something. "Yan'er, look, your mother has come to pick me up..." His outstretched hand suddenly fell to the ground.

"Father!" The heart-wrenching cry reached the ears of everyone present, moving them deeply.

Kong Bai sat cross-legged, holding prayer beads in one hand and a wooden fish in the other, striking it. He uttered "Amitabha" and then began chanting the Rebirth Mantra.

Chi Yi, Hua Rongyi, Ling Lili, Yun Fan, Bai Shu, Jin Haoyu, and Lu Qiu could only utter a weak and feeble sentence: "Miss Ji, please accept our condolences!"

Lost in her own sadness, she ignored the others.

Chi Yi and the others didn't care; no one could truly understand another person's experience unless they had gone through it themselves.

The hour of midnight passed quietly, and there was no more suona music to send people off that night.

Ji Shanhai's body decomposed at an extremely rapid rate, and Ji Yan had no choice but to cremate her father's remains and plan to bury his ashes with her mother's.

The next morning, before Chi Yi and the others could even ask Ji Yan what they wanted to know, they discovered that the Ji residence was empty, with no trace of anyone there.

Not only the Ji family mansion, but the entire Hundred Flowers City was the same; all the villagers disappeared without a trace overnight.