It's Over, My Family Line Will End

"Lead the way. And we're not close, so don't call me Tingting."

"Tingting, look, these just came in. They're guaranteed to satisfy you," Qiu Sheng said, his face full of confidence.

"I'll take all of these."

Ren Tingting took a little with her finger, spread it on the back of her hand, and tested how it felt.

By evening, the exhausted group finally returned.

When they got back to the funeral home, Uncle Nine was already sitting in the room, drinking tea.

"Master, where's Martial Uncle?" they asked curiously, looking around the empty room.

"Your martial uncle was in a hurry, so he's already left," Uncle Nine said, taking a puff on his dry tobacco pipe.

"Then, Master, did Martial Uncle leave any instructions?"

Lin Yu hadn't gotten his gift yet. How had Four Eyes already run off?

"Don't worry. Your martial uncle left something for you when he went."

As Uncle Nine spoke, he took a cultivation manual from inside his robes.

"Back when your master's generation was cultivating under your grandmaster, our talent was limited, so we could only choose one discipline we liked to cultivate."

"But your master was a little more talented, so I chose an extra one. That's the art of feng shui and physiognomy and the Way of Talismans that I teach you now."

As Uncle Nine spoke about himself, pride involuntarily appeared on his face.

"Your martial uncle Four Eyes chose god-invoking, but that path was difficult to cultivate, so he had no choice but to switch to corpse-herding."

After all, he had cultivated for so many years without results. He couldn't complete his apprenticeship, and if he couldn't complete it, he couldn't leave the mountain. Maoshan wasn't wealthy to begin with; it couldn't support him for the rest of his life, could it?

As Uncle Nine spoke, he handed the manual to Lin Yu.

"Master, this couldn't be Martial Uncle's..."

Lin Yu stared at the manual in his hands in shock.

"That's right. This is the path of god-invoking your martial uncle chose back then." Uncle Nine nodded solemnly.

There was no describing how shaken Lin Yu felt. In any era, everyone regarded their own inheritance as more important than their lives.

Now he had someone else's inheritance in his hands. Although it was his martial uncle's, it still wasn't something he could have obtained easily.

"Don't think too much about it. You're Maoshan's hope now. Every one of us hopes that one day you can lead Maoshan back to the glory it knew in ancient times."

Uncle Nine interrupted Lin Yu's thoughts.

Lin Yu was now the disciple with the most promise, and Four Eyes was one of the martial brothers closest to Uncle Nine.

After discussing it, the two decided to pass god-invoking on to Lin Yu, so that he wouldn't fall into the hands of demons and monsters stronger than himself in the future.

If I can't beat them, it doesn't matter. I've got plenty of connections. If I can't beat them, I'll call someone in. Beat the young one, and the old one comes out; if the old one can't do it, I'll call someone even older.

Without a backer, what are you cultivating for?

"Many thanks, Master and Martial Uncle."

Lin Yu also knew how much talking Uncle Nine had done to persuade Four Eyes to agree, so he felt even more grateful to Uncle Nine.

"All right, there's no need for thanks. Wen Cai! Go make dinner."

After saying that, Uncle Nine shouted for Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng, who had run off somewhere.

"Got it, Master~" Wen Cai's voice came from the funeral home.

"Xiao Yu, you're talented. Whatever you do, don't learn from your two senior brothers. They neglect their proper work all day and only know how to play."

Uncle Nine gave Lin Yu reminder after reminder, afraid that Lin Yu would go bad too.

"Don't worry, Master. I study seriously every day."

"That's right, Master. How could we possibly lead Xiao Yu astray?" At that moment, Qiu Sheng, who had no one to play with, suddenly popped out.

"You dare talk back? As senior brothers, you don't act like senior brothers at all. You make mistakes and still need your junior brother to wipe your backsides for you. Hmph!"

The moment Qiu Sheng talked back, Uncle Nine scolded him.

"Master, I'm going to cultivate."

Lin Yu had no desire to get involved. He said his piece and ran off.

In his room, Lin Yu opened the Maoshan God-Invoking Technique he had just received and began reading it.

[Ding~ You have read the Maoshan God-Invoking Technique and comprehended the Maoshan God-Invoking Technique]

As Lin Yu's understanding deepened, he increasingly felt how profound the God-Invoking Technique was.

This wasn't the sort of technique you could find all over the streets, where someone could simply stamp their foot and call out a name to invite a god to possess them.

Most of the things summoned that way were ghosts or monsters of some kind, and they would only harm others and the user.

"Should I cultivate it or not?"

Lin Yu looked at the God-Invoking Technique in his hands, troubled. After fully comprehending the manual, he had also learned of one major flaw in the God-Invoking Technique: he couldn't lose his virginity or engage in the act of yin and yang.

After all, doing that sort of thing would defile the body. Do it too many times, and once the body was dirty, no god or immortal would look favorably upon it.

So it was best for a virgin to cultivate it. Otherwise, if he couldn't summon a god or immortal later on, all those years of hard cultivation would go to waste.

"Who cares? The bold eat their fill while the timid starve. I'm still young, so I'll practice it for now. Once I'm older and my cultivation is higher, what will I need the God-Invoking Technique for?"

Lin Yu wrestled with the decision for a while, then resolved to practice, and practice hard. At worst, he would keep himself as pure as jade for a few years and worry about the rest later.

"I'll wait until tonight to practice, with Master watching over me."

Although he was bold, he wouldn't recklessly practice the God-Invoking Technique without an elder watching over him.

After all, gods, immortals, and monsters really did exist in this world. Ghosts knew whom he might summon, and when the time came, he might not even know whether he was still himself.

[Lin Yu: Hello, everyone! We haven't chatted in a week.]

Well, Lin Yu decisively gave up and went online to chat.

[Omniscient and Omnipotent: Oh, Xiao Yu's online?]

[Huang Rong: Only two days have passed here.]

Time flowed at different rates in each world in the group, but whenever someone was looking at the chat group, the flow of time in every world became synchronized.

So sometimes a week might pass for you, while only a day or even an hour had passed for another group member.

[Shi Hao: Brother Yu, let me tell you, I took a Green Scaled Eagle's egg yesterday. Luckily, I ran fast.]

[Omniscient and Omnipotent: Little Shi Hao, you'd better hurry up and cultivate, or you'll die a lot of times, just like in the plot.]

Su Xiaoxiao saw that Shi Hao, Lin Yu, and the other youngest members of the group knew the plot, yet still spent every day either flooding the group chat or playing around.

As the group leader, she had an obligation to supervise the group members' cultivation.

[Shi Hao: Sister Group Leader, do you think I'll really become that kind of existence in the future?]

[Omniscient and Omnipotent: Little Shi Hao, you've asked so many times already. You already have an answer in your heart, don't you? Although your future was predetermined, who says things have to develop that way now that you have the chat group?]

Shi Hao had actually felt a little lost when he first learned of his future, seeing so many people in Stone Village die and everyone connected to him disappear.

When, in the end, he was left all alone, Shi Hao did not want a future like that. He stood beneath Willow God's tree, looking at the tranquil, peaceful Stone Village.

At that moment, he wanted from the bottom of his heart to protect that peace.

[Lin Yu: Little Brother Shi Hao's world is terrifying, but it's not as though there's no hope of changing things. As long as your cultivation is high enough, whoever comes can be dealt with in one punch.]

[Huang Rong: That's right. Don't be afraid, Little Dot. Your big sisters will be there with you from now on.]

[Zhang Sanfeng: Fellow Daoist Shi, if you encounter any difficulties in the future, you can tell this old Daoist as well. Since fate has brought us together, this old Daoist will not stand by and watch you die.]

Lin Yu also knew that although the others in the chat group knew they couldn't be of much help, they would still do what they could. That was what the chat group was for, perhaps.