Fengwu Qinshang

Chapter 325 The Dying Titan Ancestor

The second elder bowed and slowly retreated, but as he retreated he raised his eyelids, looked deeply at the old man, then turned and left.

Such a tiny detail was captured by Qin Feng, and he felt something strange!

Then Qin Feng dusted off the dust on his body and stepped into the gate.

"Bang!" The door closed with a sound, but at the moment the door closed, the old man sat down on the ground. Then the high-spirited look on his body disappeared, and he instantly turned into a little old man who seemed to be exhausted.

Qin Feng was horrified when he saw this, and he quickly stepped forward, squatted down, and supported the staggering old man, and exclaimed:

"Ancestor, what's wrong with you?"

The old man quickly raised his dry and yellow face and whispered:

“Don’t be loud!”

Qin Feng heard this and whispered:

"Why is this happening, ancestor?"

He saw a cushion on a golden stone platform not far ahead, and hurriedly picked up the old man and placed him on the cushion.

Only after Qin Feng picked up the old man did he feel how light he was. The fat figure he had just seen disappeared completely, leaving only a bag of skin and bones.

The old man sat on the futon and slowly raised his head to look at Qin Feng carefully. He nodded and said weakly:

"Really? Really. I guess your ancestor looked like you when he was young!"

Ancestor? He was undoubtedly referring to the First Emperor Ying Zheng!

Qin Feng didn't pay attention to what the old man said at this time. He looked at the bony old man with a feeling of sadness and asked hurriedly:

"Ancestor Titan, what happened to you? You were fine just now, what's wrong with you?"

The old man looked at Qin Feng's panic, then he forced out a smile and said slowly:

"Haha! Don't worry, my friend. I'm fine."

Still fine? This is just like having one more breath than a living person!

Qin Feng was still a little anxious:

"But why are you like this?"

The old man took a deep breath, sat up straight, pointed to the side of the table and said:

"Come, come, sit down. I am really surprised that you came so quickly. Jinjiao promised me that you would definitely come within a hundred years. I was afraid that I would not be able to wait for you!"

Qin Feng collected his thoughts and said in surprise:

"Grandpa, why did you wait for me to come?"

The ancestor laughed helplessly and said:

"Ahem! Hey! Because you are the only one who can be the hope of my dwarf people!"

Qin Feng was even more confused:

"Me? Why me? I'm not from your tribe!"

The old man sighed:

"Hey! Speaking of this, it's a long story! You should have heard that my dwarf race and your Shihuang Star human race are on good terms. But do you know why we are on good terms?"

Qin Feng shook his head.

The old man smiled and continued:

"I, Titan, have lived for more than seven thousand years. I should have entered the realm of gods and ascended to the immortal realm five thousand years ago. But when I was experiencing the divine calamity, I was persecuted by my people and had no hope of becoming a god. So I could only stay here to protect my people and survive until now. Saints are not immortal. More than a thousand years ago, I saw that my end was coming. I could do nothing when I saw my people being bullied because they were weak."

Qin Feng asked in surprise:

"But the dwarves are not incapable of protecting themselves, right?"

The old man shook his head:

"You are wrong! The dwarves are born with a kind of pride in their bones, which has led to them being self-righteous since ancient times and never willing to make friends with others. At that time, we were just like the Emperor Star today, being bullied by other planets. But with me here, I can still intimidate other races."

"But when I knew that my end was near, I had to find allies for the continuation of my race. But when I proposed to make friends with other races, I was rejected by everyone. And after the rejection, what I got was the covetous eyes of these races. At this time, your ancestor, the First Emperor Ying Zheng, came here. He not only extended my life, but also came forward to become an ally with Lingkui Star, Shuihan Star and Manwang Star, and we advanced and retreated together."

Qin Feng heard this and asked:

"Since the First Emperor has extended your life, why are you like this?"

The old man smiled and said:

"Extending life is against the will of heaven. After your ancestor used divine blood to extend my life for a thousand years, there was still a drop of divine blood left. Five hundred years ago, I extended my life for the second time. That's when I realized that this method of extending life with divine blood can't continue endlessly, and it will become less and less effective in the future. And this time, the five hundred years of extending life are about to come, and when my deadline is approaching, your ancestor was imprisoned by the Goddess of Luo River. Just when I was discouraged, Jinjiao brought good news, that is, you, the descendant of Ying Zheng, appeared."

"Jinjiao told me everything you did on the Shihuang Star. I was thinking that if you could really unify the Shihuang Star, you would be able to protect my people. So I secretly advised Jinjiao, hoping that you could come here."

At this point, the old man stretched out his hand and dragged a piece of golden metal as big as a bowl. It was the Krypton Gold Mother that Qin Feng had been dreaming about. The old man looked at the Krypton Gold Mother and squinted his eyes and said:

"Mother of Krypton Gold, Jinjiao said you really need it. I will give it to you today. The only condition is that when you become the master of the First Emperor Star, you can protect my dwarfs from being bullied by other races! Can you do it, young friend?"

Qin Feng's gaze fell on the Mother of Krypton Gold. He stared at her blankly for half an incense stick of time. Neither of them spoke.

The old man Titan's heart gradually cooled down. "Hey! Looking at him like this, all his attention is on the krypton gold. It seems that there is little hope! This is human nature. Even if he is a descendant of Ying Zheng, there is no guarantee that his character is the same as Ying Zheng! Forget it, he is a descendant of Ying Zheng after all, so just give it to him! What will happen in the future? I can only hope that he can show some kindness!"

Thinking of this, the old man's eyes dimmed and he was about to speak, but Qin Feng said:

"Ancestor, if I'm not mistaken, there should be quite a few people here waiting for you to leave? The second elder should be one of them!"

Qin Feng's sudden question startled the old man.

Qin Feng continued:

"Golden Horn once told me that he took the initiative to ask to go to the First Emperor Star to form an alliance with our human race, while the others were sent here, and he never regarded himself as the elder's youngest son. Just now, I felt that the second elder's eyes were unfriendly, so I made this guess."

The old man wondered why Qin Feng was staring at the Mother of Krypton Gold for so long and was thinking about this matter, and then he said:

"My friend, you have a good eye. You are right. Some people in the dwarf tribe are waiting for my death, because they have always been close to Luoshen in secret."

Qin Feng's eyes lit up:

"If it is really as the ancestor said, even if I, Qin Feng, want to protect this place, it can't stop the disintegration among you! After all, I am just an outsider!"

The old man smiled bitterly and said:

"Hey, hey! How could I not know that? This is all I can do!"

Qin Feng stood up and said with a smile:

"I understand. This is a helpless entrustment from the old ancestor! If this is the case, why not take power yourself? My ancestor, the First Emperor, can extend your life, so why can't I, Qin Feng?"

The old man looked at Qin Feng's shining eyes and suddenly felt like a fool. Seeing that person staring at the Mother of Krypton Gold, he thought that person's purpose was that. Who knew that he had become so petty!

But even though the old man was excited, he could not change the fact that the divine blood had reached its limit. Because he had never thought that the blood level of the descendants of Ying Zheng would never be higher than that of Ying Zheng.

"Hey! My dear friend, I, Tai Tan, admire your kindness. If Ying Zheng were here again, he might be able to extend my life for a hundred years, but you?"

Qin Feng understood what the old man meant and laughed:

"How can you know if you haven't tried it? There's no harm in trying!"

The old man shook his head hurriedly:

"No, absolutely not! You are a second-level Saint Cultivator, you won't be able to accept it!"

After hearing this, Qin Feng asked:

"I wonder how to use this divine blood to extend life?"

The old man said hurriedly:

"Nine drops, nine drops of divine blood are needed to prolong my life. I am at the peak of the ninth level of Saint Cultivation, how can your divine blood prolong my life? This is not allowed, absolutely not allowed! My friend, please give up this idea!"

Qin Feng seemed not to have heard it. He reached out and grabbed a jade bottle. Inside the bottle were four drops of divine blood that he had kept for emergency.