Mainland Martial Arts

Chapter 455: Ming Zeshu, the ancestor of the Ming family

Without a moment's hesitation, the old man suddenly moved, swift as lightning, reaching the rooftop. His movements were light and agile, like a leaf blown by the wind, silently floating upward. Standing on the rooftop, he tilted his head slightly and gazed in the direction of Tingya Tower. Despite the pitch-black night, his eyes seemed to penetrate the darkness, capturing the fierce battle raging there. His face was expressionless, only a hint of concern lingered in his eyes.

Then he opened his mouth and whispered, "Get out!"

The sound was quiet at first, but it was like a huge rock dropped into a calm lake, instantly stirring up a thousand waves. Among the Half-Step Grandmasters of the Ding and Li families, the sound suddenly grew in volume, creating a deafening effect. They felt it as a sharp wave of sound, drilling straight into their ears, causing their eardrums to hurt. Many could not help but cover their ears with their hands, faces filled with pain, and their bodies trembled unconsciously.

Even Chen Yu and Chen Xin'er, who were inside the store, were affected. Chen Yu felt as if his head had been struck by a heavy hammer. A sharp pain shot through him, and he instinctively covered his ears with his hands, his face turning pale. The same thing happened to Chen Xin'er. She swayed and nearly fell, her eyes filled with fear and pain.

The members of the Ding and Li families were stunned by this sudden scene. They looked at each other, their eyes filled with fear and confusion. They knew that anyone who could produce such a powerful and intimidating voice was no ordinary person. After a brief hesitation, they weighed the pros and cons and decided that it was not appropriate to confront such a powerful person at this moment. They quickly retreated. Their figures quickly disappeared into the night, leaving behind only the sound of chaotic footsteps and nervous breathing.

Seeing the enemy retreat, the old man gently descended from the roof, landing on the ground as lightly as a feather. Seeing this, Hong Ze immediately stepped forward, his face filled with a hint of awe and apology. He clasped his hands together, bowed deeply, and leaned forward slightly. "I'm sorry, old man, for waking you." His voice was full of respect, and his eyes revealed his deep respect for the old man, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

Chen Xin'er, standing nearby, was also stunned by the scene before her. She wondered, could this seemingly ordinary old man be the Ming family's ancestor? Without hesitation, she stepped forward, imitating Hong Ze's example, cupping her hands and respectfully saying, "Greetings, Ming family's ancestor." Her eyes shone with anticipation and hope, as if she had seen a glimmer of light in this dark moment. Her body trembled slightly, unsure whether the Ming family's ancestor would be willing to help them.

Chen Yu was somewhat bewildered by Chen Xin'er's actions, a hint of doubt in his eyes, but he had absolute trust in her. He paused for a moment, then quickly stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply. While his eyes were still a bit bewildered, they were filled with support for Chen Xin'er and concern for the current situation.

The Ming family patriarch looked at Chen Xin'er, a faint smile on his face. His smile was filled with kindness and admiration, as if he saw something special in this little girl. He smiled and said, "Little girl, you're quite smart." There was a hint of teasing in his voice, but more of it was recognition of Chen Xin'er. His eyes revealed a hint of curiosity, as if he was wondering what the little girl would say next.

Chen Xin'er didn't hesitate. She knew time was running out and she couldn't afford to delay. She said bluntly, "Ancestor Ming, I need your help. Otherwise, this city will be doomed." Her eyes revealed a firmness and resolve, as if she had already made a firm decision. Her voice, though soft, was remarkably clear in the quiet shop, impossible to ignore.

The Ming family's ancestor, Ming Zeshu, had lived for over 130 years and was a powerful Half-Step Grandmaster. He had experienced countless trials and tribulations throughout his life, witnessing the rise and fall of Lingyuan City. At this moment, upon hearing the little girl's words, a flicker of surprise and curiosity crossed his eyes. To him, it was simply unbelievable that a young girl could utter such serious words.

Chen Xin'er's heartbeat raced, a sound she could clearly hear echoing through the silent shop. Her eyes were filled with anxiety and sincerity, her hair, already damp with sweat, plastered to her pale face. She stared intently at Ming Zeshu, her hands unconsciously twisting together, her knuckles turning white from the exertion, as if conveying her resolve to him.

Ming Zeshu stood tall and proud, like a majestic pine tree. Though barely awakened from sleep, he exuded an awe-inspiring presence. His gaze fell on Chen Xiner, a mixture of scrutiny and ridicule. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he said with a half-smile, "Little girl, you're certainly clever, but asking me to save you wouldn't be such a joke." His voice was deep and magnetic, echoing slowly in the silent shop. Every word was like a hammer, striking Chen Xiner's heart, causing her heart to tighten.

Seeing Ming Zeshu's disbelief, Chen Xiner grew increasingly anxious. She took a step forward, her eyes revealing determination and resolve. She quickly explained, "Ancestor Ming, I have a friend who truly possesses the power of a Grandmaster. He simply can't control that power and has now lost his mind. City Lord Gao is still fighting, but he won't be able to hold out for much longer. I need you and the Ding Family Patriarch to join forces with City Lord Gao and seal my friend's power back, or all of Lingyuan City will be devastated!" Her voice trembled slightly, partly because of the thrill she had just experienced, and partly because she was worried that Ming Zeshu would still refuse to believe her, leading to Lingyuan City's irreparable destruction. Tears glistened in her eyes, reflecting her concern for the people of Lingyuan City and her heartache for Xu Tian's fate.

Ming Zeshu listened to Chen Xiner's words, a hint of doubt on his face. He gently shook his head and said in disbelief, "Little girl, you're exaggerating a bit." In his opinion, the thought of a young person possessing the power of a Grandmaster was already unbelievable, let alone the serious consequences it would cause. This made Chen Xiner's words seem like a fairy tale. He crossed his arms over his chest, his eyes revealing a hint of disapproval, as if waiting for Chen Xiner to give a more convincing reason.