Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 440 - 398 This Is My Life

When I arrived at Grandma's house,

the two elderly people were being supported by Lin Yuanwang as they watched the passersby on the road, their gazes distant and unfocused, seemingly lost in thought.

Whenever they turned their heads to look elsewhere, their movements were incredibly slow.

Jiang Ding felt a sudden pang in his nose.

Grandpa and Grandma, now one hundred and fifteen years old, had greatly declining bodily functions and could only walk with the constant support of magic enchanted upon them.

"What's wrong?"

Standing quietly behind Grandma, Jiang Ding asked softly.

"The two elders, they wanted to come out and have a look."

Lin Yuanwang transmitted softly, "They said... to look more, for one last time, as they won't be able to see it again."

"I understand."

Jiang Ding's heart trembled.

He didn't ask anything more and just accompanied the two elders, watching the busy road.

Cars came and went, the crowd bustling like a woven tapestry.

There were people getting off work, children who had just been let out of school, tired middle school and high school students, and parents picking up their young children from kindergarten.

Including the two elders,

it seemed, in a moment of distraction, I saw the different stages of a person's life.

From innocence to growth, to maturity, aging, and then... the end.

After a long while.

"Dingding,"

Grandpa turned his head sluggishly and said with a smile, "A hundred years must seem very short to you, right?"

Jiang Ding shook his head.

"But that's my whole life."

Grandpa didn't expect an answer and murmured, "My life, I haven't done anything significant – going to school, working, serving, getting married, having children, growing old.

There's happiness and sadness, regrets, weeping - all sorts of things. To others, it seems plain and insignificant, just a trivial life of a nobody."

"Yet, to me, during those times, it had everything, like an endless treasure."

"Actually, I was quite a troublemaker when I was young, lazy and gluttonous with poor grades. Xiaoyuan took after me in this regard, and I'm lucky your grandmother took a liking to me back then..."

"It's okay, you have your strengths too."

Grandma gave a smile upon hearing this and reminisced for a while before saying, "You were quite handsome, actually. Several people pursued me back then, and I hesitated for a long time before making up my mind."

"Why is that?"

Lin Yuanwang asked curiously.

"I considered it this way," Grandma said as she pondered for another moment. "Being born in the Xianmen Sect, food and clothing were not an issue, and great riches were hard to come by. Those men were quite excellent, but at most they earned only six or seven times more than your grandpa. It sounds like a lot, but it wouldn't enable one to do great things."

"But looking good is better. Having to look at someone good-looking for a lifetime, it puts me in a much better mood, and it doesn't matter if living conditions are a bit worse."

"Grandma makes a good point,"

Lin Yuanwang agreed wholeheartedly, "I also want to find someone attractive in the future."

"Haha..."

"You'll definitely succeed!"

Grandpa laughed heartily, "Our family's talents may be a bit lacking, but when it comes to appearance, we've never been outdone, it's been like that since my grandfather's generation."

"We're good-looking, and it's only natural we expect our partners to be good-looking as well."

"Then I'm the same,"

Jiang Ding considered and said.

"You don't have to worry about that,"

Grandma beamed, unable to stop smiling, "High-Level Cultivators, especially the female ones, are seldom unattractive. Pretty ones are a dime a dozen; it's the unattractive ones that are hard to find."

"That's good to hear..."

Jiang Ding breathed a sigh of relief.

"Haha..."

The four of us, grandfather, grandchildren, and all, chatted until the evening, and as the street gradually emptied of people, we slowly helped each other back home.

The more aged one becomes, the more it's necessary to maintain a certain level of activity to prevent the body from deteriorating faster than one could imagine.

Up ahead, two girls were peering curiously, occasionally glancing this way from the edge of a building.

Every time they noticed someone looking in their direction, they immediately drew their heads back.

One was taller, with long straight black hair and sporting a pair of black-framed glasses, exuding an aura of intellectual elegance.

The other, shorter in stature, had silver hair and a delicate and endearing appearance.

"Dingding, are you looking for these?" Grandma asked with some uncertainty.

Her memory had become fuzzy, often forgetting events from just a few years prior so completely that she needed someone to remind her before she could recall anything.

"Right," Jiang Ding nodded and waved his hand. "It's been a long time, you two."

"Ah!" An Siyan and Jin Lingfeng were startled, hesitated for a moment, then came over with a bit of guilt. "We haven't seen you in ten years, we thought you might have encountered some problems again, so we came to take a look."

"Thank you very much," Jiang Ding sincerely thanked them. "I'm perfectly fine now."

"That's good to hear." Jin Lingfeng breathed a sigh of relief, revealing a sweet smile. "Hello, Grandpa Lin, Grandma Lin, Brother Yuanwang."

"Hello." Lin Yuanwang was a little nervous as he returned the greeting.

"Can we just say 'hello'? You're being too formal." An Siyan feigned displeasure.

"Hello, sorry," Lin Yuanwang said, feeling a little embarrassed as he corrected himself.

"That's more like it," An Siyan said with satisfaction.

She and Jin Lingfeng mingled with the two elders, showcasing high emotional intelligence and soon had the elders laughing heartily.

Jiang Ding was influenced by the cheerful atmosphere, and some of the gloom in his heart lifted.

Back at home,

Lin Wanqiu, Aunt and Uncle, as well as Jiang Yuan and her two children were all back, running around and creating a rambunctious din in the living room.

This might be considered noisy and annoying to young people,

But for the elderly, it was music to their ears, worth spending every last cent of their savings.

"Grandpa, Grandma!" The two youngsters shouted as they saw the elderly couple, hurling themselves into their arms, one clinging to each of their legs.

"My sweet grandchildren!" Elder Lin Gang was overjoyed, planting a kiss on each of them and pulling them towards the sofa.

"Hello, Sister with Silver Hair, Sister with Glasses," the two polite young children greeted each person they met in their sweet, childish voices.

"Hello!" Stars twinkled in An Siyan and Jin Lingfeng's eyes.

Strangely, from beginning to end, the two children never once glanced at the young man in green clothes walking by their side, as if he were invisible.

An Siyan and her companion exchanged a look, shocked for a moment before quickly returning to normal and continuing their chatter.

For dinner, Jiang Ding cooked.

After asking about An Siyan and Jin Lingfeng's tastes, the Taiqing Flying Sword flew into the kitchen and busied itself with handling various Spiritual Materials that were flying in from the distance. Occasionally, the Flying Sword would come to the living room to gather a flame of Foundational Heart Fire before returning to the kitchen.

Soon after, a rich aroma wafted through the air.

"This… is this your Flying Sword?!" Jin Lingfeng was dumbfounded.

She vaguely remembered the Azure Flying Sword slashing fiercely through the battlefield, decapitating thousands of Xuanwu Tiangong Cultivators, blood spraying in the wind.

Compared to the current scene, the contrast was strikingly discordant.

"This isn't a temporary stint."

"The skills are at least on par with a Golden Pellet Realm chef." An Siyan sniffed, making a judgment after a moment, and felt the urge to swallow her saliva.

"Just a hobby of mine," said Jiang Ding with a slight nod. "You could achieve this as well, if you bothered to put in some effort."

After dinner, when Grandpa and Grandma were overwhelmed with drowsiness and fell into a deep sleep,

Jiang Ding and the others quietly left.

Lin Wanqiu and Jiang Yuan's group went one way,

While the three of them took another, silently flying through the sky.