Chapter 1956 - 1957: Too Much Like My Wife

Chapter 1956: Chapter 1957: Too Much Like My Wife

"Ye Xuan, my brother, you may not know this. Although my family’s old ancestor is already one hundred and eighty-six years old, before Xiahou Zhenkong was born, she was a secret of the Xiahou Family, unknown to the world. At that time, only my father, the old Family Head of the Xiahou Family, knew of her existence."

Xiahou Zhenshan sighed deeply, his face full of a bitter smile.

Ye Xuan was taken aback by these words: "How can this be?"

"As I mentioned to you before, my family’s old ancestor actually has no relationship with the Xiahou Family. She became the guardian god of the Xiahou Family over a hundred years ago."

Xiahou Zhenshan looked up at the sky, with a half-smile: "That year, the old ancestor was only eighty-nine years old, in her prime after three cycles of reincarnation.

My grandfather was still a young, passionate man just starting out, and he accidentally met the old ancestor. He was deeply infatuated with her, pursued her madly, but, in the eyes of the old ancestor, he was ultimately just a child, so in the end, my grandfather’s efforts were in vain.

Later, my grandfather succeeded as the Family Head of the Xiahou Family. To ensure the Xiahou Family’s continuous prosperity, he invited the old ancestor, whose power was unmatched in the world, to protect the Xiahou Family.

The old ancestor, who was alone and had no fixed residence, was perhaps moved by the sincerity of my grandfather, and thus agreed to his request.

They reached an agreement: the Xiahou Family, for generations, would pay tribute to the old ancestor, and the old ancestor would step in to guard the Xiahou Family in times of need.

In simple terms, the old ancestor is akin to the ultimate weapon of the Xiahou Family. In normal times, she’s like she doesn’t exist. No one knows about her, only coming forward in times of the Xiahou Family’s decline."

At this point, Xiahou Zhenshan paused, then looked full of guilt: "My father, with martial arts unmatched, but unfortunately, the two sons he had, both have ordinary martial arts talent, not even half as good as his.

From the moment Xiahou Zhenkong was born, he knew that we brothers would have a hard time supporting the future of the Xiahou Family, so he activated the old ancestor, having her assume my mother’s identity, laying the groundwork for the scene today where the old ancestor protects the Xiahou Family.

To be honest, if not for the old ancestor’s reputation all these years, the Xiahou Family would likely have long retreated to the outskirts of Hidden Dragon City, even inferior to the Qiao Family."

After hearing what Xiahou Zhenshan had to say, the various puzzles in Ye Xuan’s heart were finally solved.

So, Qin Lan and the Xiahou Family have absolutely no connection. But besides Xiahou Zhenshan, even Xiahou Yudie knows nothing of these matters, much less that their family’s old ancestor practices forbidden techniques strictly prohibited by the major powers of Hidden Dragon.

One hundred and eighty-six years old...

Thinking about that number, Ye Xuan couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his mouth, his scalp tingling with a complex feeling beyond words.

Even though Xiahou Zhenshan had explained it clearly, such an outrageous thing would be hard for anyone to accept in a short time, right?

In Ye Xuan’s impression, Qin Lan had always been a gentle and youthful female teacher, and now to be told that this woman is actually a one-hundred-eighty-something-year-old monster!

What kind of situation is this?

Recalling the past grievances between himself and Qin Lan, especially the few nosebleeds he had while treating her, damn it... I actually bled so much for a one-hundred-eighty-six-year-old witch!

No one could understand Ye Xuan’s feelings at this moment.

This feeling was beyond even Ye Xuan’s own explanation!

"What is this? An ancient wrong?!?"

Scenes from the past kept flashing in his mind, combining with Qin Lan’s real age, Ye Xuan’s inner world was one of utter collapse.

Even more unbelievable to Ye Xuan was that Qin Lan was so old, yet... yet she is still a virgin!

Yes, still a virgin!

As a contemporary divine doctor, when Ye Xuan treated Qin Lan, how could he not notice that she had never been with a man!

One hundred eighty-six years, that’s a full one hundred eighty-six years!!

Ye Xuan really wanted to interview Qin Lan thoroughly, in all these years, how did you manage to remain as pure as jade? Your willpower... must defy the heavens!!

"Ye Xuan, brother?"

Just when Ye Xuan’s inner world was incredibly rich, Xiahou Zhenshan’s call mercilessly woke him up.

Ye Xuan came to his senses, taking a deep breath: "Sorry, Family Head of the Xiahou Family, this matter is really... too outrageous, suddenly, I find it hard to accept."

"Understandable, but, the fact is as it is." Xiahou Zhenshan smiled and said: "Here, I must also remind you, Ye Xuan, brother, this matter is known only by you and me, no third person must know. Otherwise, when the old ancestor reincarnates next time, the Xiahou Family will face a great disaster!"

"I understand that, Family Head of the Xiahou Family, rest assured." Ye Xuan nodded.

Xiahou Zhenshan said nothing more.

Such confidentiality, naturally he could not fully disclose to Ye Xuan, but helplessly, the old ancestor’s reincarnation just happened to meet Ye Xuan, in that situation, if he didn’t explain this secret in detail to Ye Xuan, at that time, those who knew everything wouldn’t just be Ye Xuan alone.

Fate is destined by the heavens.

Sometimes, the arrangements of the heavens leave one powerless.

...

A dozen minutes later.

Ye Xuan finally calmed his mind and returned to the entrance of the old house with Xiahou Zhenshan.

The Xiahou Family’s younger generation had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing the two return, Xiahou Zhenkong furrowed his brow, casting a peculiar look at Ye Xuan, and then muffled a voice: "Earlier you said my old mother is very much like an old friend of yours, dare I ask, which old friend are you referring to?"

Xiahou Zhenkong, naturally skeptical, obviously, Xiahou Zhenshan dragging Ye Xuan away from the scene just now had aroused his suspicions.

Now that he’s asking this, Xiahou Zhenshan frowns slightly.

And Ye Xuan scratched his nose, saying casually: "Well, second brother, don’t ask about things you shouldn’t. I’m afraid my answer will make you feel uncomfortable."

Xiahou Zhenkong’s eyes showed anger, he hated being called second brother!

"Hmph." Xiahou Zhenkong snorted: "Just say it, the Family Head acted strangely with you earlier, if you don’t have an answer, not only I, but probably all the thousands of Xiahou Family’s younger generation will harbor doubts."

Ye Xuan held his head helplessly: "Better not, my answer might hurt the harmony..."

Xiahou Zhenkong frowned and said: "Speak!"

Ye Xuan: "Are you sure?"

Xiahou Zhenkong: "Naturally, I’m sure!"

"Alright then."

Ye Xuan, with a face full of resignation, shrugged and sighed: "The old friend I’m referring to is actually... my wife, uh, your old ancestor looks too much like my wife, it’s as if they were carved from the same mold. When I first saw her, I almost thought it was my wife who came right then and there to give her a kiss!"