The Imperial Dynasty's Hundredth-Generation Descendant

"Good!" Li Shun agreed without the slightest hesitation.

"Aren't you going to ask who I want you to find first?" Elder Mu clearly hadn't expected Li Shun to agree so readily.

"I thought I would spend the rest of my life growing old and dying inside this Imperial Tomb Burial Mound. If, as you say, there really is a chance to get out alive, that's practically a second life handed to me for free. Why wouldn't I take it?"

"Besides, I'm only in the Mortal Embryo Realm. With my meager strength, I'm afraid I won't be up to the important task you've entrusted to me.

"I imagine you'll offer me some help." Li Shun spoke earnestly, as though it went without saying.

Elder Mu chuckled. "Meager strength—"

"In Great Qian, no matter how high your realm or how great your strength, could you possibly be stronger than Mu Wujiu?"

"You still haven't realized what your most precious asset is."

Something stirred in Li Shun's mind at those words. After a moment, he said thoughtfully, "You mean the Mu Clan bloodline?"

"Let me first divine the origins of that bloodline of yours!"

Before his words had faded, a withered strand of hair shot from Elder Mu's head like a sharp needle, piercing Li Shun's left arm in an instant.

Crimson blood was forcibly drawn out along the strand.

Then the withered hair snapped and fell to the ground.

The blood-soaked hair took root where it landed. In moments, it became a little scarlet tree, constantly sprouting branches and shooting upward.

Every branch and leaf gave off a faint, blood-red glow.

Elder Mu stared intently at the blood-red tree, studying it for a long time.

"So you're descended from that brat Mu Wuque." Elder Mu spoke with a sigh of feeling, his