The ancient return was exposed by his sister's live stream.

He has watched it five times.

With each glance, his gaze deepened.

"Grandpa, you've been watching all night," Qin Xiaoyu said softly as she walked over with a cup of tea. "You should get some rest."

Qin Wanshan took the tea but didn't drink it; he just stared at the jade jar on the screen.

"Xiaoyu, do you think... this thing is real?"

Qin Xiaoyu paused for a moment, then nodded: "It should be true. We've been following this live stream closely, from slaying the Gu Diao to the Tantric sect, and now to the relics of the Queen Mother of the West. Every detail has stood the test of time. And... the attitude of those three bluebirds couldn't be fake."

Qin Wanshan was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "I have lived for eighty-five years and have seen many extraordinary people and events. But someone like Chen Hao... I have never seen anything like it before."

He paused, a glint of light flashing in his eyes: "He killed the King of Gu Diao with a single sword strike, walked on water as if it were flat ground, casually produced a martial art that had been lost for a thousand years, and now he has found the relics of the Queen Mother of the West and the elixir of immortality..."

This young man—no, this senior—possesses unfathomable cultivation, having reached the realm of rejuvenation. He is no young man at all; he has likely lived for an extremely long time.

"And those girls around him, especially his sister Chen Siyao, after drinking that so-called celestial tea and eating the meat of a strange beast, their complexion and temperament underwent earth-shattering changes after bathing in celestial dew. This is the best proof!"

Qin Xiaoyu gasped, "Grandpa, do you mean... he really came from ancient times?"

"Otherwise, how do you explain it?" Qin Wanshan looked at her. "How did he know about the Queen Mother of the West? How did he know where the elixir of immortality was? Why were the three bluebirds so close to him? There's no such thing as a free lunch in this world."

Qin Xiaoyu remained silent.

Yes, it's all such a coincidence.

The coincidence is so striking that it can only be explained by the fact that "he already knew them."

"Grandpa, then let's..."

Qin Wanshan put down his tablet, stood up, and walked to the window.

Outside the window are the pitch-black Wuling Mountains, with the occasional chirping of insects.

"Tomorrow, you will personally contact that girl named Chen Siyao," he said in a deep voice. "We need to buy the elixir of immortality."

Qin Xiaoyu was startled: "Grandpa, are we going to say it directly in the live stream?"

"No." Qin Wanshan turned around, his gaze deep. "We can't say it in the live broadcast. Have you thought about it? If our three great families publicly offer to buy it, it's tantamount to confirming the existence of the elixir of immortality to the whole world. At that time, politicians from all over the world, various forces, and even those hidden old monsters will flock here. This world will be in chaos."

Qin Xiaoyu suddenly realized: "So we need to contact each other privately?"

"Yes." Qin Wanshan nodded. "Contact privately, keep the transaction low-key. Buy as many as you can."

He paused, then said, "Tomorrow, try to get Chen Siyao's contact information. Be sincere, and let her name her price. Remember, this isn't a business deal; it's about building a connection."

Qin Xiaoyu nodded emphatically: "I understand, Grandpa."

Qin Wanshan looked out the window and murmured, "An elixir of immortality... I never thought I, Qin Wanshan, would see such a thing in my lifetime."

His eyes shone with an unprecedented light.

---

At the same time, the Ye family in Chancheng.

Ye Zhengying didn't sleep either.

He sat in his study, with the same live stream replay playing in front of him.

Ye Chendong stood aside, carefully observing his grandfather's expression.

"Grandpa, what do you think?"

Ye Zhengying remained silent for a long time before slowly saying, "This Chen Hao is no ordinary person."

"Not an ordinary person?" Ye Chendong was taken aback. "Then what is it?"

Ye Zhengying glanced at him and said meaningfully, "Do you really think a thirty-year-old could kill the Gu Diao King, who severed the arm of the former Chiba of the Tantric sect, with a single sword strike? Could he walk on water? Could he know the Queen Mother of the West?"

Ye Chendong was speechless.

"He's either an ancient monster who's lived for thousands of years, or..." Ye Zhengying paused, "...a deity descended to earth."

Ye Chendong gasped.

"Grandpa, then let's..."

"Contact his sister," Ye Zhengying said decisively. "Contact her privately and buy the elixir of immortality. No matter the cost, buy it."

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the moonlight outside.

"The Ye family has practiced martial arts for generations, but by your generation, they have declined to the point where they can only dominate in Chancheng. This elixir of immortality might allow the Ye family to rise again."

Ye Chendong nodded emphatically: "Grandpa, I'll take care of it tomorrow."

---

The Wu family of Luocheng.

Wu Lie was also sitting in the study, opposite his son Wu Tian.

"Dad, who exactly is this Chen Hao?" Wu Tian couldn't help but ask.

Wu Lie took a puff of his cigar and slowly exhaled the smoke: "Who is it? A master."

"I know that, but..."

"Xiao Tian, ​​you need to understand one thing," Wu Lie interrupted him. "In this world, there are some things that money can't buy. Like lifespan, like true skill. But if you have the chance to buy these things with money, then you should do it at all costs."

Wu Tian seemed to be deep in thought.

Wu Lie continued, "Tomorrow, go find that Chen Siyao and contact her privately to buy the elixir of immortality. Remember, be sincere; money is not an issue. Although our Wu family cannot compare to those reclusive families, we still have some influence in the business world. As long as we can establish a relationship with that Master Chen, our future is limitless."

Wu Tian nodded emphatically: "Dad, I understand."

---

The capital city, the Ying family.

Ying Wenjie sat in his room, staring intently at the live stream replay on his phone screen.

When the three bluebirds rubbed against Chen Hao, he was completely numb.

He burst out laughing when the Queen Mother of the West said "wood".

When the elixir of immortality appeared, he jumped out of bed.

"Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap!" He spun around the room, phone in hand. "This is real! It's all real!"

After spinning around a few times, he took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

Then he dialed his grandfather's number.

"Grandpa, are you asleep? Not asleep? That's great! I have something very important to tell you! It's extremely urgent!"

The winners are a top-tier wealthy family in China, with influence spanning politics, business, and culture. Their foundation is several times deeper than that of the three major martial arts families.

At this moment, in the top-secret conference room of the Ying family's ancestral home, Ying Sihai, the head of the Ying family, was wearing reading glasses and watching Chen Hao's live broadcast replay word for word. Standing next to him was his most beloved grandson, Ying Wenjie, as well as the family's top global image appraisal experts, historical archaeologists, and metaphysical consultants.

"Grandpa, I told you! This live stream is absolutely real! The Queen Mother of the West's temple, that celestial aura, it can't be fake!" Ying Wenjie was so excited that he danced with joy. He had only followed Chen Siyao to the Northern Frontier out of curiosity, but he never expected to stumble upon such a shocking secret.

Ying Sihai remained silent, only turning to the imaging expert beside him: "Professor Zhang, are you sure there are no traces of fabrication?"

The elderly man, referred to as Professor Zhang, adjusted his glasses and said with absolute certainty, "Mr. Ying, I have been engaged in image forensics for forty years and have never seen such realistic footage. Whether it's the lighting, texture, environmental details, or the micro-expressions and the flow of energy in the figures, it's all original footage, without a trace of post-production modification."

An archaeologist standing nearby added, "Master, the architectural style and totem patterns of the Queen Mother of the West Temple shown in the live stream perfectly match the records of ancient Kunlun mythology, and are completely different from later mythological interpretations. This is definitely not a deliberate forgery."

The metaphysical consultant trembled violently: "The immortal tea and exotic beast meat in that secret realm are legendary treasures! That Chen Hao is definitely an ancient monster who has lived for countless years!"