A girl about ten years old was lying on the sickbed.

Her head was unusually large, while her limbs were excessively thin, as if most of the body weight was concentrated in that heavy head.

The disproportionate body made her look peculiar.

At this moment, the little girl had her eyes wide open, curiously watching the busy figure in front of the sickbed, her eyeballs rolling around.

"Grandpa Cui."

She asked curiously:

"Can this really cure my illness?"

Since she could remember, all kinds of people have come to diagnose and treat her, using various instruments and medications alternately.

But,

it was the first time she saw someone setting up tables and ringing bells.

"It should help." Grandpa Cui nodded, stepped forward and touched her bald head, showing a bit of affection in his eyes:

"At least it can make you feel more comfortable."

"Hmm!"

The little girl nodded heavily:

"Thank you, Grandpa Cui."

"Such a good girl." Grandpa Cui sighed lightly:

"Close your eyes and rest well, let grandpa treat you."

"Will it hurt?"

"No."

Grandpa Cui smiled and said:

"It should feel quite comfortable."

"That’s great."

The little girl looked satisfied and obediently closed her eyes.

"Whew..."

Grandpa Cui let out a long breath, took two steps back, and stood firm on the prepared Magic Altar, replaying the entire process of casting the spell in his mind.

After confirming there was no mistake, he held a Peach Wood Sword in one hand, shook a Copper Bell with the other, while performing the Seven-Star Step and reciting the Treasure Decree aloud.

"Above the three realms, Brahma’s air fills the void. Supreme of the supreme, heaven within heaven. The tower of Yuluo and Xiao, the imperial capital of Jade Mountain. Vast golden palace, forest of net holiness. The primordial spirit of the profound origin, before the chaos..."

His voice was like a lullaby, gradually calming the restless spirit of both him and the young girl, until some desired state was reached.

"Soul Soothing!"

"Urgently as by law!"

Grandpa Cui’s eyes widened, and he suddenly waved the sword, cutting his finger, smearing blood on a piece of talisman paper, which he then tossed toward the girl.

"Release!"

The talisman paper landed on the girl’s chest, suddenly igniting without fire, and before others could react, it had turned into ash and smoke.

At the same time,

An inexplicable wave appeared silently with the burning of the talisman paper, like a special magnetic field, enveloping the little girl.

"Quick!"

Someone at the door quickly waved:

"Check the situation."

"Yes."

A few people in white coats, dumbfounded at the scene, hurried forward at the command, operating various devices by the bedside to check on the little girl.

"Breathing is stable!"

"Pulse has improved!"

"Cardiopulmonary instability has also subsided..."

"How is this possible?"

The examination results were unbelievable, and the previous scene defied common sense, causing them to look at Grandpa Cui with incredulous eyes.

Grandpa Cui waved his hand, was helped to sit aside, as the act had drained him considerably, having just started with Magic.

Though it seemed like merely activating a talisman paper with ease, the exhaustion left him unable to even speak.

"Grandpa Cui."

A middle-aged man approached, his expression filled with excitement:

"It really works, the girl is saved! She’s saved!"

"Calm down first."

Grandpa Cui gestured, slowly straightening up and sighed:

"The method is indeed effective, but I tried, it’s impossible to completely cure her."

"It’s enough!"

The middle-aged man was not disappointed, saying:

"To make sure the girl doesn’t suffer while alive, and to ease her passing without pain, I am already very satisfied."

"Thank you, Grandpa Cui!"

"Hmm..." Grandpa Cui showed a pensive look, saying:

"Don’t be too disheartened, since my method works, it indicates the girl’s illness isn’t in the physical body, but in the Primordial Spirit."

"I can’t cure this kind of ailment, but there might be someone who can."

"What?"

The middle-aged man trembled at these words.

He had taken his daughter to so many places, top medical institutions, the best hospitals, even some laboratories.

But,

there was never any improvement.

As his daughter grew older, her condition worsened progressively, and he had long since abandoned the idea of a complete cure.

The sudden hope amidst despair was overwhelming, making it hard to control his emotions.

"Really?"

"Grandpa Cui...is what you’re saying true?"

"It should be fine." Grandpa Cui nodded and went on:

"But the person is a reclusive expert. Whether they can be contacted or invited is uncertain."

Speaking, he took out his phone:

"Before coming, I tried calling that individual, but couldn’t get through. It’s been days, still no contact."

"This..." The middle-aged man felt like he was on a roller coaster, thinking deeply before speaking:

"Do you know their identity?"

"Only the name, nothing else." Grandpa Cui shook his head:

"So..."

"How to contact the person, how to invite them over is the key issue."

At this, the middle-aged man straightened up, lost in thought, with an inherent aura of authority.

"Grandpa Cui."

"Where is the person now?"

"They should have gone to Qing Province." Grandpa Cui said:

"This expert isn’t interested in material wealth; it seems they’re out for exchange with peers."

"He went to the Wang Family in Qing Province."

"The Wang Family?" The middle-aged man frowned, showing a bit of apprehension:

"The Langya Wang Family?"

"Yes!"

Grandpa Cui nodded.

"Besides Grandpa Cui, who else can contact that person?" The middle-aged man asked:

"Once found, I can personally take the girl to Qing Province."

"This..." Grandpa Cui pondered, then his eyes brightened:

"Someone should be able to contact them."

"I forgot their name, but it seems they’re at a store opened by the second child of the Li Family... Song Girl from Juqi Studio can reach her."

"Great!" The middle-aged man nodded:

"I will go find her immediately."