Chapter 132: The Mysterious Ancient Witch Race (1/2)
At the entrance of the mountain village was a piece of flat ground, where several grass shacks were erected. Under a glowing fire, several busy figures could be seen moving around the grass shacks.
A mouthwatering fragrance wafted out from the grass shacks. The Qin family members couldn’t help but drool when the aroma of food assaulted their nostrils.
After their arduous escape from Luosang City, they have walked so far, but they still hadn’t had their dinner yet. Their stomachs had been rumbling for a while now. Just a moment ago, they had still been in a tense state from fleeing, but now, they were smelling the fragrance of food. How could they resist?
“Dad. Mom. I’m hungry.” A few young children immediately spoke out.
“Haha, child, hungry are you?” Old Bull smiled honestly, “Everyone can come over and eat. After all, the food was prepared for all of you. It’s been ready for a while.”
Did they prepare this for them?
The Qin family members were endlessly doubtful, but they were also amazed.
“Everyone, eat up. After you eat your fill, you can go and rest.” Qin Zong also spoke a few words.
As soon as Qin Zong spoke, the Qin family members no longer had any apprehensions. The crowd all charged towards the grass shacks. Immediately, a large group of people walked out from the grass shacks. They welcomed these guests who had suddenly appeared with warm smiles, and they started handing out hot food and mantou. [1. A type of chinese buns]
Qin Yu, who was supporting Qin Wu, didn’t move. He looked at Qin Zong. His curiosity got the better of him and he couldn’t help but ask, “Family head, what is going on?”
Qin Zong smiled, “Qin Yu, you go and eat something with your dad first. I will be there soon.” After speaking, he walked to the mountain-like Old Bull, “Old Bull, take me to see Wu Lao.”
“Of course. Follow me.” Big Bull straightforwardly agreed and brought Qin Zong past the grass shacks. They disappeared into the dark mountain village.
“Dad, let's go eat something.” Seeing that Qin Zong had already left, Qin Yu could only help Qin Wu over to the grass shacks. He wasn’t hungry. As a Transformation Realm expert, he could go several days without food and still be fine. However, his dad wasn’t the same. He still needed to eat something.
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Qin Zong followed Old Bull into a wooden building that was three stories high.
At the top floor of the wooden building, a single lamp flickered from atop a rectangular table in the dim room. An old man that had long, grizzled white hair sat on the ground beside the table.
Knock knock knock.
Soft footsteps could be heard from outside the room, followed by a series of knocks on the door.
When he heard that, the white-haired elder looked up. Two sharp rays of light shot out from his eyes. However, the light quickly dimmed, and the ball of green light that he held in his hands also disappeared.
“Come in.” His aged voice rang out. His tone, which had an ancient rasp to it, gave others the feeling that he had been through many tribulations.
After receiving the approval of the old man inside, Qin Zong walked into the room in a prudent and careful manner. Then, the one called Old Bull turned around and left.
After Qin Zong entered he carefully closed the door and walked to the table. Then, he sat down while facing the white-haired old man.
“Old friend. Your journey has been hard. Sigh…” The old man let out a melancholic sigh that seemed to contain wisps of guilt and self-blame, “Fate, I’ve long known this fate would come true. Unfortunately, it’s too late. I’m very sorry, I can’t help the Qin family avoid this disaster.”
Qin Zong’s face was full of sorrow, “Maybe this is what you often call destiny. The Qin family is destined to have this ending. Fortunately, there are still some people who are alive.”
“Certainly, as long as people are still alive, there will be hope.” The words of the white-haired old man seemed to trail off into a sigh. He seemed like he personally understood Qin Zong’s sorrow, almost as if he had experienced something similar before.
“Wu Lao, can you figure out the origin of those people? Who are they, and why do they want to massacre Luosang City?
Wu Lao didn’t give his reply immediately. He moved his wrinkled hand and picked up a wooden stick next to the table. Then, he pointed toward the darkness, the area where the lamp’s light couldn’t reach. Only then did he slowly start talking, “Under the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain lives a group of special humans. Their history surpasses ten thousand years, or possibly one hundred thousand years, and maybe even much more.”
“They are the ones who massacred Luosang City. They are no longer content with living underground, and they want to conquer the world above. They want to conquer the entire continent… Luosang City was the closest city to the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain. Thus, you all were the first to have experienced this calamity.”
After listening to Wu Lao’s explanation, a look of incredulous surprise appeared on Qin Zong’s face. He really could not have fathomed that there would be an underground world with humans living in there.
After that, Wu Lao said a few more things that he already knew about. However, what Wu Lao knew was also limited. He could only roughly understand that this was a disaster that would befall on the whole of Qiongxi Country as well.
“Wu Lao. This calamity… will my Qiongxi Country be able to withstand it?” Qin Zong was thinking of returning to Luosang City and rebuilding the Qin family there after the calamity ends. He would not let the Qin Family be destroyed in his hands.
Wu Lao nodded, “This calamity will end. But, the one who will resolve this calamity is not going to be Qiongxi Country. Qiongxi Country doesn’t have the strength to resolve this calamity. The one who is going to resolve this calamity is a single person.”
“A single person?” Qin Zong couldn’t believe his ears, “How can the strength of a single person surpass the strength of an entire country?”
Wu Lao’s aged face curled into a mysterious smile, “This person is actually in your Qin family.”