The two elderly men were thin and frail, as if a gust of wind could whisk them away, lacking the ethereal grace of Immortal Road experts, with skin clung to bones, looking terribly decayed.
Qin Ming's emotions surged intensely, grateful and moved, he said, "Seniors, how can I help you?"
All they had done for him was without expecting any return, as they didn't have many years left and their lifespans were nearing an end.
Yu Gen Sheng said, "Child, at our age, we need nothing, it's just regretful, the Newborn Road grows dimmer. The situation of a few Ancestor Masters... probably isn't good."
Zhao Ziyan sighed gently, "Other paths are flourishing with talents emerging. It's a pity, our path struggles, our situation worrying. If the Ancestor Masters were to pass away suddenly, the consequences would be unimaginable. We urgently need someone to carry the banner to give this path life extension, and in you we see some hope."
