Ancestor Wang

All around, the mountains were steep and towering, like many great swords stuck in the ground, and all the mountains seemed to be emitting sword light, soaring into the sky.

Amidst Feather Ascension Light Rain, the Female Sword Immortal sword immortal, standing in mid-air, brandished her sword. The old grounds of her former sect and numerous sword mountains resonated with her, almost tearing open the Inner Scenery Realm.

Whoosh!

Wang Xuan ran away. There's nothing more to say. He didn't want to be a scapegoat. He had been attacked and suffered for so many years because of Old Chen. But the grievances have their perpetrators and the debtors have their debtors. His hard times should be over.

With a whoosh, Wang Xuan burst out, carrying a large amount of dense Mysterious Factor.

Then he noticed that Qing Mu had stopped performing the shamanic dance. Was he slacking off because no one was coming in?

Qing Mu moved a chair and sat down close to him, staring at him intently, seemingly a little nervous.

In fact, Qing Mu was terrified. Although it was so close, he couldn't sense the Inner Scenery Realm or see the soaring sword light. He only noticed that Little Wang seemed to be possessed by a ghost.

Within minutes, Wang Xuan's body trembled slightly and swayed slowly. Then he grabbed the Black Sword and slowly raised it. Was he going to save someone? It looked more like he was going to kill Old Chen!

Qing Mu was so frightened that he rushed over immediately. If things got out of hand, he would have to take action right away, but he didn't act rashly because he had heard that one shouldn't act recklessly in this situation.

Fortunately, Little Wang regained his composure and slowly lowered the sword, avoiding striking his master.

Wang Xuan ignored him, completely disregarding him.

Behind him, the mist in the Inner Scenery Realm expanded and rolled in again, as if trying to capture him back in? Sure enough, this experience was different from usual, extremely unusual.

"Old Chen, have you come back to life?" Wang Xuan shouted. He guessed that after so many years of being exposed to the Mysterious Matter, Old Chen should be half-dead by now.

No matter how much he called out, Old Chen didn't move at all, still lying there motionless like a dead man, completely unaware.

Wang Xuan is currently in a special state, his back covered by a dense Mysterious Factor. Although he has left the Inner Scenery Realm, he has not returned to his own body.

He was afraid that if he withdrew completely, he wouldn't be able to enter the Inner Scenery Realm.

He was in a dilemma: how to get Old Chen to come? He realized that this would likely be quite difficult.

No wonder the secret scriptures of various religions solemnly mention that even if a disciple has amazing talent and manages to trigger a state of Super-Sense perception with great difficulty, he still needs the guidance of the patriarch.

That makes perfect sense. Wang Xuan isn't the patriarch, so he doesn't know how to get Old Chen into the Inner Scenery Realm.

"I didn't have anyone to guide me; I got in on my own. It's a bit special. I guess it's recorded in some rare, secret texts of Daoism and Buddhism, but I don't have time to look it up now."

Wang Xuan guessed that he was by no means the only one. Who was the first person to discover the Inner Scenery Realm and bring him in? It was probably someone who accidentally stumbled in, thus bringing the cultivation of the Old Arts to a whole new level!

"Strictly speaking, apart from my lower level of cultivation compared to them, considering the early stages, my ability to enter on my own should have been considered remarkable in the glorious period of ancient times. In the long run, am I now considered a minor patriarch? Perhaps I can even try to bring others in."

In the Inner Scenery Realm, the Female Sword Immortal stood in mid-air, with a shower of Feather Ascension Light Rain, appearing extremely sacred. The mist surged and expanded outward once more.

Wang Xuan took a deep breath, made a decision, and, carrying a large amount of Mysterious Factor, rushed towards Old Chen, who was lying flat.

There's hope!

He wasn't taken back by his physical body, which suggests that the presence of a large amount of Mysterious Matter near the Inner Scenery Realm allows him to temporarily stay outside.

"Old Chen, wake up! Ancestor Wang is guiding you to immortality!" After rushing over, he felt a little tired and quickly activated the Root Method of the Pre-Qin Daoist practitioners to absorb the Mysterious Factor that had been brought over.

Then, he got a closer look at Old Chen's condition. Although the cracks in his internal organs were smaller, they were still numerous and surrounded by lightning. If touched even slightly, they could explode.

"Old Chen, you were hiding inside my internal organs! No wonder I couldn't find you!"

Looking down at him from close range, Wang Xuan used the power of the Inner Scenery Realm to see the internal condition of Old Chen's body in this special state.

Old Chen's condition was very unusual; his mental state was locked within his internal organs, rather than his skull.

At this moment, Old Chen dared not move, fearing that the lightning would blast away his mental domain. This kind of internal organ lightning was extremely extraordinary and mysterious.

In a daze, he seemed to hear Wang Xuan shouting, but it was far away and the sound was indistinct.

"Is it a hallucination? Young people are unreliable. They haven't shown up for so long. It seems I'm going to die." Old Chen sighed.

Wang Xuan remained silent; Old Chen had indeed guessed his secret long ago.

Reflecting on his experiences over this period, he realized he had been careless. Even Sun Chengkun, on his deathbed in Great Black Mountain, was able to cite classical texts and guess that he might have entered the Inner Scenery Realm.

Who is Old Chen? He is Great Grandmaster in the field of Old Arts, whose vision, knowledge, and experience of ancient books far surpass those of Sun Chengkun, a scholar and professor.

As a colleague, Wang Xuan was always around him, so Old Chen should have noticed something and guessed something from the fact that Wang Xuan's abilities had improved rapidly in a short period of time.

The main reason is that Wang Xuan had no idea at the time that Old Chen was Great Grandmaster and would be so ridiculously strong. If he had known from the beginning, he would have run away long ago and would never have gone to work.

At this moment, Wang Xuan's expression was uncertain. He had been tricked by his old colleague. Old Chen was willing to risk his own life to "fish" for him.

"Forget it, I have a clear conscience. I went to the meeting alone with my sword. After this battle, the claim that the New Arts is superior to the Old Arts was shattered by my sword. It turned the tide for the Old Arts, and resources will be poured into it..." Old Chen murmured to himself.

Wang Xuan grasped his mindset.

My old colleague is a ruthless man; from a broader perspective, he truly has a clear conscience. Old Chen went to the Congling Mountains, facing all the masters of the New Arts Domain alone, slicing through mechs with his sword, and single-handedly defeating three Great Grandmaster —a truly brilliant feat. He showed everyone how Old Arts can revive, and how dazzling their brilliance can be once they are revitalized. He paved a path for Old Arts, ushering in a crucial turning point.

On a smaller scale, Old Chen was indeed ruthless, leaving himself no way out. After breaking into the New Arts Domain, he also triggered the problems within his body, and Fishing Wang Xuan came to the rescue.

In this situation, although Wang Xuan wanted to beat him up, he couldn't bear to see him die. Although Old Chen was shrewd and calculating, he also had a lot of guts when it came to the big picture, and his humanity was not dimmed. Not many people could do that.

Old Chen's considerations for himself never deviated from the general direction of first making the Old Arts shine.

He is very real; no one can be one-dimensional, everyone is complex.

"That old guy..." Wang Xuan sighed softly.

Then he appeared, approaching Old Chen. Seeing his spiritual realm clearly, it was indeed quite impressive, like a vast expanse of white mist swirling around him.

"Old Chen!" Wang Xuan called out in a low voice. In this special state, things in the real world seemed unable to stop him.

"Little Wang, is that you?" Old Chen was very excited, his mental state fluctuated, and he said, "You've finally come. I knew I hadn't misjudged you."

Upon hearing his words, Wang Xuan wanted to beat him up, saying, "Old Chen, I knew I misjudged you!"

Old Chen sighed, "Little Wang, you must understand. An old man whose love for Old Arts surpasses even his own life is so deep-seated that he will not rest in peace if he does not live to see the Old Arts path come back to life and shine again. I am waiting for you here, just to witness and to confirm that you have truly found the right path."

Wang Xuan was moved.

However, he soon realized that his old colleague was a seasoned actor, and although he was showing genuine emotion now, it was hard to say whether it was out of habit or just following a routine.

"If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening!" Old Chen's words were resounding and powerful, stirring the entire spiritual realm and radiating brilliant light.

Wang Xuan sighed, "Do you know how much I paid? To save you and open the Inner Scenery Realm, I burned my own life potential."

Old Chen was immediately filled with gratitude and said, "If you ever open another Inner Scenery Realm in the future, be sure to call me. I'll share the burden with you. This old man is willing to burn all his potential to light your way forward!"

"Old Chen, that's too much, you've gone overboard with the sentimentality." Wang Xuan glanced at him sideways. This old colleague... was he trying to cling to him again?

"Do you know the Root Method of the Pre-Qin Daoist practitioners?" he asked.

"I've been practicing for decades!" Old Chen answered readily.

Wang Xuan wasn't surprised; Old Chen's journey to this point must have been extraordinary.

"Alright, stop wasting time and hurry up and activate your Root Method!" Wang Xuan said. In fact, they communicated through spiritual perception, and all of this happened in an instant.

"Where is it? How do I get in?" Old Chen was bewildered.

"It's so close, how can you not see the Inner Scenery Realm?" Wang Xuan asked suspiciously.

"I really can't see it!" Old Chen said anxiously, then quickly explained, "Even after I formed my mental domain, in a state of Super-Sense, I only saw it vaguely once. It was very blurry. I wanted to get closer, but it always kept its distance from me and I couldn't get close."

Wang Xuan was surprised; it seemed he really was somewhat special.

"Fine, I'll guide you inside!"

Upon hearing this, Old Chen quickly cooperated, remaining silent and still, and relaxing himself.

Wang Xuan tried to lead him there, but he almost exhausted himself and only managed to go halfway.

"Old Chen, can't you move by yourself? Follow me!"

"Okay!" Old Chen quickly followed, but the two were instantly far apart. The Inner Scenery Realm was right in front of Wang Xuan's feet, but Old Chen was becoming more and more blurry and could not get close.

"Stop!" Wang Xuan quickly called out to him.

This is truly bizarre. For Wang Xuan, it was within reach, but for Old Chen, it was like an insurmountable chasm, impossible to approach.

"Don't move, I'll guide you over!" Wang Xuan didn't dare let him mess around, otherwise he would be exhausted and still not be able to get in.

Soon Wang Xuan was exhausted, panting heavily. He really wanted to lie down and not move. He had never been so tired before.

A moment later, he really wanted to kick Old Chen away. This was no human being. He was so tired that he felt like he was going to vomit blood, like he was about to turn into dust. He felt like his mental energy was about to collapse. He barely managed to get Old Chen to the edge of the Inner Scenery Realm.

"Old Chen, from now on you have to call me Ancestor Wang!" Wang Xuan gasped for breath. If Old Chen wasn't dying, he really wouldn't want to suffer like this.

He finally realized how difficult it was to bring people into the Inner Scenery Realm; the difficulty was outrageous. No wonder ancient books recorded that only a patriarch-level figure could guide them.

"Little Wang, patriarch!" Old Chen's skin was so thick that he called out without even blinking. Then he added, "I've taken over for you many times, but today is finally different."

As they were about to enter the Inner Scenery Realm, Old Chen was incredibly excited, looking forward to a bright future like a pure and innocent child. His long-cherished wish was finally about to come true.

"Old Chen, once you're inside, don't say anything. Just use the Root Method of the Pre-Qin Daoist practitioners to directly heal your injuries and revive your body," Wang Xuan instructed. He felt he was exhausted to the point of near death, and it was time for Old Chen to take over. He needed to go in and recuperate, and improve his Golden Body Art.

At the same time, he pondered that although the Female Sword Immortal was powerful, she could not ultimately interfere with the mortal world. Even if millions of sword lights fell on Old Chen, they probably wouldn't kill him; they would only cause him excruciating pain.

Moreover, Old Chen already has practical experience and has been "baptized" by the Ghost Monk, so this time there shouldn't be much of a problem.

Wang Xuan spoke earnestly, "During the Battle of the Congling Mountains, I saw your extraordinary swordsmanship; you could even cut through mechs. It's a real pity you didn't pursue the path of a sword immortal. You must thank me properly this time. I went to great lengths to find you an Immortal Master. Be humble, treat him with the respect due to a disciple, and learn diligently!"

Upon hearing this, Old Chen immediately became respectful and solemn.

Wang Xuan used his last bit of strength to send him into the Inner Scenery Realm.

When he stepped onto this place, Old Chen finally saw the scenery clearly, no longer as if there was an insurmountable barrier between them as before. At this moment, he was so excited that his blood was boiling.

"I've finally made it in! From now on, the sea is wide enough for fish to leap and the sky is high enough for birds to fly. I, Old Chen, have arrived!"