Ghost Marquis gaped, seemingly unable to believe Lu Yin knew about his exploits in the Eternal Kingdom. That was impossible. Only the Corpse Kings knew what he did there. How could Little Lu know? No, someone must have told him. Other than the Corpse Kings, only the Death Nether Race knew. Could it have been him? Ghost Marquis thought of Silver, that guy with the sly grin who looked like he needed a good beating.
"Seventh Brother, Little Monkey never meant you any disrespect. If I ever did, may I be struck by lightning and never reach the Progenitor Realm!" Ghost Marquis shouted, sounding utterly sincere.
Lu Buzheng looked at Ghost Marquis in surprise. Ordinary cultivators wouldn't dare make an oath like that lightly. This strange thing seemed to be telling the truth.
Lu Yin didn't believe Ghost Marquis for a second. He was more inclined to think Ghost Marquis had never expected to reach the Progenitor Realm in the first place.
After sending Ghost Marquis away, Lu Yin took a sip of tea. The headache eased a little. "Third Uncle, Ancestor Lu Tianyi is already the oldest Progenitor Realm powerhouse in the Lu Family. Aside from the legendary Ancestor of Lu Family, you wouldn't know anyone else even if I named them. Besides, I don't know them myself. I've lost my memories."
Lu Buzheng sighed. "The mighty Lu Family has fallen so far. What a tragedy. I would rather have died in battle in that era than survive alone and watch the family wither away."
Lu Yin set down his teacup. "Third Uncle, tell me about the Heavenly Sect Era."
"That era is in the past. There's not much to say," Lu Buzheng replied. "What I can tell you is that anyone who witnessed that era sees the Eternal