Taiyu Divine Dynasty, the imperial capital.
Half a month has passed since Lin Xuan found his ancestor and brought along the former head of the Supreme Institute.
In the courtyard, a girl dressed in a white dress was chasing butterflies, her laughter melodious and sweet. To anyone who saw her, she was an innocent and naive girl.
But only Lin Xuan knew just how terrifying his ancestor had once been.
He single-handedly stopped the Lin Household's formidable enemy, and after being severely injured, he destroyed the Divine Dynasty with One Sword strike!
But with the loss of his ancestor's memories, this once all-powerful sword immortal vanished completely.
For a full two weeks, there was no sign that the ancestor's memories were recovering.
For the past two weeks, Lin Xuan has been experiencing intermittent headaches.
In a short time, he realized how terrifying amnesia was for a strong person.
Our ancestors are no different from ordinary people now.
This means that she needs to eat three meals a day, sleep, and rest, otherwise she will lack energy.
These are all minor matters.
The problem was that she insisted on sleeping next to Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan remembered that the last time he slept with someone was more than 20 years ago, when he was only three or four years old. His older brother always said he was afraid of the dark and wanted to sleep with him.
Now he's Thirty, yet he still has to sleep with his ancestors...
But unfortunately, I can't refuse.
Because Lin Zhiruo saying that if she slept next to him, she wouldn't have nightmares.
Once Lin Xuan expresses his unwillingness, she will look at Lin Xuan innocently and pitifully, constantly asking questions.
Why can't we sleep together?
"My sister and I sleep together."
Do you hate me?
"If you don't dislike me, why can't we sleep together?"
"..."
Lin Xuan was a man of few words, and faced with such a curious girl, he could only helplessly let her be.
Especially Ji Zhenyi.
He clearly remembered the dean saying that Ji Zhenyi had a cold personality, was a peerless swordsman, and was single-minded in practicing swordsmanship.
However, Ji Zhenyi in front of me is no different from the parent of a bratty child.
Lin Zhiruo wanted to sleep with him, she hesitated, then looked at Lin Xuan with a sigh of regret.
She kept saying, "She's still a child..."
He would occasionally say, "It's been so long since I've seen her so happy."
Lin Xuan remained silent and gave up on saying anything more.
In addition...
He was just a little uncomfortable, not disgusted.
They also clearly understood that their ancestors were not mentally sound, and therefore did not want to make things difficult for themselves.
Moreover, he could also feel the closeness between himself and his ancestors through blood.
This feeling is wonderful.
Unlike Lin Ye's ancestors.
When he met Ancestor Lin Ye, he only felt a faint sense of familiarity, perhaps because Ancestor Lin Ye did not have a physical body. However, the familiarity he felt with Ancestor Zhiruo was different from the familiarity he felt with the other members of the Lin Household.
It's a feeling of shared roots and origins, a heartfelt desire to be close, a feeling that seeing the other person is like seeing half of yourself.
A natural sense of trust flows forth like a spring the moment eye contact is made.
In the end, he just let things take their course.
And the issue of Lin Zhiruo's amnesia...
We can only let it be.
Lin Xuan had asked the Saint King, and had also taken out all sorts of elixirs and medicines from his Storage Bag, whether they were for the soul or for the body, and coaxed and forced his ancestor to take them.
The result was far from ideal.
It's fair to say it's completely useless.
Even the Saint King was helpless.
When the Vast Sea Saint King learned that this girl was a character from tens of thousands of years ago, he was somewhat curious. However, he was not an expert in pharmacology, and the only thing he could use was his extensive knowledge and wisdom.
pity.
Based on his judgment, Lin Zhiruo's cultivation level was definitely above his at his peak.
Moreover, matters involving the most difficult-to-handle divine souls are extremely troublesome.
But there's one more thing.
Lin Zhiruo lost her memory, and her soul must have been severely damaged.
His body's meridians were also severely injured; otherwise, he wouldn't be unable to use even the sword techniques that a sword cultivator instinctively needs to use.
Since it's an injury, taking some kind of medicine will definitely be helpful.
It's useless; you just haven't eaten enough, and the quality of the pills isn't high enough!
If we want to cure the other person, then we'll have to use all sorts of miraculous medicines!
It was only at this point that Lin Xuan realized what was happening.
So it turns out the pills I fed to my ancestors weren't useless, they were just too few!
He did a quick mental calculation.
The pills he fed Lin Zhiruo earlier were enough to heal a severely injured Saint Realm. If that's considered a small amount, then...
"How many more pills are needed to see any improvement?" Lin Xuan asked.
The Vast Sea Saint King pondered for a moment, then shook his head slightly.
I'm not sure.
"According to you, she must have been an unparalleled powerhouse before, whose level of cultivation was probably immeasurable."
"And even if I were still alive, Vast Sea Saint Dynasty still existed, I estimate that curing such a person would be impossible even if I drained the entire Holy Dynasty."
As he spoke, the Vast Sea Saint King knew that such a massive resource shortage was truly a headache, and he softly offered words of comfort.
"Sect Master, there's no need to be in such a hurry. Although Senior Lin has lost all his cultivation, fortunately, his lifespan seems to be intact, and he still has plenty of time. Moreover, some of my old friends have some precious medicines that can restore the soul. I can write a letter to ask for them, which will alleviate some of the pressure."
"Besides, isn't it quite nice that Senior Lin is so innocent and carefree these days?"
The Vast Sea Saint King spoke with a smile.
Although he estimated that even if he obtained those precious medicines, it would be a drop in the ocean.
But it's better than nothing.
After hearing these words, even Lin Xuan couldn't help but feel a sense of despair.
He himself is someone who lacks resources.
The greater the talent, the more resources are needed.
Both the Great Dao he comprehended and his Sword Dao require resources.
The disciples in the sect are all exceptionally talented. They can find ordinary resources on their own, but for top-tier resources, sometimes they still need their master to step in.
There's also a Xiaolu at home that's as voracious as Taotie, and we haven't even saved enough to raise Xiaolu to adulthood.
Now, we have an even bigger resource-devouring ancestor.
Not to mention, his older brother is still suffering. After so many years, his health has likely been damaged, and curing him would require countless resources...
We can only take it one step at a time.
Lin Xuan sighed heavily.
Currently, they have not yet returned to the Holy Heaven Domain and are still in the Taiyu Divine Dynasty.
Ji Zhenyi is seriously injured and needs to recuperate. She can only return to the Eastern Continent after she has finished recuperating.
However, before Ji Zhenyi could recover from her injuries, news came from the Princess's residence.
Seven days later, the Divine Dynasty will announce the successor to the Divine Lord, and Wang Lin Xuan will personally attend.
He hadn't expected it to happen so quickly...
The outcome of the succession struggle for the title of God of the Taiyu Divine Dynasty was quite unexpected.
Moreover, it is said that the Saint Realm being, who has not appeared for many years, will personally appoint the future successor to the divine throne.
The ruler of the Divine Dynasty, Saint Realm, piqued Lin Xuan's curiosity.
After all, apart from the Saint King, he had never seen a true Saint Realm cultivator in the Eastern Continent.
After thinking for a moment, he agreed.
"Okay, I will definitely be there in person."