Stop pretending, the fake heiress is actually a master of metaphysics.

Shen Nian turned around, closed the door, and walked to the old man.

The old man took out several documents from the safe, spread them out, and said, "Sign these last documents, and you will be the rightful head of the Shen family."

Among those documents was Old Master Shen's will regarding the distribution of his estate.

After his death, nearly half of the property belonging to the Shen family was also given to Shen Nian.

The rest were then distributed among the remaining members of the Shen family.

This will will be kept absolutely confidential until his death.

Shen Nian frowned and said, "I don't need this much property. The portion that belongs to the Shen family can be left to them."

Old Master Shen smiled, got up and walked to the window. After a long while, he said, "The Shen family's fortune has run out by this generation."

"If an adopted daughter can still manipulate them so easily, who knows what she will do with the Shen family's fortune after I leave."

"They can't hold onto it, so you might as well have it all. You are blessed with good fortune; as long as you are in the Shen family, the Shen family will not perish."

Shen Nian then realized the profound strategy of Old Master Shen.

Although he was just an ordinary person, his vision was much longer-term.

Shen Nian took out a white bottle from her storage ring and placed it on the coffee table.

"Your birthday banquet is in two days, and I don't have anything that an ordinary person would need."

"This is a longevity pill. There are three pills inside. You can decide when to take them."

Grandpa Shen stared at the bottle of pills in shock, and said tremblingly, "In this world... there really is a miraculous medicine that can prolong life."

"It doesn't make you immortal, it only extends your lifespan to a limited extent."

"When you truly face death, no amount of elixirs will be of any use."

"I understand."

Shen Boyuan carefully put the bottle of pills into the safe and thanked Shen Nian again.

Shen Nian waved her hand: "It's nothing. Now that the documents are all signed, I'll go back to my room."

Fortunately, I didn't run into Shen Yingchuan.

This family—Song Daiqing going crazy because of Shen Yingwei, and Shen Yingchuan going crazy because of that female ghost—is truly laughable.

Shen Nian thought for a moment, then placed a restriction on the door, took out a pill refining furnace from her storage ring, and took out several portions of spiritual herbs.

She hasn't refined elixirs in a long time.

The bottle given to Shen Boyuan was kept at the very bottom of his storage ring; it was something Shen Nian had practiced when he was traveling in the mortal realm.

The immortality that mortals crave is nothing more than a fleeting moment for them.

The medicinal herbs were added to the alchemy furnace one by one. Clusters of mysterious spiritual fire burned at the bottom of the furnace. The herbs melted and their medicinal properties blended together. Shen Nian chanted an incantation, and after a moment, several round and lustrous pills flew out of the furnace.

They are all of the highest quality Spirit Gathering Pills.

The uses of the Spirit Gathering Pill can be big or small. In critical moments, it can even help cultivators establish their foundation, break through to a higher level, and defend against enemies.

This was prepared for Gu Yuncheng.

She put the medicine away and then took out another batch of medicinal materials to refine other pills with different effects.

She continued refining pills until evening, when her phone alarm rang. Only then did Shen Nian put away the alchemy furnace and the room full of fragrant pills, sit down at her desk, and start her live stream.

As expected, the comments section started talking about the unusual weather phenomena from last night.

Yesterday's thunder was so huge; it looked like a scene from a novel about a person undergoing tribulation to ascend to immortality.

[It's said that someone saw the shadow of a dragon in the clouds. Could it be that a dragon is actually undergoing tribulation?]

[Really? That's amazing! Is there a video recording?]

The comments section was buzzing with activity, and some people were even asking Shen Nian if she knew what had happened last night.

Shen Nian: "...It's just normal thunder, there's no such thing as supernatural stuff involved."

The viewers in the live chat clearly didn't believe it, and joked:

[Has the streamer been recruited by the government? Why is he starting to do public relations too?]

[Taoist Master, how come you talk about science and democracy while simultaneously stepping on your own foot and flying away?!]

[Hahahaha, we understand, we all understand, it's absolutely a secret!]

The comments section erupted in laughter, and Shen Nian chuckled as well.

The first person I contacted tonight was a woman who looked pampered and well-maintained.

But upon closer inspection, one can see that her temples are already gray, and her eyes are somewhat red, as if she has experienced something quite traumatic.

"What do you want to calculate?"

"Master, I don't want my fortune told, I beg you to save my daughter!"

"What's wrong with your daughter? She's sick, she should see a doctor."

"No, Master, no! She has... no ordinary illness! Something's wrong with her, something's really wrong with her!"

Something's not right.

At this point, the woman broke down and screamed, "She fell in love with a beggar!! And she insisted on eloping with him!!!"

"We might not be considered a top-tier wealthy family, but we still have a few million in assets. We only have this one daughter, and from childhood to adulthood, we've given her the best we could. How could she possibly fall in love with a seventy-year-old beggar?!"

"That beggar could be her grandfather!!!"

"That beggar even boasted that if he married our daughter, all our family's assets would be his, and he demanded that we kowtow and kneel before him. I'm going crazy! Master, please save me! If my daughter really marries him, I won't live anymore!"

【…】

【ha???】

[What?! A rich young lady falls in love with a beggar?! Male-oriented novels are actually real?!?]

Family, this is not funny at all. All I see is a desperate mother facing the prospect of being devoured and leaving her with nothing.

I know about being love-struck... but I don't think everyone likes someone who's love-struck, right?

Shen Nian asked, "Are you sure the other party didn't force your daughter to do this?"

The woman shook her head, tears streaming down her face. "I'm sure. I'll let you hear what she said herself."

As she spoke, the woman took out her phone and played a recording.

A sweet female voice came from the recording.

"Mom, I'm going to marry him. So what if he's a beggar? Everyone is equal. Can't a beggar have his own revenge?"

"So what if he's older? Older people are more caring!"

"Looks don't matter, what matters is him as a person. I love him, and I will marry him no matter what."

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river; never underestimate a young man's potential. Although he is just a beggar now, after I marry him, he will definitely work hard and give me a good life."

These love-struck remarks clearly shocked the netizens in the live chat.

[I've never seen anything like this before... Is this girl out of her mind?]

[Is marrying a seventy-year-old beggar because he's poor, old, ugly, or because he doesn't wash his feet?]

【vomit--】

In this day and age, seventy years old and still begging—tsk tsk, that shows how little ambition he has.

If this were my daughter, I'd beat her to a pulp!

[My goodness, what kind of spell did this beggar cast on her?]

[You said you washed your feet? You must be covered in lice now.]

Don't even mention it. Just thinking about a beautiful young girl kissing a seventy-year-old man makes me want to vomit.

Shen Nian frowned and said, "Where is your daughter now? I need to see her face."

"We've locked her in the room. Please wait, I'll be right in."

The woman took out her keys to open the door, but was so shocked by what she saw that she was speechless.

The room was empty, the window was wide open, and a quilt was tied to the foot of the bed and hung down along the windowsill.