The elder waved his hand, and then transmitted a message:

"No need for such formalities..."

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Just at that moment, Shi San’s voice came from inside the house:

"Grandpa..."

"I have a wound on my back that I can’t reach; could you help me apply some medicine?"

Upon hearing this, the elder replied:

"Coming..."

Having said that, the elder once again transmitted to Lin Jing:

"Shi San doesn’t know that I’m a cultivator, please remember not to reveal it."

"As for the rest, we’ll talk after Shi San has gone to sleep tonight..."

Lin Jing nodded slightly, and then transmitted back:

"Senior, please rest assured!"

Lin Jing had sealed his own cultivation, making his appearance seem no different from that of an ordinary person, yet the elder was able to clearly sense the Demonic Qi within him.

Moreover, in Lin Jing’s eyes, the elder seemed to be just an ordinary old man without any cultivation, and even when Lin Jing extended his Divine Sense, he couldn’t detect the elder’s cultivation.

It seemed the elder’s cultivation was much higher than his own, it was just unknown why such a powerful cultivator would choose to live in seclusion here.

Afterwards, Lin Jing followed the elder into the house.

Upon arriving inside, Shi San’s grandfather went forward to apply medicine to Shi San’s wounds, scolding him while doing so:

"Whenever you have nothing to do, you enjoy running around in the mountains."

"Having suffered such a loss this time, let’s see if you’ll remember..."

Meanwhile, Shi San grimaced in pain while murmuring:

"I went into the mountains intending to catch a wild chicken and to pick some mushrooms, to nourish your body, grandpa."

"Who knew I’d encounter Green Wolves as soon as I entered the mountain."

Having said that, Shi San turned his head back and complained discontentedly:

"I’m injured, and all you do is scold me without showing any concern..."

After hearing this, Shi San’s grandfather slapped him on the back, and the ointment was instantly absorbed into Shi San’s wound with the slap.

Shi San immediately cried out "ow," arching his body in pain.

"Grandpa, be gentle..." Shi San turned his head, grinning painfully.

Shi San’s grandfather looked displeased as he replied:

"One day, when you’ll settle down and let me have some peace of mind, that will be better than anything."

...

...

Their bickering was no different from that of ordinary people.

But who could imagine that the unassuming-looking elder was actually a cultivator with profound and unfathomable cultivation?

Having just finished applying the medicine, Shi San quickly became energetic again.

Then, he came to Lin Jing and said:

"Immortal..."

"Don’t mind it; grandpa and I are always like this."

Lin Jing shook his head, then smilingly spoke:

"There’s no need to call me ’Immortal’ anymore. My surname is Lin; you can just call me Uncle Lin."

Considering that Shi San’s grandfather had much higher cultivation than him, Lin Jing naturally did not dare to put on airs in front of them.

Shi San nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Then.

Shi San glanced at the sky outside and then said to Lin Jing:

"Uncle Lin..."

"It’s getting late; you talk with grandpa for a while, and I’ll go cook for you."

"My cooking skills are quite good, Uncle Lin, you must try it later..."

As he said this, Shi San seemed to suddenly remember something and stopped abruptly, then awkwardly asked Lin Jing:

"Sorry, Uncle Lin..."

"I just remembered, there’s a rumor in town that you immortals subsist on collecting mist and drinking dew; is it true that you don’t eat meals?"

Lin Jing responded:

"We cultivators can certainly fast, but it does not prevent us from eating; eating is still possible."

"So that’s the case..." Shi San immediately became happy.

"Alright..."

"Please wait a moment, Uncle Lin; I’ll go cook right now."

This remote little town rarely saw cultivators come by, but Shi San was quite relaxed with Lin Jing, a cultivator, showing no restraint at all.

Lin Jing believed others would definitely not be able to behave as naturally as Shi San did.

However.

His grandfather was a cultivator of exceptional strength, so it was likely that Shi San’s grandfather had also imparted some teachings to him.

Having said that, Shi San left the house and went into the courtyard, where there was a shed—that was their kitchen.

Arriving at the kitchen, Shi San immediately began to busily and skillfully cook...

Lin Jing then turned to look at Shi San’s grandfather.

However, Shi San’s grandfather was unhurriedly tidying up the house.

At the moment, he truly appeared just like an elderly man in the secular world.

While tidying up and talking with Lin Jing, he said:

"Shi San, the poor child..."

"In the tenth month of his pregnancy, his parents were ambushed by a hostile power and both were killed; he had just been born at that time..."

"Unfortunately, by the time I arrived it was already too late. Not only was I unable to save his parents, Shi San too had sadly perished. It was by using the Heaven-deceiving Secret Art that I managed to revive him..."

Shi San’s grandfather narrated Shi San’s experiences in a calm tone, but to Lin Jing, listening was profoundly shocking.

"And that is why Shi San cannot practice cultivation in this life, as much as the child longs to follow the path of cultivation. Even I cannot change that..."

Shi San’s grandfather continued.

Lin Jing listened attentively, occasionally turning his head to look at Shi San outside the house.

At that moment, it seemed as though Shi San wasn’t aware of anything and continued with his work...

"The reason I’m here is partly because of Shi San’s body issues."

"Also, another reason is..."

"Since he can’t embark on the path of cultivation, then I’ll accompany him for the rest of his life."

Lin Jing listened in silence for a moment:

"Senior..."

Just as Lin Jing began to speak, Shi San’s grandfather interrupted him:

"The reason I’m telling you all this is actually because I have a favor to ask of you..."