Chapter 459: Chapter 273: Retreat of the Divine
Outside the window, a sudden downpour slammed onto the tiles, crackling with a mixed sound, much like Qin Ming’s mood, somewhat chaotic.
Upon seeing the letter, Meng Xinghai’s first reaction was that someone was fishing!
This probability is quite high; Qin Ming has risen very quickly, perhaps someone is losing patience.
The night is as dark as ink, raindrops densely hitting the windows, raising thin smoke.
Qin Ming, concerned and confused, had been worrying about his grandfather’s insufficient lifespan, afraid he might not see him again.
The handwriting on the smooth letter paper was very familiar.
During the rebirth phase, Qin Ming had often dreamt, recalling his childhood experiences, and indeed, this was his grandfather’s handwriting.
He took a deep breath, quickly calming his emotions, knowing only a calm mind can handle various problems.
Meng Xinghai set down his teacup and said, "Don’t panic when something happens; if someone is really fishing for you, it means they’re already losing patience."
Qin Ming nodded, his spirit highly concentrated, trying to resonate with the letter.
In an instant, he confirmed the letter was genuine, filled with his grandfather’s intense emotions, with both reluctance and worry for him.
"Child, Grandpa is ill and can no longer take care of you." This was a letter from over a decade ago, the old man’s clothes were worn and patched, his health not very good.
Qin Ming’s heartstrings trembled slightly, watching the "old scene" of that year.
Under the dim oil lamp, the old man coughed, slowly writing: "Grandpa told you before, I probably have ten years left to live, but now it seems I may not last. If I could choose, I wouldn’t leave you to be raised by others."
"You are still so young, Grandpa’s biggest worry is you. Someone has set their eyes on you, hoping to treat you well. Grandpa is leaving, to look for your parents, hoping they’re still alive so they can come for you in the future."
The old man’s body shook, coughing blood.
"Child, live well, grow up healthy, just peace is enough. Grandpa really wants to see you marry and have children, but doesn’t expect to wait until that day."
The old man’s hand was extremely thin, unsteady with the pen, quivering from coughing, ink splattering on the paper several times.
"You’re so small, Grandpa can’t bear it..."
Evidently, the old man took the letter with him and did not leave it behind. At that time, Qin Ming was too young, and couldn’t understand it.
The letter contained some town names, all distant, likely directions where his parents might have gone far away.
Qin Ming quietly held the ink-stained letter paper, reading it over and over.
Only then did he look at his parents’ letter, which bore no emotional fluctuation, unable to resonate.
The letter contained place names and routes, very distant, roughly reaching the outer areas of pioneer territory.
According to the letter’s message, his parents went to follow the traces of a Silk Calligraphy Ancestor Master, temporarily resolving their issues, and upon returning to the old family home found the previous letter but did not see the old man.
The latter part mentioned that an Ancestor Master of the Silk Scripture might still be alive, as they discovered crucial clues and must pursue them further, temporarily unable to return.
His parents’ letter paper also included many place names, all very far, already deep into the Night Fog World.
Meng Xinghai shook his head and said, "It’s not trustworthy!"
Qin Ming remained silent; grandfather’s letter was real, while his parents’ letter was doubtful. The previous letter carried intense emotions, filled with familial attachment, while the latter couldn’t resonate.
Meng Xinghai feared he would act impulsively and said, "I’ll have someone investigate it later; it might take a long time. You must not rush; even if it’s true, going now doesn’t change anything."
Qin Ming’s heart felt hollow. Finally, he nodded solemnly, putting the letter away.
Is there an alleged old family home? He pondered silently about where his grandpa went, whether he could indeed hold on until now. Thinking of these made him feel congested in his chest.
His biggest worry naturally was whether this letter truly reached his parents’ hands. If not, he dreaded to think further.
"Did the Cui Family intercept the letter prematurely that year?" Qin Ming sat quietly, clenching his fist.
All because he lacked the strength to visit the Cui Family, forcing them to disclose details.
The Old Ancestor of the Cui Family is the one who understands the Zhu Shi Scripture most deeply, having lived for an extraordinarily long time, already over five hundred years.
Some signs indicate that this person should have ventured into the Sixth Realm!
Outside the window, torrential rain poured down, the night as black as an abyss. When lightning struck, one could see the water curtain connecting heaven and earth.
Qin Ming stood up, wanting to find calm.
In a moment, he disappeared into the pitch-black rainy night.
Meng Xinghai worriedly followed, only to speed up to intercept him not long after.
Because he discovered that Qin Ming had entered the Thunder Fire Alchemy Hall, preparing to endure the strikes of Thunder Fire Sky Light.
"Is this your idea of finding calm?" Meng Xinghai naturally worried; this was the most fierce Thunder Fire in late summer, ready to damage one’s foundational skills.
"Uncle Meng, I’m fine. I already experienced it during Kunleng," Qin Ming said.
Then, in Meng Xinghai’s stupefaction, Qin Ming sat calmly within the Golden Hall, letting the Heavenly Light cover him, sitting cross-legged, unmoving.
After a night of listening to thunder and refining himself, Qin Ming’s mood improved considerably.
He was very receptive to advice, deciding not to travel but to follow Meng Xinghai’s suggestion to have others investigate and explore multiple truths.
That day, he closed up to adjust himself, studying miracle technique scripture.
Until the next day, he finally left the room and arranged to meet acquaintances.
In the restaurant’s private box, Wu Zheng was full of admiration, having heard some rumors about Kunleng even in remote places.
"Brother Ming, you are the goal I pursue for life!" He felt Qin Ming was now more formidable than his ancestors who excelled with Gun and Arrow Double Excellence.