k finally put down his chopsticks, patted his stomach, and let out a satisfied sigh."Master, is this working well" asked Jiang Wang."One cannot exhaust one's potential, nor can one fully enjoy one's b...As you read my words, it's as if you see me.

A-a, by the time you read this letter, mother will already have gone to a very faraway place.

Because it's too far, I won't be able to come back for the rest of my life.

I... am not a good mother.

When I was very young, your grandmother passed away. No one taught me what a mother should be like.

I say these things, not to shirk responsibility. But out of remorse.

I regret that I made you go through such a lonely childhood after I went through it myself.

I regret that I received nothing from my own mother, and when I became a mother, I gave nothing to my daughter.

I regret that as a mother, I have not taught you anything.

I didn't teach you how a girl should protect herself, I didn't teach you right from wrong, and I didn't teach you how to love someone... Of course, I don't have the qualifications or ability to do so.

I think your brother would teach you.

But I hope your brother can teach you.

He is a promising child. Living with him would be much better than living with me, your useless mother.

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This is the only place that can comfort me.

A-a, you are a good child.

Remember

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That year, everyone else went home for the holidays. I was left at the pharmacy to restock. I ran back and forth carrying those herbs for dozens of trips until I cried from exhaustion.

When I had finished crying, I turned back to see you stumbling and bringing the herbs back to the storehouse one by one.

Though many medicinal herbs are mixed together, mother's heart feels warm.

At that moment, Mother felt incomparable comfort, but also incomparable loneliness.

Loneliness is a devil, it devours human reason, morality, and even humanity. It consumes everything.

She was consumed by this demon, forgetting all the beauty she possessed. As a result, she lost everything.

I'm sorry.

Mother shouldn't be telling you these things.

The weather has gotten quite chilly, haven't you dressed warmer

I've sewn you a winter coat, and I'm sending it with this letter. There was also supposed to be a little hat, but I only got halfway through making it... oh well.

I'm sorry.

From now on, I can't send you any more presents.

I'm sorry.

I leave you again...

I am a shameful mother. But I have no way.

What I seek has vanished from this world, and I can only follow it to distant lands.

It's gone forever.

I wanted to leave quietly, but I felt like I couldn't just say nothing. Whether it was a mother's last words of advice, or simply a self-consolation from an irresponsible woman, it felt important to say something.

I always have to say something.

Hello AnAn.

This is the first and last letter your mother wrote especially for you.

I don't know what to say would be most appropriate.

Hello there.

Take good care of yourself.

You should study hard. When you grow up, you can be like your older brother, get into the academy, and become a high official or even an immortal.

No, mother shouldn't ask you.

Mother has no such qualifications.

Practice is too tiring, do whatever you want to do.

Desserts are still better eaten in moderation. Bad teeth aren't pretty.

My little An'an, you will surely grow up to be a stunning beauty. What kind of breathtakingly beautiful will that be

Just thinking about it makes me want to close my eyes.

A-a, be good.

Listen to your brother.

>May you grow up happy, healthy, and safe.

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Talk is useless.

But besides these useless ramblings, there is nothing more she can give you.

I'm sorry.

I wonder how you're doing with your homework now, and if you can recognize all these characters completely.

> It can be saved for later reading as well.

Or you can choose not to read.

At this point, Mother suddenly remembered the days when your father taught me to write.

I'm sorry.

I miss you.

In the fourteenth year of Yongtai, on the first day of winter, Song Ruyi.

When Jiang Wang received the letter from Wangjiang City, he was in a very anxious state. And the letter was signed by An'an, since it was a letter sent by Song Yiniang, he did not overstep his bounds but directly passed the letter to Jiang An'an.

Ann excitedly skipped into the study to read her letter.

Jiang Wang was thinking about his own problems.

The white bone lotus blooming on his body was very out of place. The eerie pattern wasn't something from a legitimate Taoist tradition at all.

Something must be wrong. But he has no one to talk to about it.

He lacked a completely trustworthy, always supportive, and well-informed elder to rely on.

Dong A might be trustworthy, but with his upright character, if he knew that Jiang Wang had ties to the rogue cultivators, he might just kill him on the spot. Great righteousness outweighs personal feelings.

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As for Ling He and Zhao Ruocheng, these two people can naturally be completely trusted, but they have just started their cultivation. It's really not necessary to have any expectations. Zhao Ruocheng may have a mysterious background, but involving Bai Gu Dao, such a left path whose name alone sounds eerie, Jiang Wang was unwilling to involve them.

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He consulted various scriptures, secret writings, and records of events, but found no mention of the Bai Gu Dao. Perhaps it never existed in Zhuang Guo, or perhaps its information had been erased.

The only thing Jiang Wang could confirm was that, to his recollection, there were no people or events related to the White Bone Dao.

The hidden connection with the Taiyin star is also because of the Taixu illusion realm, not anything else.

What "secret" did the woman in black want to know Was it the Illusory Realm of Emptiness What was that woman's relationship with the White Bone Daoist

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If she were a practitioner of the White Bone Path, what would her purpose be But if not, and if she truly came from a legitimate lineage of Taoism as she claims, then why would she bring up the White Bone Path at all

He suddenly thought of the black candle inside the Heavenly Palace, which he had obtained from the Heart-Devouring Demon. The Zhoutian Xingdou Formation Diagram came from the Tai Xu Illusionary Realm and should not be a problem. If there was anything special about his body, it would be this black candle.

What is its origin What secrets does it hold

As Jiang Wang was deep in thought, Jiang An'an ran out crying.

"What's wrong What happened, An'an" Jiang Wang squatted down and hugged her.

"Where is very far away" AnAn held the letter in her hand, big teardrops rolling down: "Did my mother go to heaven like father"

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Only then did Jiang Wang realize the severity of the situation. He scooped up An An and soothed her, "It's okay, it's okay, An An don't cry, big brother is here, big brother is here. Big brother will stay with you."

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He soothed Jiang An'an while taking the letter and reading it quickly.

The paper was thin, but it suddenly seemed very heavy.

This letter took the normal route of transmission. Judging by the usual time it takes for communication between Wangjiang City and Fenglin City, things must be beyond saving now.

Jiang Wang didn't have deep feelings for Song Yiniang, but firstly, she was his father's wife, and secondly, she was An An's mother.

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She is irreplaceable to Jiang Annan, a very important part of her life.

And she is now gone forever.

Although Jiang An'an is young, children are not innocent.

Jiang Wang himself came from that age, he understood the sensitivity and fragility of a child. He understood how much pain the little guy was in.

Every time Xiao An fell, Jiang Wang would be so heartbroken.

And to see her eyes already swollen from crying, his heart would break even more.

“Be good, An'an, don't cry. Big brother is here, big brother is here.”

"Woooo, my mother, she..."

"An An, An An, big brother will definitely give you an explanation."

Jiang Wang hugged her little head, and said in a gentle yet firm voice.

No matter who is involved, no matter the reason. as if it were about to split open, countless knives carving within, chisels drilling into his skull. His body felt stiff and uncoordinated, every joint achingly dry... He still hadn't established a c...