"Are you alright, Dogballs?"

Qin Zhongguo laid a hand gently onto Qin Ye's forehead with a concerned expression.

Qin Ye shook his head in response, then cast a complex gaze toward his grandfather as he said, "You have some first, Grandpa."

How many more secrets are you hiding from me, Grandpa? 

To Qin Zhongguo, the tale of the flower that grew from stone was only a myth, and he wasn't sure if it was safe to eat, so he was happy to take the first bite in order to verify whether it was edible or not. Thus, he patted Qin Ye on the head again as he said with a warm smile, "Alright, I'll eat it first."

Qin Ye felt as if countless arrows had just pierced through his heart, and he lowered his head with a sorrowful expression. He was so saddened by this scene that even the shock of hearing that his grandfather was a follower of the Yiguandao wasn't so potent anymore.

Crunch... 

The sound of Qin Zhongguo eating half of the Taisui fungus rang out, and at the same time, Qin Ye took a deep breath before releasing his Yin energy to encompass the entire mountain.

Show me what happens after this! Let me see what I was unable to see all those years ago! 

He was certain that his Yin...