Chapter 1097: Chapter 266: Your Father’s Really Impressive! [Ten Thousand Words!]

The whole person endured it like an empty shell.

It was the elixir pills Fang Che brought back that gave him some replenishment.

But it was also close to the stage of being utterly depleted.

Fang Che was startled, quickly giving him a few bottles of elixir pills to nourish his body.

He also used the power of the Infinite Scripture to circulate twelve cycles within him, enhancing his foundation.

Personally, he dispersed the power of the elixir pills, turning it into foundation, and integrating it into his meridians.

Directly dissolved one-tenth of the Dan Yun Divine Pill, blended it in water, and let Fang Zhenghang drink it—any more and it would be too much for him.

Only then did he feel relieved, wiping a cold sweat from his palm.

Although this uncle’s cultivation is not high, he is indeed kind-hearted, being good to Fang Qianyi and Fang Che, beyond words.

So Fang Che values this familial affection.

If it were someone else, Fang Che would hesitate, and might not give it out in the end.

But as for Fang Zhenghang, even if it needed ten or twenty pills, Fang Che would be willing!

He dissolved one-fifth of the remaining part of a pill into a bowl, and gave it to Fang Qianyi to drink. Fang Qianyi is now a first grade Martial Marshal, just able to fully withstand this medicinal power.

The very tiny bit remaining was given to the aunt.

The rest, plus one complete pill, was saved for Fang Qianyi.

The aunt drank that tiny bit but felt somewhat overwhelmed, her face flushed, sweating profusely, and it was Ye Meng who helped dissolve the medicinal power.

Everyone else watched, although envious, none were jealous.

No one asked for any.

This made Fang Che very satisfied.

He did this, of course, to help the elders in conditioning their bodies, but why must it be done in public?

Another purpose was naturally to see the temperament of these people.

Now tested, he’s much relieved.

Selfishness certainly exists. Everyone has it, there’s no escaping it.

Yet, they manage in public, so generally, there’s no issue.

Moreover, with his own presence as a deterrent.

That night, Fang Qianyi got drunk.

Returning to her own courtyard, she muddily pulled Ye Meng and Fang Che to talk.

A face full of smiles.

"So happy!"

Fang Qianyi tossed and turned, her face full of smiles: "My son! The one I bore! Haha..."

"He has finally achieved something, truly achieved..."

Fang Qianyi sat dazed, suddenly falling onto the bed, muddily laughing: "Archer, I dreamt of your father last night."

Fang Che was taken aback: "Dream of my father? What’s he doing?"

Fang Qianyi mumbled a few words, then fell silent, already asleep.

A clear tear rolled down from the corner of her eye.

As if she had seen her husband in her dreams.

She was telling her husband: "I have taught our son very well. Now the child has grown up, just like you, a hero of the continent."

Ye Meng gently covered Fang Qianyi with a blanket.

Softly sighed.

Quietly stepped out.

Fang Che was already standing in the courtyard.

Standing with arms behind, gazing at the cosmic dome.

The night was cool as water, the breeze light as a dream, the moon casting shadows, the star sky tall and distant.

Ye Meng quietly came to his side.

Fang Che reached out his hand, wrapping her in his embrace, walking slowly toward his room.

"Mother has had a hard time over the years."

Fang Che slightly furrowed his brow, imagining Fang Qianyi’s past years, unable to help but gently sigh.

Fang Family’s young lady, adventuring in the Jianghu, suddenly disappeared, returning after two years with a child? Or pregnant?

This part, Fang Che hadn’t heard from others.

However, no matter which, Fang Qianyi’s days were not easy.

A solitary woman, unmarried with a child.

Moreover, who the husband was remained a secret, never mentioned.

Even just imagining, one can envision the stormy days Fang Qianyi faced.

Gave birth to a child, but without a husband’s family, could only live at her maiden family, which was another difficulty.

She desperately held on, just to raise her child, desperately went out to do tasks for her family, ventured the Jianghu, braving life and death.

Just for her maiden family to look up to her, for her child to be looked up to by her family.

Kept enduring, enduring...

Luckily there was a brother like Fang Zhenghang, always protecting his sister.

Otherwise... whether Fang Qianyi could have held on until now is truly uncertain.

Until Fang Che’s original soul dissipated, the current Fang Che replaced the original Fang Che.

Only then did Fang Qianyi’s days start to improve.

Then step by step, she reached today’s glory.

Thinking about it, one can’t help but sigh.

In such a societal era, in such a Jianghu environment.

How difficult it was.

Fang Che thought, feeling somewhat somber.

But thinking about it, he remembered his own encounters.

Feeling as if real as dream, like illusion reflecting.

Am I really from six hundred years ago? Am I truly not the same as the original Fang Che?

Did I awaken my innate wisdom? Let my soul become unified?

Am I truly me, or me from six hundred years ago? Or me six hundred years later?

Fang Che’s mind was entangled with numerous questions.

If I am me from six hundred years ago, why have most of my memories disappeared?

But if I’m not, where do the remaining memories come from?

These questions are like a tangled mess. Unclear and unresolved.

Ye Meng, hearing his words, also sensed Fang Che’s compassion towards his mother, speaking quietly: "Actually... with today, mother is happy. She may have endured many hardships, but in today’s view, she will feel all the suffering she went through was worth it."

"No matter how arduous the past, the most important is the happiness of the present."

Ye Meng said: "From now on, mother can live in the glory and joy of today; this is what truly matters."