Ancestor Murong

Just then, there was a creak.

The door opened.

The two saw Lu Qingshan and Murong Yu walk out slowly.

"This..."

Sensing that the atmosphere was not quite what he had imagined, Lu Guangyao was somewhat surprised.

The Murong Clan's envoy, meanwhile, gazed hopefully at his young lady.

Murong Yu turned to Lu Qingshan and said mildly, "Thank you for doing us this honor, Patriarch Lu. Cooperating with my Murong Clan certainly won't leave you at a loss."

Lu Qingshan nodded. "Then let's wait and see."

The Murong Clan's envoy was overjoyed to hear that.

It looked like they had succeeded.

After seeing the two members of the Murong Clan off, Lu Guangyao asked Lu Qingshan, "Patriarch, what sort of deal did you make?"

He did not ask about Lu Qingshan and Murong Yu, but about the matter between the two clans. He knew where to draw the line.

Besides, he had already gleaned a few things from their expressions.

"The patriarch of the Murong Clan wants to obtain a Nine Revolutions Yang Restoration Pill. The Murong Clan will provide all the pill-refining materials, and in return, they're willing to give our Lu Clan a chance to enter the Time Blessed Land."

Lu Qingshan spoke slowly, but his words were astonishing.

The Time Blessed Land!

Lu Guangyao's eyes widened in disbelief.

The Time Blessed Land, one of the ten great blessed lands, was actually in the Murong Clan's hands.

Then again, as a long-established superpower of Central Province, it was only to be expected that the Murong Clan controlled a secret realm of heaven and earth.

According to ancient records, the Time Blessed Land ranked among the foremost of all secret realms of heaven and earth.

That was because time flowed differently inside the Time Blessed Land than it did outside.

Thanks to this very feature, cultivators who entered the Time Blessed Land could make rapid progress in a short period of time.

More importantly, inside the Time Blessed Land, there was also a chance to master the mysteries of time.

"Patriarch, is the Murong Clan really willing to give us a chance to enter the Time Blessed Land?"

Lu Guangyao was visibly excited.

Lu Qingshan nodded. "That surprised me too. It seems the Murong Clan is in great need of a Nine Revolutions Yang Restoration Pill. Perhaps one of their clan's experts is gravely injured, so they're in urgent need of a healing pill."

Lu Qingshan was only making a guess based on the situation.

But his guess was quite accurate.

The Murong Clan's ancestor had suffered a serious injury a long time ago, and none of the many methods he had tried had healed him.

Now, Ancestor Danyang's emergence had given him hope.

To obtain a Nine Revolutions Yang Restoration Pill, he had not hesitated to reveal the Time Blessed Land.

"However, the Murong Clan also made a demand. They'll only give us thirty slots, and they must all go to young people."

Lu Qingshan added.

Lu Guangyao was speechless. He had been thinking he might get to enter the Time Blessed Land himself and broaden his horizons, but now it seemed he had been getting ahead of himself.

Forget it. He was already getting on in years, and he had no outstanding talent anyway.

He would leave this precious opportunity to the youngsters in the clan.

"In that case, Patriarch, why don't we take advantage of the clan's talent competition and make the chance to enter the Time Blessed Land the final reward? We can give it to the top thirty."

"Hehe, I was thinking the same thing."

Mount Pingyu, Central Province.

This was the headquarters of the Murong Clan, a superpower of Central Province.

After Murong Yu returned to the Murong Clan, she received a warm welcome from its experts.

"Little Yu, you did very well. You didn't disappoint your father."

Murong Haikuo, the Murong Clan's patriarch, looked at his daughter and praised her without reservation.

The experts at his side also chimed in. "Patriarch, you have a fine daughter."

Murong Yu remained expressionless in the face of their praise.

"Do you remember what you promised me?"

At those words, Murong Haikuo's smile stiffened, while the people beside him looked puzzled.

It seemed that the father and daughter had struck some secret deal.

As everyone speculated, Murong Haikuo sighed and said, "Since you succeeded, I naturally won't go back on my word."

"I'll personally call off your engagement to the young master of the Xuan Clan."

Her engagement to the young master of the Xuan Clan!

The Murong Clan's higher-ups were shocked.

They had long known that Murong Yu was deeply dissatisfied with the engagement, but who among them would care? As long as they could obtain benefits for the clan, they were willing to pay any price.

They would not give a second thought to Murong Yu's sacrifice alone.

They had not expected Murong Yu to go so far as to visit her old flame in the Lu Clan just to call off the engagement.

"Patriarch, if we do that, I'm afraid it will affect the relationship between our Murong Clan and the Xuan Clan, won't it?"

An elder's expression darkened slightly. Clearly, he did not approve.

The other elders also looked at Murong Haikuo, waiting for an explanation.

Murong Haikuo said, "Naturally, there will be some effect, but if we can befriend the Lu Clan and obtain a Nine Revolutions Yang Restoration Pill, it will all be worth it."

Although the two clans had only conducted a simple transaction for now, it had given them a chance to develop their relationship.

As long as the Murong Clan made no mistakes, it would be easy for the two clans to establish a lasting connection.

After all, his Murong Clan possessed the Time Blessed Land. He believed that once the Lu Clan experienced its wondrous effects, they would surely be unable to tear themselves away.

Another point was that Ancestor Danyang had been confirmed to be a figure of old from over eight hundred thousand years ago, yet he had appeared again. Clearly, the Lu Clan seemed to possess a very unique method, perhaps even one to extend life.

In Central Province today, countless powers were discussing the matter.

Some powers had even secretly joined forces, intending to seize that method by force.

If the Murong Clan befriended the Lu Clan, they might even have a chance to learn some secret.

Seeing that the patriarch was willing to affect relations with the Xuan Clan for the sake of a Nine Revolutions Yang Restoration Pill, the elders immediately guessed something and said no more.

Deep within the Murong Clan's grounds.

An elderly man in the twilight of his life sat cross-legged on the ground, motionless.

Just then, Murong Haikuo's figure slowly approached from afar.

"Ancestor."

Murong Haikuo came before the old man and bowed respectfully.

The old man opened his eyes, and the presence of a Sage King Realm expert spilled out. But Murong Haikuo sensed that this presence seemed strong on the outside and hollow within.

The ancestor's injuries had indeed yet to heal.

They had to get their hands on the Nine Revolutions Yang Restoration Pill as soon as possible.

"How did it go?"

the old man asked softly.

Murong Haikuo said earnestly, "Ancestor, the Lu Clan's patriarch has agreed, but it will take a little more time."

At those words, the old man's expression softened somewhat.

"With Senior Danyang's Nine Revolutions Yang Restoration Pill, my injuries will surely improve."

"Ancestor, although Senior Danyang is a ninth-grade alchemist, that title can't protect him forever." Murong Haikuo suddenly said.

As the patriarch of the Murong Clan, he naturally knew some of the things Central Province's top experts had discussed in secret.

Saint King experts generally lived for around thirty thousand years. Some of the longer-lived ones could even reach fifty thousand, which was already an exceptionally long life. Some Sage King Realm experts, unwilling to fall, used methods to extend their lives. These methods often had side effects, but even those who lived longest survived for at most a hundred thousand years.

But Ancestor Danyang was simply far too extraordinary.

He had lived for over eight hundred thousand years. That was beyond their understanding.

Many experts guessed that Ancestor Danyang had developed and refined a life-extending pill, allowing him to survive until now.

But others rejected that idea.

According to their investigations, the Lu Clan really had lain dormant for a long time.

If Ancestor Danyang had still been around, how could the Lu Clan have fallen so low?

And why had Ancestor Danyang suddenly emerged so conspicuously now?

There were far too many unanswered questions.

As things stood, only Ancestor Danyang or the Lu Clan themselves could probably explain.

But how could the Lu Clan possibly tell them?

Putting themselves in the Lu Clan's shoes, if the Murong Clan possessed such a special method, they certainly would not reveal it either. They would swallow the secret and keep it in their bellies.

The Murong Clan's ancestor looked at Murong Haikuo and was silent for a moment before suddenly asking, "What do you think of Ancestor Danyang?"

Murong Haikuo was slightly taken aback by the question, but still answered earnestly, "Ancestor Danyang's pill-refining ability is the greatest on the Cangxuan Continent today. Even looking across the whole of history, only a handful can stand alongside him."

"Back then, under Ancestor Danyang's leadership, the Lu Clan developed rapidly. No other power could stand shoulder to shoulder with it."

"Such a figure is naturally terrifying in the extreme."

The Murong Clan's ancestor nodded in agreement with Murong Haikuo's words, then asked, "Then how intelligent do you think such a person is?"

"Top-notch, naturally."

As soon as he said that, Murong Haikuo froze again.