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Chapter 507: Chapter 507: Patriarch Qin_1 Chapter 507: Chapter 507: Patriarch Qin_1 “Many thanks to the elder for saving our lives, uncle and nephew!”
Upon opening his eyes and beholding the scene, Qin Xiyue was instantly overjoyed, and he promptly pulled Qin Haowu beside him to bow and thank the old man.

“Elder?

Hahaha…”
The man in the green robe turned and looked at Qin Xiyue, his expression tinged with a hint of mockery as he burst into loud laughter.

At these words, Qin Xiyue was somewhat baffled, wondering if he had addressed the man incorrectly.

But he quickly came to understand something; seeing that this elder had appeared from within his own family estate, there was certainly some connection with the Qin Family.

Yet, in his memory, there was no information about this man.

“Are you the… the great-grandfather?”
Suddenly, from amongst the Qin Family members, an old yet excited voice rang out.

“Swoosh!”
Instantly, everyone at the scene turned to look in the direction of the voice.

They saw an elderly figure with a stooped back emerging from the crowd, his face creased with wrinkles, his hair white and thin, dressed in a very old-fashioned Zhongshan suit, one hand holding a shiny purple cane, the other being carefully supported by a middle-aged man.

Even so, the old man remained stooped with a hunched back, as if nearing the end of his life in a few years’ time.

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The sunken eyes of this bent figure were streaming with murky tears as he slowly made his way to the front of the man in the green robe, wiping his eyes and staring intently, evidently in disbelief at the scene before him.

…

It turned out that the one who called out ‘great-grandfather’ was this white-haired elder; everyone was struck with astonishment and incomprehension.

It was known that this white-haired elder was the oldest living member of the Qin Family in terms of both seniority and age, having celebrated his eightieth birthday a few months prior, with many guests referring to him as ‘great-grandfather.’
Unexpectedly, the white-haired elder, who himself was called ‘great-grandfather,’ was now addressing the man in the green robe as ‘great-grandfather,’ although the man in green obviously appeared much younger.

This seemed to invert everyone’s views of the world.

Some even speculated that perhaps the white-haired elder had become senile, or had been driven mad by the excessive trauma of their family estate’s destruction.

“Great uncle, you… what did you just call this elder?

Is he the great-grandfather?”
Qin Xiyue walked swiftly to the white-haired elder, bending over to speak loudly to the man who was slightly hard of hearing.

However, the white-haired elder did not even glance at Qin Xiyue; his cloudy old eyes remained fixed on the man in the green robe as he slowly stepped closer.

It seemed to take a very long time before he finally reached the green-robed man’s side, straining to lift his head to look intently at him.

The man in the green robe also turned his head in time, his face wearing a soft and gentle smile, he sighed lightly and said, “Qi Er, who would have thought you would become so old, you need to take care of yourself and live a few more years.”
Qi Er?

An elder who had celebrated his eightieth, yet being called Qi Er?

For a moment, it all felt very bizarre to those present.

But the white-haired elder accepted the name calmly, and it brought back memories from so very long ago, when he was still a child, and his great-grandfather used to call him Qi Er just like that.

However, that look back spanned the vast chasm of half a century.

Once the young lad of the household, now halfway to his grave, he heard in his twilight years once more the call of his childhood great-grandfather.

The white-haired elder felt his heart fill with bittersweet emotions, overwhelmed with excitement, his murky tears flowing nonstop as if a faucet had been turned on.

“Clang!”
The white-haired elder threw aside the cane he was holding and reached out with trembling hands towards the green-robed man, nearly wailing as he cried out, “Great-grandfather!”
“I never thought you would still be in this world, Qi Er has been unfilial!

Allow me to pay my respects to you now.”
As he spoke, the white-haired elder began to tremble, attempting to bend his knees to kneel down.

“So much formality even at a time like this.”
The man in the green robe gently supported the elder’s knees with an invisible force, preventing him from kneeling any further, at which the elder no longer insisted.

Countless onlookers watched the scene unfold, their expressions growing increasingly bewildered.

This touching moment genuinely tugged at the heartstrings, but something seemed off.

“Great-Uncle Four, what…

What’s going on here?”
Qin Xiyue moved closer to the white-haired elder and lowered his voice slightly.

“Xiyue, how can you be more confused than I am?

Isn’t it obvious what this is about?” the white-haired elder glared at him fiercely, his voice filled with agitation, “This is my great-great-grandfather.”
The man in the green robe couldn’t help but wipe away the turbid tears from the elder’s eyes, then turned to the surrounding Qin family members and slowly exhaled the words, enunciating clearly, “I am Qin Wudao.”
As these words were spoken, it was as if a stone had been thrown into a pond, causing ripples to spread.

“Qin Wudao?

That name sounds somewhat familiar.”
“Qin Wudao, Qin Wudao…

Oh, I remember now.

There’s a record of him in the family tree.

Qin Wudao was born during the Guangxu reign of the Qing dynasty, perished during the Republic of China era, lived to sixty, and drifted away along the border river between China and Russia when he died…”
“How is that possible?

If he died, then what’s the deal with this person?

Is this some kind of haunting?”
“…”
The family members whispered to one another, and as Qin Xiyue overheard, the confusion on his face vanished, replaced by an overwhelming excitement that was more than apparent.

He directly knelt in front of the man in the green robe, sobbing loudly, “Qin Xiyue, an unworthy descendant of the Qin family, pays respects to the Patriarch!”
Seeing this, the other Qin family members quickly came to the same realization and knelt down as well to pay their respects to the Patriarch.

In that moment, as they faced their family’s great crisis, they suddenly found their anchor, their steadying force.

The calls were sincere as they placed their hopes for saving the Qin family on the Patriarch’s shoulders.

This was an elder who had lived for over a century, with unknown but undoubtedly strong power.

Even the ordinary members of the Qin family, who had never delved into martial arts, could easily see this fact.

After all, to be over a hundred years old and yet look so young, even with a head of thick, black hair.

He must be out of the ordinary.

At this time, the spirits of the Qin family members soared, their resolve strengthened.

“Humph…

Our family’s Patriarch must be invincible.

Do not let any of those who have offended the Qin family today go unpunished.

Let them die.”
“Our Qin family will not only avoid decline but will also rise strongly, advancing toward the position of the most powerful family in Zhao Yan Country!”
“…”
These were the thoughts of the members of the Qin family, some even more extravagant than others.

Their emotions seemed even more ecstatic than those of the common folk who win the jackpot in the lottery.

However, Qin Wudao maintained a calm demeanor, caressing his nearly foot-long black beard with a tranquil heart, articulating his words leisurely, “In my single-minded pursuit of the martial path, to seek the rumored realm of immortality, I did not hesitate to fake my own death, distancing myself from the troubles of the mundane world, severing earthly desires, unburdened by attachments, clearing my heart of any hindrance.”
“Unwilling to look back, seventy odd years have passed, times have changed, things are no longer as they were.

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Yet the Qin family’s centennial foundation is profound, but it has come to this, surrounded and besieged, our house destroyed, our people wantonly slain.”
“You all have greatly disappointed me.”
As they listened to the distant tones of Qin Wudao, the Qin family members all hung their heads and covered their faces, overwhelmed with shame.

Qin Xiyue was even more ashamed to face his ancestor, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

“Patriarch, blame me for my lack of talent and stupidity.