"Life and Death Cicada?"
Baili Moxue, who was tidying her husband's attire, froze in place upon hearing Yun Yanshuang's words.
Even Yun Yunyu, who had been immersed in her grief, was drawn to the conversation. She staggered over to Yun Yanshuang, her voice trembling, "Shuang... Shuang'er, is what you said true?"
"Second Aunt, it's all true!"
"Wonderful… truly wonderful!"
The sorrowful expression on Yun Yunyu's face cracked for the first time, replaced by a fragile smile.
"However, this item is a heaven-defying immortal blessing. For Wang Liyuan to have obtained it is a testament to his profound fortune.
Shuang'er isn't sure if we'll be able to claim it when we journey to Wanlong Mountain. If we fail, then…"
Her voice faltered, her gaze drifting to the coffin holding Yun Yantian.
"It... it doesn't matter. Even if the chance is slim, it's still better than having no hope at all."
