"Do you want to know how I met your ancestor, An Hao?" Gu An asked An Yuan with a chuckle.
An Yuan felt awkward. Now that he knew his ancestor was still alive—and so powerful—he was filled with hostility toward An Hao and had no desire to hear about him.
Still, he could not defy Gu An, so he could only nod in agreement.
"It was during an internal conflict in the Taixuan Sect..."
Gu An looked ahead, his tone brimming with emotion. His voice was deeply infectious, and An Yuan seemed to see a scene before his eyes.
It was the sight of Gu An meeting An Hao in a great hall.
Si Yan'er, walking ahead of them, listened intently as well. She was also curious about An Hao's experiences in the Taixuan Sect.
Half an hour later, the group arrived at Mystic Valley, where Gu An had Jiang Shi help settle them in.
Lu Jiujia had already begun steadily delegating his authority to Jiang Shi. Among the valley's disciples, Jiang Shi had the highest cultivation and considerable seniority, and the disciples all respected him.
Late at night.
Inside the room, Si Yan'er and An Xin sat facing each other. Si Yan'er took out the paper An Hao had left behind. Looking at the bloodstained sheet, An Xin could not help but feel heartache for An Yuan.
On the way back, she had already learned of what An Hao's descendants had suffered and was deeply indignant.
"I don't know what this paper means. Can you help clear up my confusion?" Si Yan'er asked nervously. She had no idea what she should do after arriving at the Taixuan Sect.
The moment An Xin saw the three words "Taixuan Sect," she knew that An Hao had wanted his descendants to seek