The two youths had suffered their bodies being invaded by vengeful spirits, leaving them extremely weak. Qin Fengming did not immediately wake them. Instead, he sat cross-legged beside them, extended both hands, and began slowly tempering the meridians within their bodies.
This tempering lasted for two full days. By the time Qin Fengming finished, Qin Yuan had already come to the door more times than he could count.
Qin Yuan knew that the Old Ancestor inside had no need to eat, but his two grandsons were still mortal flesh and blood. They could hardly endure going without food for even a day. Now that two days had passed, what if his two precious grandsons starved into serious trouble?
Seeing this, Qin Fengming naturally understood the reason. He lightly patted the two youths and woke them. When they saw themselves sitting cross-legged on the floor, both youths were instantly bewildered, their faces filled with confusion.
"You may be confused in your hearts. I shall tell you now. I am Qin Fengming, your great-grandfather whom you often worship. I did not die, but have been traveling outside all this time. I only returned home two months ago. I am not an ordinary mortal now, but a cultivator. You may find the notion of cultivating difficult to understand at first, but once I display a few abilities, you should understand."
Looking at the two puzzled youths, Qin Fengming smiled faintly. He raised a hand, and a ball of flame appeared on his fingertip, leaping and dancing. With a flick of his finger, the fireball rose into the air and drifted lazily through it before vanishing with a soft pop.
At the appearance of the flame, the two youths' eyes widened. Delight flashed through them again and again.
The two youths were only fifteen