Beneath the Xu Household.
Li Ping waited patiently there with his two spirit beasts.
Several full hours passed before the Earth Spirit Mouse squeaked again, telling Li Ping that the white-haired old man's scent had moved.
"Moved?"
Li Ping immediately ordered, "Take us after him."
After dealing with the lineage's mundane affairs, Xu Moyan transformed into a streak of escape light and flew toward his cave abode, a trace of bitterness on his face.
As he flew, he was still pondering what had just happened in the lineage's Council Hall.
Word about Ancestor Zhuochen had spread through the lineage. Upon learning that he and the patriarch had returned from meeting Ancestor Zhuochen, all four Core Formation elders had sent people over, hoping to bring Ancestor Zhuochen back with them.
Those people had nearly come to blows in the Council Hall. In the end, he had been forced to reveal that Ancestor Zhuochen had no intention of returning to the Xu Household.
Only then had they left, half convinced and half doubtful, presumably to report to the Core Formation elders behind them.
At that thought, Xu Moyan could not help inwardly shaking his head. If Ancestor Zhuochen were in his prime, if he weren't a third-tier pill refiner...
Back in the Council Hall, he had sorely wanted to berate them: You call that filial respect? You're drooling over Ancestor Zhuochen's inheritance and his third-tier alchemy skills. You're shameless.
But considering the Core Formation elders behind them, he had ultimately offered only soothing words and explained the grand elder's plans.
It's already late today. I'll arrange for that girl Qingque to meet Ancestor Zhuochen tomorrow, Xu Moyan thought.
In truth, he knew perfectly well that he and the grand elder were little better than those people.
If Ancestor Zhuochen were not