Chapter 1487: Wang Xingkong (Part 2)

Chapter 1487: Chapter 1487: Wang Xingkong (Part 2)

Wang spoke with a hollow tone, how could this be nothing?

Wang Sijing quickly fixed her gaze on Lin Tian, tears welling up, she said, "Lin Tian, I beg you to save my Grandpa Qi. If you want the Luban Lock, I’ll give it to you!"

Hearing this, Wang became anxious, struggling in Wang Sijing’s arms, he said with a grave expression, "No way! You absolutely cannot give it to him, even if I die, it must not be given!"

Seeing this scene, Lin Tian sighed gently. He reached for the pouch at his waist, took out an orange porcelain bottle, and poured out two black, fishy-smelling pills. He walked up to them and offered them, saying, "Take them, these are Life-extending Elixirs, not only can they heal your injuries, but they can also grant you a few more years of family happiness."

Wang snorted disdainfully at them, "Take them away! This old man won’t eat them!"

Wang Sijing, however, reached to grab them, only to be slapped away with difficulty by Wang.

Lin Tian was helpless, knowing that unless he made things clear, this old man with his stubborn nature would rather die than take them.

"Stop being stubborn, take them. I don’t want the Luban Lock."

"Really?" Wang Sijing’s eyes began to sparkle, for the first time finding Lin Tian somewhat agreeable.

"Nonsense," Lin Tian said irritably, "If I were really interested, do you think in your current situation the two of you could stop me?"

Wang also looked at Lin Tian with a deep gaze, seeing that he didn’t seem to be lying, he finally agreed to take them.

As soon as the two Life-extending Elixirs entered his mouth, Wang’s face immediately scrunched up like a dumpling wrapper.

"Grandpa Qi, what’s wrong? Are these pills poisonous?" Wang Sijing’s worry arose again.

Wang managed to swallow the pills with difficulty, and when a warmth started to spread from his stomach, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Smiling wryly, he said, "Poison? No, they’re not poisonous; rather, they’re very effective. It’s just... these are the worst-tasting things this old man has ever eaten in my entire life."

Upon hearing this, Wang Sijing turned her sorrow into joy, greatly relieved as she had been terrified.

Suddenly, then, a gust of wind arose without warning. The wind emanated from around Wang Xingkong, rushing out in all directions. Coming so suddenly, it stung the faces of those exposed to it.

Lin Tian immediately stood in front of Chen Moxiang, shielding her from the sudden fierce wind.

Wang Sijing also raised her hands in front of her in defense, asking, "Grandpa Qi, what’s happening? Where did this strange wind come from?"

Laughing with his mouth wide open, Wang said, "It’s the ancestor, he hasn’t passed away, he’s still alive!"

Previously, this was only a conjecture of Wang Sijing, but now, hearing it directly from Wang, her emotions surged even more.

Since childhood, she had been steeped in the legend of this ancestor, growing up entirely in his glory. Her admiration was as endless as the streaming rivers.

But why does this wind feel so unsettling?

As quickly as the wind rose, it disappeared, leaving nothing but the lingering sting on their skin, as if nothing had happened.

Soon after, an ancient and rustic voice sounded.

"Are you the descendants of the Wang Family?"

This voice entered their ears as if someone were speaking right next to them, sending shivers down their spines.

No need to guess, this voice came from Wang Xingkong who sat at the center of the chamber, still in his original posture, except now his eyes were open.

With star-like brows and deep phoenix eyes, his gaze was as vast and profound as an abyss, more dazzling than the stars in the sky.

His aura was contained, yet the overwhelming pressure was still palpable, leaving people somewhat breathless.

Wang immediately rose and knelt before Wang Xingkong, and Wang Sijing followed suit.

"Descendant of the Wang Family, Wang, pays respects to the ancestor."

"Descendant of the Wang Family, Wang Sijing, pays respects to the ancestor."

Both of them prostrated themselves, their voices trembling with excitement.

Finally, upon hearing these words, a trace of warmth flickered in Wang Xingkong’s eyes. He softly said, "Stand up and speak."

"Yes."

Both of them wobbled to their feet, but their excitement was still hard to calm. This was the ancestor who founded the Ancient Martial the Wang Family! Over four hundred years old, his strength simply unimaginable.

Wang Xingkong’s gaze lingered on Wang Sijing for a few more seconds, finally offering a slight smile, "It seems our Wang Family descendants are not bad, achieving Golden Elixir Cultivation at such a young age, not bad."

Receiving such praise, Wang Sijing’s face flushed with excitement, yet she still modestly said, "Sijing is dull, I just broke through to the Golden Elixir level."

Then Wang Xingkong glanced at Lin Tian, Chen Moxiang, and Xv Jiazhi, asking, "And you three, who are you?"

Xv Jiazhi cupped his fist, "Junior of the Xv Family, Xv Jiazhi."

Chen Moxiang mimicked the gesture, also cupping her fist, "Commander of the sixth squad of the Security Management Institute, Chen Moxiang."

Lin Tian cupped his fist, "Loose Cultivator, Lin Tian."

"Oh? None of you are of the Wang Family, how did you come here?" Wang Xingkong appeared somewhat surprised, "Being outsiders, how did you enter the underground palace?"

Lin Tian stood with hands behind his back, maintaining a calm demeanor as he spoke, "Junior intruded without permission and later encountered the two of them in the underground palace."

Wang Xingkong’s eyebrows furrowed, "Do you know that intruding into our Wang Family’s underground palace is a capital offense?"

Saying this, Wang Xingkong paused suddenly, his eyes like lightning scanning over Lin Tian, ultimately speaking with a stoic face, "Not yet twenty, already at the Middle Stage of Golden Elixir Cultivation, when this old man was as young as you, I did not possess such cultivation. Truly remarkable, it’s hard to believe you’re merely a Loose Cultivator."

Lin Tian chuckled, "Just lucky, I guess."

Taking another few glances at Lin Tian, Wang Xingkong asked again, "To get here, one must first unravel the great formation I placed on the stone gate; who did it?"

Wang hurried to respond, "It was Lin Tian."

"It was you again?!"

Once more, Wang Xingkong focused his gaze on Lin Tian, his expression gloomy as he asked, "So, you also know the secrets within the Thousand Jin Rock?"

"Yes, junior discovered them by chance."

Upon hearing this, both Wang and Wang Sijing’s expressions changed dramatically. This result was too unexpected! How could it be? He figured it out?

Wang Sijing felt her face heat up even more, having clung to the Thousand Jin Rock for two whole years without comprehending anything. What a monster Lin Tian was?!

Wang’s body quivered as he knelt down again, saying, "This junior failed to guard the Thousand Jin Rock, allowing it to fall into outsiders’ hands, I beg for the ancestor’s punishment!"