Chapter 132: The Mysterious Ancient Witch Race (2/2)

Qin Zong became even more shocked, “They’re one of my Qin family members?”

“Yes. But also no.” Wu Lao continued smiling mysteriously. His words made Qin Zong go dizzy with confusion.

What the hell does “but also no” mean?

Wu Lao didn’t explain himself. He held the sparkling translucent ball atop the table. When he started mumbling to himself, the ball started letting out faint and insipid green light.

“Take a look yourself.” Wu Lao moved his hand away. On the translucent surface of the ball, a young and delicate face appeared.

“Qin Yu?” Qin Zong eyes grew wide as he stared at the image that was gradually dissipating from the ball. He didn’t speak for a long time

Qin Zong already knew that Qin Yu was special, and he also knew that Qin Yu was an incredible person. But he could never have imagined that Qin Yu would be the sole person to quell this calamity.

Wu Lao watched Qin Zong’s expression. Then, with a slight smile, he asked, “Old friend, is it that hard to believe?”

Qin Zong regained his spirits. However, his expression was still a bit unconvinced, “Wu Lao, if it is as you say, and Qin Yu will be able to extinguish this calamity, we can call him over right now. Then we can tell him…”

“No no no.” Wu Lao cut off Qin Zong’s words, “The mysteries of heaven must not be revealed. Nature will take its course. If we tell him, it’ll produce the opposite effect instead. Keep that in mind.”

Qin Zong looked at him blankly for a half a day before he smiled bitterly, “Then, Wu Lao, can you tell me? How long will it be before this calamity will be resolved?”

“Ah. This rotten old man is unable to predict accurately.” He sighed, before continuing, “It could be a year. Or three years. Or ten years, or possibly even more. My Ancient Witch Race is able to peek into destiny. But there are some things that we have no way to peek into.”

“Sigh…” A trace of disappointment flashed on Qin Zong’s face.

“Qin family head, there’s no need to sigh. That’s just how things are. You don’t need to worry about returning to Luosang City.” Wu Lao consoled him. “Wouldn’t it be better to temporarily find a place to settle down? You also need time to cultivate the Qin family’s people. In the current Qin family, you’re the only Transformation Realm expert left.”

However, this was something better left unsaid. As soon as he said those words, Qin Zong’s heart started to hurt. Still, this is the current Qin family’s reality. He must, at the very least, cultivate a group of people at the Elder’s rank.

“It seems like everything is set. I’ve inconvenienced you.” Qin Zong spoke gratefully.

Wu Lao shook his head as he smiled, “Qin family head, your words are cutting this Old Man short. Thirty years ago, if it wasn’t for your help finding this piece of land, our Ancient Witch Race would’ve long since been exterminated. Today, it is my Ancient Witch Race’s turn to return the favor.”

“No matter how you say it, I must still thank you greatly for offering us shelter.” After Qin Zong sincerely said this sentence, he suddenly changed the topic of the conversation, “Right, my fifth brother Qin Zhan sent Qin Yu’s mother here. How is she doing?”

“Don’t worry. Nothing serious is wrong with her. She’s just very anxious. Anxiety needs to be cured slowly.”

“Alright, I understand. I will go call Qin Yu and his father over.”

When he finished speaking, Qin Zong stood up and withdrew from the room courteously.

After a short moment later, Qin Zong brought Qin Yu and Qin Wu over.

The instant Qin Yu saw Wu Lao, his gaze grew sluggish and great waves seem to have arisen in his heart.

Wu Lao’s body emitted a very peculiar aura. He was like a cultivator… but at the same time, totally unlike a cultivator. It was hard to see him as a cultivator with his withered and wrinkled body, but If he wasn’t a cultivator, why does he still give off a cultivator’s aura?

Who was Qin Yu? In the previous world, he was Xie Di. Yet, he could not see through this old man’s withered skin. From this, one could see how scary this old man was. No wonder he could create that Maze Formation. He was a peculiar yet terrifying person.

He was sure, this white-haired old man concealed a profound secret on him.

Wu Lao also looked at Qin Yu. Wu Lao’s deep pupils were seemingly carrying a light smile. He directed a kind and benevolent gaze at Qin Yu.

“Qin Yu, this senior here is the leader of his race.” Qin Zong introduced Wu Lao from the side.

“Haha, Young Hero Qin. Welcome to my humble abode. The road has been exhausting.” What was hard for anyone to imagine was that Wu Lao was the first to open his mouth. His tone was even more courteous than when he received Qin Zong, causing the face of the person in question to twitch.

“Senior is too polite.” Qin Yu hurriedly replied, “We came so suddenly; we are the ones inconveniencing senior.”

“Young Hero Qin. By all means, don’t call me senior. This old man will take responsibility, so just call me Wu Lao. This is how your family head always calls me.” Wu Lao was even more polite, which in turn caused Qin Zong’s face to twitch even harder. What kind of attitude was this? It is proper for Qin Yu, a youngster, to call him a senior. How could he assume responsibility? This old man is really worthy of being cursed at. There’s nothing wrong with this old man’s head today, right?

Qin Yu was also dumbstruck for a moment. Honestly speaking, when he looked into those deep pupils, he could see some things from within. But even after having looked at them for seemingly half a day, other than being deep, mysterious, and hard to predict, he couldn’t see anything else.

“Alright, then this youngster won’t be polite. Wu Lao, I’ll have to trouble you to bring us to see my mother.” Qin Yu was disinclined to prattle on, so he directly called Wu Lao by his name.

“Of course, please follow me.” Wu Lao stood up. He pushed open another door in the room and he started walking slowly into the other room.