Chapter 20: Luo Youwei, A Unique Physique?_1

Luo Youwei's voice, although she was trying her best to restrain it,

still reached Luo Changfeng, who was in his own courtyard.

He faintly heard the whispers carried by the breeze.

Following the source of the sound, Luo Changfeng came to the outside of a room.

He could see that Luo Ping, the current head of the Luo Family, was standing outside with a guilty expression.

Luo Chuan, the current young master of the Luo Family,

sighed quietly, somewhat helplessly, standing beside his father.

As for this room...

If Luo Changfeng's memory was correct,

it should be the room of Luo Ping's most beloved daughter, Luo Youwei.

Especially on full moon nights,

the little girl Luo Youwei would suffer torments that were beyond human endurance.

And today happened to be such a full moon night.

"Patriarch Changfeng, you... why have you come?"

Luo Ping, feeling incredibly guilty, suddenly saw the ancestor of the Luo Family appear before him.

He immediately went behind Luo Changfeng.

Lowering his head slightly.

"Patriarch Changfeng," Luo Chuan, upon seeing Luo Changfeng, also slightly lowered his head,

His face showing a touch of respect.

"How is little Youwei doing?"

Luo Changfeng, with his hands clasped behind his back, silently looked at the house in front of him and asked in a voice tinted with an elderly man's unique intonation.

"The physicians in the clan say, if nothing unexpected occurs..."

"It's very likely that Youwei won't survive the next full moon night!"

Luo Ping's expression was extremely downcast, and his voice was somewhat hoarse.

"Not survive the next full moon night?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Changfeng's somewhat cloudy eyes suddenly rippled with emotion.

In his mind, the image of an extremely lively and lovely, pitifully adorable figure surfaced.

Even when little Youwei was very young,

she would tirelessly stay by Luo Changfeng's side, follow right behind him,

calling out 'Elder Changfeng' with a somewhat childish yet extremely earnest voice.

"Let's go in and see her!"

After a long silence, Luo Changfeng said in a low voice to Luo Ping and Luo Chuan behind him.

Then he took strides toward the room.

At first, he felt nothing.

But as he approached the room, the more intense the sensation of an extreme coldness that seemed to penetrate right into one's body, hit him straight on.

"Daddy, brother,"

"and... Patriarch Changfeng,"

"You all came to see Youwei!"

Inside the room, the girl, pale-faced, looking extremely wretched but with a desolate beauty,

On seeing Luo Changfeng, whose face was as full of vicissitudes as hers, and whose vitality seemed barely better than her own,

A truly heartfelt and dazzlingly bright smile immediately bloomed on her face.

She even tried to sit up,

Eager to have a good chat with her father, her brother, and her great Patriarch Changfeng.

But with her current physical condition,

It seemed she could no longer do so.

"Youwei, don't get up; just lie down, just stay lying down, that's fine,"

Luo Ping saw his daughter's ghastly pale face.

His already heavy mood turned even heavier.

"Daddy, is Youwei..."

Struggling for a while, Luo Youwei couldn't sit up.

Then she silently looked at her father Luo Ping, her defeated little face showing a touch of bitterness.

"Don't talk nonsense,"

"You'll be alright, Youwei,"

Luo Ping spoke with a quiet voice that lacked confidence.

"Brother..." Luo Youwei turned her gaze to Luo Chuan when her father refused to answer her.

Luo Chuan, as the brother, faced such a gaze from his little sister.

He turned his head stiffly, somewhat unwilling to meet his sister's eyes.

"Actually, Youwei is aware of her own condition."

"Though the family doctors haven't said anything, Youwei can guess."

"Elder Changfeng, is Youwei..."

"Is she... not going to make it much longer?"

With no other choice, Luo Youwei had to direct her gaze to the ancestor of the Luo Family in front of her, whom she respected immensely and cherished dearly.

Even as she looked up at Luo Changfeng, her eyes mixed with a touch of nervousness, sincerity, and a desire not to be deceived.

To be watched with such eyes, with such intense focus,

Even Luo Changfeng, the ancestor of the Luo Family, found it difficult to bear.

"The family doctors say..."

"If nothing unexpected happens, on the next full moon night, you will likely..."

As he spoke, Luo Changfeng's voice suddenly cut off.

However, even though he did not finish,

Luo Youwei, the clever girl, understood what the ancestor of her family meant.

"So, can I live until the next full moon night?"

Luo Youwei muttered softly, then a sincere smile appeared on her defeated little face, "Patriarch Changfeng, thank you for not deceiving Youwei."

...

As time passed,

Luo Changfeng, Luo Ping, and Luo Chuan stayed in Luo Youwei's room for about half an hour longer before they left her room.

"Patriarch Changfeng."

Outside the room, Luo Ping, standing silently behind Luo Changfeng, still seemed unable to accept the reality, and asked the ancestor in front of him in a low voice, "Is there really no way to help Youwei anymore?"

This vast and mysterious continent,

Luo Ping knew a thing or two.

For instance, he had heard of spirit pills that could bring the dead back to life and heal bones and flesh.

If there was someone within the Luo Family Ancestral Land who could save Luo Youwei,

That person would undoubtedly be Luo Changfeng, the family ancestor with the longest lifespan and the broadest vision.

"I don't know," Luo Changfeng shook his head expressionlessly.

Just as Luo Ping was on the verge of despair,

Luo Changfeng spoke again.

"However, if we wish to temporarily save Youwei's life..."

"That is not entirely impossible."

Upon hearing this, Luo Ping abruptly looked up, staring intently at the family's ancestor Luo Changfeng, "Patriarch Changfeng, what do you mean?"

But Luo Changfeng did not respond to Luo Ping's question.

Instead, he quietly walked towards the direction of his own courtyard with his hands clasped behind his back.

...

After returning to his own private courtyard,

Luo Changfeng sat silently under a stone pavilion.

Expressionless, he pondered the matter of Luo Youwei's condition.

The Xuanyuan Continent was full of wonders.

He had heard of numerous constitutions with various positive effects and some with negative special effects.

But like Luo Youwei, who would develop a dense, icy aura in her body every night,

Especially on full moon nights, when the icy aura became the densest.

Luo Changfeng had never encountered such a constitution.

Still, based on his past life experience of reading web novels for many years...

Luo Youwei was definitely not ordinary.

If cultivated well, she would surely become a pillar capable of supporting the Luo Family.

But the most pressing issue was, according to what the family doctors had said,

This girl might not last until the next full moon night.

This left Luo Changfeng with only a brief thirty days to solve the problem.