Soaring of Galaxia
chapter-580

Qin Wushuang walked up with refined and courteous manner: "Elder, pleased to meet you."

Old Man Liu Jin was heaving deep sighs for he felt that the Plain Field Town was getting worse with each generations. They were bullied and fell into an incredibly stupid and cowardly state. When he saw strangers calling at him, he shoot a few glances at Qin Wushuang dispirited and answered without thinking much as he saw this young man dressed in ordinary clothes.

"Old man, I am asking you." Upon seeing Old Man Liu Jin not stopping his footsteps, Bao Bao scuttled before the old man and blocked his path.

Old Man Liu Jin was displeased as he said: "Where did this young man come from, you don't have the manners at all. Why are you blocking the path of an old man?"

"Old man, I would like to ask you, is this the Plain Field Town?"

"It's the Plain Field Town." Old Man Liu Jin answered him with a displeased tone.

"Then would you have heard that a few hundred years ago, a pair of brothers, named Qin Xiang and Qin Yu had appeared from the Plain Field Town?" Qin Wushuang asked again.

Initially, the Old Man Liu Jin was dispirited and downcast. However, as soon as the two names "Qin Xiang and Qin Yu" scuttled into the ear, he had immediately became spirited as if he was on fire.

"Yes yes yes, young man, how did you know? Did you come from the Aspiring Throne Mountain? What is your relationship with the siblings of the Qin family?"

Like a trail of shooting bullets, a succession of questions shoots out uninterrupted with cracking noise.

Since his young age, this old man had been hearing his seniors talking the honorable history of Qin Xiang and Qin Yu. When he lived up to eighty or ninety years old, he had not done much proper business. His biggest interest and hobby were to publicize the history of these two brothers. In other words, until the end of his living times, he had purely lived among the history.

Now when he finally saw a foreigner asking about these two siblings, of course, he was overjoyed at the turn of events and would even want to pull Qin Wushuang to him and talk the stories for three days and three nights.

Qin Wushuang was rather astonished by the sudden change attitude of this old man.

Completely unaware of his surrounding, Old Man Liu Jin said with a look of exultation: "You want to ask about those two brothers, it's correct for you to come to me. Across the entire Plain Field Town, even their own family members might not know as much as me. I have researched them for a dozen decades. I am definitely the specialist in this area."

As if he was afraid for Qin Wushuang not believing him, Old Man Liu Jin did not even allow Qin Wushuang to speak as he said: "For these two siblings, Qin Xiang is the older one, Qin Yu is the younger one. Their father had a total of four sons, five daughters. Now, at the Plain Field Town, the remaining two brother's descendants are still the leaders of the town. Additionally…"

Qin Wushuang immediately waved his hand and halted the old man's enthusiasm: "Elder, if you can tell me their home location, I would be grateful to you."

Displaying excitement and full of enthusiasm, Old Man Liu Jin's swept away all of his gloominess from before and said: "This is even easier, I will take you to there. After going out of the town, there is a Silver Moon Lake sixty miles to the west. A giant mansion by the lake is the territory to the Plain Field Qin Clan. Those two brothers had grown next to the Silver Moon Lake and grew to become the elite figure of the Qin headquarter."

"Sixty miles to the west? Are you certain elder?" Qin Wushuang asked again.

Old Man Liu Jin became anxious and felt that this question was a humiliation to him, being a specialist. He immediately said: "There is no mistake, I know their family too well! I already told you that I am a specialist in this area! You…"

Qin Wushuang smiled slightly and cupped his hands into a salute: "Thank you elder."

After he had finished speaking, in a flash, he had disappeared into the empty air with Bao Bao and Lone. Sixty miles was too close. They would arrive in a few ups and downs.

Old Man Liu Jin rubbed his eyes and looked at his surrounding with disbelief. How did this person had disappeared suddenly?

"Strange things, strange." Old Man Liu Jin whispered and suddenly, a surge of pleasantly surprised look shoot from his turbid eyeballs. He mumbled to himself, "Could it be that the elite of the Aspiring Throne Mountain had come? Or why would he be asking for this? Wonderful, it seems that the Aspiring Throne Qin Headquarter did not forget the contribution made by the Plain Field Qin Clan!"

Old Man Liu Jin was incredibly excited. He clenched his withered hands into a tight fist and said to the sky: "God, please send your blessing to our Plain Field Town, and give us a few more geniuses like Qin Xiang Qin Yu brothers! If it's possible, I would rather exchange it with my life."

Of course the gods would not hear his prayers, yet Qin Wushuang and his groups had.

Bao Bao said with a smile: "This old man is interesting. Boss, it seems we were worried for nothing previously. Your ancestors are famous at the Plain Field town."

Qin Wushuang said: "It's understandable. A little town can only have a few extraordinary figures. Even after a few hundreds of years, it's normal for people to keep thinking about them."

In between their conversations, they had arrived at the Silver Moon lakeside.

When looking from the sky, this Silver Moon Lake had resembled the crescent moon of the seventh day of the lunar new year. Like a pearl, it had embedded at the outskirts west to the Plain Field Town. It was truly a place that displayed the beauty of the nature and derives reflected glory from an illustrious son.

Although the Silver Moon Lake only had the width less than hundred miles, red flowers and green willows were everywhere around the lake. Everywhere was full of thriving force.

Qin Wushuang's group of three people had arrived before this mansion. As Qin Wushuang walked past each piece of stone slate, and the grassland, that familiar walking rhythm made him felt as if he could hear the footsteps walked by his ancestors.

"It's strange, there are too little people at this manor right?" Bao Bao whispered.

Qin Wushuang also realized this problem. Even if all the disciples of the clan went out to train, there should have been a portion guarding the home?

In fact, he sensed that not many people were inside this mansion. Such situation were rare in human countries. For a major clan, how could they not possess such common sense? Were they not afraid of people hijacking their base?

The thing that made them felt funny was that no one came out to stop them even after they had walked all the way to the entrance of the mansion. They were only stopped by the gatekeeper when they had entered all the way in.

When they were asked of their purpose, Qin Wushuang said with a faint smile: "We came here to pay a visit to the patriarch of the Plain Field Qin Clan."

"Patriarch is not here."

"Then any Elder are fine." Qin Wushuang took a step back.

"All are not here." That gatekeeper was straightforward.

"Then there should be someone we can talk to?" Bao Bao asked with a little gloominess.

"Those authority figures had all gone to the Heavenly Stone Mine. Whoever that remained inside the clan will get scolded as cowards." That gatekeeper was rather honest, "If you are guests looking for the Patriarch, you must come after a while. Now the clan has no intention to take care other matters."

"What?" Qin Wushuang was somewhat suspicious, "One will get scolded as cowards if remained at the clan? Are you guys not afraid the enemies striking your family?"

That gatekeeper said helplessly: "What about it? Even if it gets taken, we don't have a choice. If the Heavenly Stone Mine is gone, it's the same for losing the entire Plain Field Town. It's better for the clan to get taken than having the entire territory getting taken."

Territory? Heavenly Stone Mine? Could it be another dispute concerning interest? It seemed that there were no Pure Land in the world. When a place have people, there would be worldly affairs. When a place had worldly affairs, there would be disputes and conflicts.

"Where is the Heavenly Stone Mine?" Qin Wushuang asked with an indifferent tone.

That gatekeeper pointed to the south: "All the way to the south, it's about five or six hundred miles. I have never been there for I only know such place."

"Boss, could it be we are going to that Heavenly Stone Mine?" Bao Bao asked with a bitter smile.

Qin Wushuang said: "Could it be that you are too lazy and not willing to take five to six hundred miles of trip? Then you will just stay here."

Bao Bao immediately waves his hand: "No no, I will go, I will go alright?"

As that gatekeeper looked at these three strange people, he could not refrain from asking: "You three, who are you exactly? You don't appear to have come from nearby prefectures."

Bao Bao said proudly: "We just came from the Aspiring Throne Mountain. Seriously, it's fine that your Patriarch does not come to receive us, the VIP guests. However, when we have come to your door, no one is here."

That gatekeeper was shocked: "Aspiring… Aspiring Throne Mountain? Are you heroes of the Qin headquarter?"

"Hero?" Qin Wushuang said with a bitter smile: "Why call us heroes?"

"Of course you would be heroes. Without you from the Aspiring Throne Qin Headquarters, where would the entire Qin clan get our steady situation. These steady situations were fought with the fresh blood and lives from people of the Qin headquarter."

Bao Bao laughed: "You are not a fool."

After some thinking, suddenly Qin Wushuang asked: "Now, who is the person that holds the highest ranking at the Plain Field Qin Clan? How many generations is he apart from the siblings Qin Xiang and Qin Yu?"

Since it had been a few hundreds of years, it must be discussed in terms of generations. Up to Qin Wushuang's generation, the Eastwood Qin Clan had passed down a dozen or twentyish generations.

Then the Plain Field Town should have passed down a dozen generations. Only, it appears that the Qin clan of the Plain Field Town should also be a clan emphasized with training. From their outlook, their development would certainly be much stronger than the Eastwood Qin Clan. Perhaps, there would be some elders among the clan.

That gatekeeper said with a stammering tone: "Qin Xiang and Qin Yu, you guys know these two ancestors?"

"Hey, we are asking you, why are you asking us instead?"

That gatekeeper said with a bitter smile: "Our old ancestor of the Plain Field Town is not any generations apart from Qin Xiang and Qin Yu, they are the same generation."

"The same generation?" Qin Wushuang was shocked.

"Yes, ancestor Qin Xiang and Qin Yu's father had four sons. They were the oldest and the second oldest. Beneath them, there are the third brother and the fourth one. Third has passed a long time ago. However, the Fourth, also our current ancestor is still alive."

This news had truly made Qin Wushuang feel unexpected. He always had a prejudice thought and had forgotten that even if the ancestors' siblings had far less talent than them, it would not be a problem for them to live a few hundreds years old despite for training to the peak of the Spiritual Martial Force.

Not to mention that at the Xuan Yuan Mound, the Perfect Stage of the Spiritual Martial Force was not some unattainable stage.

"Then this old ancestor is also at the Heavenly Stone Mine?" Qin Wushuang asked while he was emotionally moved.

"Yes, if the old ancestor does not go, the situation will be even more out of control!"

Qin Wushuang nodded and said to Bao Bao and Lone, "Let's go to the Heavenly Stone Mine!"

A group of three people left at a rapid speed. To them, five to six hundred miles of travelling would not count as path travelled. In a short moment, they had arrived above the Heavenly Stone Mine. Upon looking down, indeed two groups of people had gathered inside a valley. Currently, they were standing in a state of mutual hostility within an utterly dangerous atmosphere. The trend had appeared to be going towards a bloodbath with a word and a blow.