Hearing Xiao Xuan's words, Yao Xuan froze for a moment and could not help asking:
"Senior, what do you mean?"
A trace of melancholy flashed through Xiao Xuan's eyes. He sighed, then slowly explained:
"Little fellow, how much do you know about your ancestor, Yao Fang?"
Yao Xuan shook his head.
"This junior knows little. I only learned the name of my lineage's ancestor from Clan Chief Yao Dan..."
Xiao Xuan gave a helpless laugh. "The Yao Clan certainly has its ways..."
"To think they buried Yao Fang's existence so deeply..."
Xiao Xuan paused before continuing in a low voice:
"No matter. Since you've entered the Heavenly Tomb today and met me..."
"These are things you ought to know..."
"Your ancestor, Yao Fang, was an old friend of mine."
"He possessed outstanding talent and bloodline strength even among the Yao Clan. If I remember correctly..."
"His bloodline was tested at the peak of the ninth grade, only a hair's breadth short of a divine-grade bloodline..."
"And so he displayed truly terrifying talent. Though your Yao Clan is an Emperor Clan whose heritage lies in alchemy, your ancestor Yao Fang not only refined excellent pills, but also cultivated to the level of a Seven-Star Dou Saint..."
"At the time, we all believed he would become the Yao Clan's next chief..."
"He and I made a promise: once he became Yao Clan Chief, the Xiao Clan and the Yao Clan would formally forge an alliance..."
"But then the problem with my Xiao Clan's bloodline came fully into the open."
"With no other choice, I gathered the entire clan's Dou Emperor bloodline, hoping to break through to Dou Di."
"The result speaks for itself. I failed, and the Soul Clan, led by Hun Tiandi, surrounded me and attacked..."
"Your ancestor Yao Fang came