Old Ancestor

Zi Qing hurriedly nodded. "This disciple is called Murong Zi Qing. The Destiny Defying Heaven Stealing Scripture is a secret technique passed down only within the Murong Family.

When he heard Zi Qing mention the Heaven Defying Life Stealing Scripture, Murong Xuan's murky old eyes suddenly lit up.

The sea breeze swept fine sand past the three of them, and the air froze for a moment.

"Murong Zi Qing?"

Murong Xuan slowly spoke, looking at Zi Qing. "Which branch of the Murong Family does your father belong to, and what is his name?"

"Reporting to the Old Ancestor!"

Zi Qing suppressed her excitement with difficulty. "My father is Murong Changfeng, the seventh-generation descendant of your... your direct son, Ancestor Ling Feng. He belongs to the main branch."

"Murong Changfeng... Ling Feng's descendant..."

Murong Xuan murmured the names again, remembrance filling his eyes. A moment later, he came back to himself. "I never imagined I'd run into one of my descendants here."

"Hahaha!"

As he spoke, Murong Xuan suddenly threw back his head and laughed. He was so excited. "Who would have thought that the Son of Fortune who caught four giant tuna in a row would be one of my descendants!"

"Hahaha, Heaven hasn't forsaken me, Murong Xuan! After sixty-five years of waiting, I've finally found the treasured pearl of fortune of my Murong Family!"

Murong Xuan looked out at the vast sea of Xizhou and laughed until tears streamed down his face. His murky old eyes shone brilliantly, and even his hunched body straightened a little.

Qin Guan: "..."

Little Black Tower: "So melodramatic."

After being worked up for a while, Murong Xuan hurriedly looked at Zi Qing. "Good child, get up!"

"Mm!"

Zi Qing nodded hard. Her eyes were red-rimmed, and her voice suddenly choked with deep grievance.