"As you command."
A youth in blue robes who looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old quickly stepped forward. "Elder Wei, this way, please."
"Thank you for taking the trouble to show this old one the way."
Smiling, Qin Xuan patted Wang Runsong's shoulder, smoothly slipping a Mid-Grade Talisman from his sleeve into the boy's palm.
A youth at a mere Qi Cultivation Third Layer had never seen such a High-Tier Talisman before.
He beamed with joy, his attitude becoming even more genuine.
"Thank you, Elder Wei!"
Qin Xuan narrowed his eyes and stroked the long beard under his chin, smiling but saying nothing.
His Divine Sense, comparable to that of a Foundation Establishment Ninth Level cultivator, suddenly flared out, instantly enveloping the entire Qixing Royal Family estate.
...
「Meanwhile, in a secret chamber」
The Wang Family's ancestor, Wang Zezhou, sat cross-legged, seemingly in meditation. He was well over two hundred years old, his life like a candle in the wind.
