Martial Ancestor

"It's Netherworld Heart Demon Thunder!" Mandala finally realized it at that moment.

"Seal me!" Futu Yun was no fool. The moment he heard Mandala's words, he understood.

The beast spirit he had refined was Hu She's Netherworld Heart Demon Thunder. By nature, this was not an ordinary spirit beast essence.

Yet he had relied on that power to cultivate the Dragon Soul Thunder Spirit.

In a sense, he himself had already become Netherworld Heart Demon Thunder.

Netherworld Heart Demon Thunder that had successfully transformed into a dragon.

He was now at the peak of the Heaven Transformation Realm. Once he broke through to the Heavenly Reaching Realm, he could formally transform into a dragon.

And the final step of transforming into a dragon was precisely this Black Divine Lightning!

Futu Yun was not afraid of the Black Divine Lightning.

With his Heavenly Sovereign Spirit Body and the realm of unity between man and heaven, subduing mere Black Divine Lightning would be effortless.

But if he broke through so plainly, it might instead affect the foundation he would have after the breakthrough.

For spirit beasts, the Black Divine Lightning that shed spirit and transformed into divinity was merely the beginning.

To truly stand shoulder to shoulder with Divine Beasts or even Super Divine Beasts, he would still need far too many opportunities.

How could transforming into a dragon be so easily accomplished?

The reason Futu Yun had reached this point was, on one hand, because the Azure Dragon Divine Seal and Dragon Soul Thunder Spirit were naturally compatible.

On the other hand, Netherworld Heart Demon Thunder itself was incorporeal, making it relatively easier to change forms.

But he could only go this far. Once he passed through the Black Divine Lightning, his Divine Soul would completely take shape.

"Go to the Martial Realm and find the Martial Ancestor!"

The strongest "Azure Dragon" in the Great Thousand World was not some Super Divine Beast, but the Martial Ancestor of the Martial Realm.

Having read the original work, he knew that the Martial Ancestor had once cultivated the Azure Sky Dragon Transformation Art.

Though it was merely a martial art from a Lower Plane, what sort of figure was the Martial Ancestor?

After his improvements, the Azure Sky Dragon Transformation Art must have long become a Peerless Divine Ability!

Martial Realm.

The Martial Ancestor, Lin Dong, calmly looked at the invitation in his hand. "He wants a trace of my Azure Dragon Origin?"

Two graceful figures stood behind him. The one on the left wore a white dress, her figure slender and elegant.

A light veil covered her face, yet it could not hide the exquisite contours beneath. Her smooth black hair cascaded down, while her jade-like hand held an azure longsword.

Her temperament was cold and aloof, like a goddess from the moon palace.

The other graceful figure beside her had deep blue hair and skin so fair it was nearly translucent.

A chilling aura radiated from her body, as though it could freeze every living thing in the world.

It was precisely this icy aura that preserved her beauty forever, leaving her with the appearance of a young girl.

These two beauties were naturally the two mistresses of the Martial Realm, Ling Qingzhu and Ying Huanhuan.

Besides them was a young girl in black, beautiful and ethereal as an immortal.

At that moment, her jade-like hand held a spiritual fruit as her fragrant cheeks moved gently. Her lively eyes seemed steeped in immortal radiance, making her utterly captivating.

"That Futu Yun isn't very old, right? If he looks decent, make him my son-in-law, and I'll agree."

Bang! Ling Qingzhu's jade-like hand slammed hard into the Martial Ancestor's back.

"If you keep spouting nonsense, I'll take our daughter and leave. You can stay here with Huanhuan."

Ying Huanhuan's red lips curved slightly as she gave a soft snort. "I'll go with you."

The Martial Ancestor could only shrug helplessly.

He knew Ling Qingzhu did not have a good impression of Futu Yun.

After all, back then, Futu Yun had brought Qingling to call off the engagement, humiliating the other party until she suffered a qi deviation!

There had once been a vast gap between Ling Qingzhu and him as well, but from beginning to end, she had never humiliated him.

Though she had once harbored the intent to kill him, she later calmed down and had even saved him once.

But Futu Yun was different.

If one compared it to the situation between the Martial Ancestor and Ling Qingzhu back then,

it would be like Ling Qingzhu directly finding a male disciple from the Nine Heavens Supreme Purity Palace, massacring the Great Yan Dynasty,

and then directly suppressing and killing the Martial Ancestor before he had even grown strong.

Though Futu Yun had good talent and a powerful background, his character was truly not much to speak of.

It could not be said that everything he had done was wrong.

After all, even if Ling Qingzhu had truly killed the Martial Ancestor back then, it would have been perfectly justified.

Even massacring the Great Yan Dynasty would not have been considered wrong.

Losing her virginity had directly ruined her Supreme Purity Perception.

For such a grudge, let alone dealing with the Martial Ancestor before he had matured,

even taking it out on the entire Lin Family, the Lin Clan, or the whole Great Yan Dynasty would not have been excessive.

So the Martial Ancestor could understand Futu Yun, but Ling Qingzhu simply could not stand Futu Yun's actions.

Calling off the engagement was one thing, but why did he have to continue humiliating someone whose family had already been destroyed and whose cultivation had been crippled?

"Mother, I don't think it was a big deal. As the young clan leader, he was merely making his stance clear."

"The Pagoda Ancient Clan never needed to accommodate the mere Five Great Academies."

"Much less sacrifice the lifelong happiness of one of their own women." Lin Jing chewed on the spiritual fruit and quickly swallowed the flesh.

The moment she finished speaking, Ying Huanhuan and Ling Qingzhu both wore strange expressions. Could this little girl have taken a liking to him?

The Martial Ancestor also looked strange. "That kid's talent really is..."

"Father, he said that as long as he can obtain a portion of your Azure Dragon Origin, he'll recognize you as half a teacher."

"As long as you pass the Plane Spirit on to him, he can directly merge the Heavenly Profound Continent into the Great Thousand World."

"Oh?" The Martial Ancestor raised a brow at those words.

In truth, when he had casually suggested making Futu Yun Lin Jing's husband, it had been because of this very matter.

Futu Yun's ability to merge a Lower Plane into the Great Thousand World was no longer a secret.

But the prerequisite was becoming the Plane Master!

With the Martial Ancestor's current strength, he could completely strip away the Plane Spirit he had once refined.

Besides, the Plane Spirit had long become almost useless to him.

But if Futu Yun became the Plane Master of the Heavenly Profound Continent,

then every living being on the Heavenly Profound Continent would be subject to Futu Yun's power over life and death.

That was something he could never accept.

So making Futu Yun his son-in-law would at least make him one of their own.

That was why the Martial Ancestor had looked strange just now.

Because Lin Jing had said that Futu Yun, as the young clan leader of the Pagoda Ancient Clan, would not sacrifice a family member's lifelong happiness for the sake of his stance.

Yet Lin Dong had just considered making Futu Yun his son-in-law for this very matter.

Even if it had merely been an offhand joke, the difference between the two was obvious.

But Lin Jing was not angry. At the very least, Futu Yun happened to fit her tastes perfectly.

Besides, wasn't Futu Yun's engagement already void? Perhaps she might have a chance when the time came.

But the Martial Ancestor fell into deep thought. Futu Yun did not want to become his son-in-law and instead wanted to take the path of master and disciple?

The Martial Ancestor lounged in his stone chair, casually picked up a fruit from the stone table, and took a fierce bite.

"What if I refuse?"

"If you refuse, Futu Yun said he will still help you."

"He'll just have to wait until he reaches the Sovereign Stage."

"Even if he cannot become the Plane Master, he will still have a way to bring the Lower Plane up then." Lin Jing said with a smile.

Having known her father's temperament since childhood, she knew Futu Yun's answer would satisfy the Martial Ancestor.

Crack! The Martial Ancestor's mouth froze as he bit into the fruit. Then he expressionlessly tossed it aside.

After a moment of silence, he said, "That kid isn't bad. If he hadn't added that last sentence, there'd be no chance of this happening."