There are no ancestors at all; I made them all up.

Chapter 69 I'll come again next time
When did I take in so many distinguished disciples?
As Chen Qing's gaze swept over the vague and far-fetched descriptions, he pondered to himself: "Is this a fabrication and far-fetched arrangement by later generations? Or has it been due to the passage of time and the resulting discrepancies?"

At this moment, the scholar stood with his hands behind his back before the giant rock, his voice filled with longing: "To be able to gather so many noble sons under his wing, this person must have wielded immense power in the early years of the Immortal Dynasty, even the Immortal Emperor would have to give way! Such a figure was almost forgotten by history..."

He chuckled and shook his head, saying to the strongman slave who stood like a wooden stake, "Why bother telling you all this? You're nothing but a living puppet; how could you understand the deeper meaning?"

"..."

You wouldn't understand!

Chen Qing muttered to himself, then ignored the absurd list. His thoughts, like a gentle breeze, swept across the surroundings, and he was surprised to find that countless ancient artifacts were piled up inside the layers of niches—

Broken jade slips, decaying bamboo slips, faded animal hide scrolls, cracked clay tablets, even ancient tortoise shells...

Each piece exudes an ancient aura!

Several of the ancient books, though their cover inscriptions are faded, are still faintly legible:

Fragments of "Records of the Tides of Guixu", scattered pages of "Notes on Asking the Way in Xuandu", and three supplementary chapters of "Records of the Netherworld Gods".

Their titles are all incredibly impressive!
If they are all genuine, their value is immeasurable!
Who exactly is this middle-aged scholar? How did he manage to collect so many fragments and incomplete texts?

After a few breaths, the scholar turned his gaze away from the giant rock, walked to a niche, picked up a dark yellow mud tablet covered with cracks, and whispered, "This is also a newly acquired item, and I need to examine it carefully."

Chen Qing focused his mind and began reading with the scholar.

The clay tablet was covered with ancient seal script, recording a method.

"The Return to Origin of Calamity?"

Chen Qing silently recited the name and carefully read the following text: "Drawing the earth's veins and calamities back to the Xuan Guan, breaking through and then rebuilding... What a domineering method of rebuilding!" After a few glances, he felt that although this method was incomplete and dangerous, its concept of putting oneself in a life-or-death situation was extremely inspiring.

"Too much violence, too crude, but ultimately it is a remnant of history." The scholar put down the clay tablet, looked around at the ancient artifacts in the room, and said proudly, "If my Remnant Scrolls Pavilion had not dug through the nine netherworlds, these dusty secrets and lost inheritances would have long been forgotten!" His gaze then swept over the giant rock, "Those secret histories that were deliberately buried, we will surely unearth them all!"

The Pavilion of Remnant Scrolls?
Chen Qing remembered the name firmly.

This organization appears to specialize in discovering, collecting, and researching lost history and heritage!
As he pondered, his thoughts swept across a shelf and he noticed an ancient scroll covered in animal hide. On the cover, four mottled ancient seal characters were clearly visible—

The Mysterious Female's Discourse.

A thought struck Chen Qing, and he was about to investigate further...

A sudden, intense feeling of weakness washed over me!

"Well!"

The strongman slave, who had been as still as a clay sculpture, suddenly clutched his head and groaned, his body swaying violently!
"It's consuming his mental and spiritual energy!"

Chen Qing immediately understood!

The arrival of this thought, though seemingly invisible, is actually dependent on the call of the strongman slave, and during its existence, it continuously draws upon its spirit to sustain itself!
At this moment, the medium's mind is almost exhausted; if it continues, it will surely be discovered!

"Very well! This place is full of treasures; we'll explore it again another day!"

Chen Qing made a quick decision, rapidly gathering his thoughts and withdrawing them.

Just as Chen Qing withdrew, the giant hand that had been clutching his head lowered again. In the depths of his empty, numb eyes, a faint ripple flashed before returning to deathly silence.

Inside the quiet room, Chen Qing slowly opened his eyes.

"This Fragmented Scrolls Pavilion is quite remarkable, excavating history and uncovering secrets! That scholar must be a disciple of the pavilion, possessing such a vast collection, including many rare treasures!"

However, to descend to the past, he needed to use the strongman slave as a medium. The slave had expended a lot of his mental energy this time and needed to recuperate for a while, so Chen Qing was not in a hurry.

Seven days passed in this way.

After seven days of nurturing, the starlight and the energy of harmony gradually merged and deepened. The illusory image of the destiny talisman rotated on the mountain and sea, and the starlight shone and faded. A sense of perfect perfection filled the dantian and the sea of ​​qi!
Chen Qing suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze shining brightly!
"It's almost time..."

He stood up, pushed open the door, and went out.

Outside the door were still the two ascetic practitioners and the little monkey. After giving some pointers, Chen Qing ascended to the mountain peak and circulated his Qi, aligning with the laws of heaven and earth, breathing in the rising sun. Within a hundred feet, the grass, trees, insects, and rocks pulsed with life, all reflected in his heart's lake.

Just in time!

"call out--"

A sound of breaking air was heard!
A flying boat arrived in an instant and hovered atop the mountain!
Before the flying boat had even come to a complete stop, Bai Shaoyou had already leaped down and strode to Chen Qing, saying, "Sect Leader! I'm back!"

He flipped his wrist, revealing an object in his palm: "I have searched everywhere for a method to conceal one's aura but have not found one. Fortunately, I obtained this 'Star-Concealing Pendant,' which has been kept in a high place for a long time. It was made by the clan's enshrined master. According to him, as long as one carries this item, even a great cultivator of the fourth realm will find it difficult to detect one's aura without deliberately probing!"

The jade pendant was no bigger than a thumb, and it was completely black. At first glance, it seemed ordinary, but upon closer inspection, it revealed a strange fluctuation.

Chen Qing took it, and it felt slightly cool to the touch. A gentle, aura-gathering power enveloped his entire body, and all the auras and energy emanating from him were quietly smoothed and concealed. Although they were not completely concealed, they were no longer so conspicuous.

"Very good." Chen Qing praised, "This can be used temporarily." He took out a jade slip that he had prepared in advance and handed it to Bai Shaoyou: "This is a reward. There is a secret of the Immortal Dynasty inside."

Bai Shaoyou hesitated for a moment, but still took it.

Seeing his sincerity, Chen Qing said, "One thing is one thing. I'll write this down for you, and you can take it anytime."

Bai Shaoyou breathed a sigh of relief, then said, "Sect Leader, the area around Xuyuan Mountain is a mixed bag! Even the Crimson Dragon Warship of the Southern Yan Dynasty's Zhenhai Division has arrived and locked down the sea area! Xuanji Chess Academy, Hundred Birds Valley, and many other rogue cultivators who have caught wind of this have all set up camp outside the gorge!"

"The people from the Southern Yan Dynasty have also arrived?" Chen Qing's expression changed slightly. The Eastern Ling Continent was vast, but most of it was ruled by the Northern and Southern Dynasties. The one in the north was the Northern Li Dynasty, and the one in the south was the Southern Yan Dynasty.

Neither of these two entities are secular courts, but rather behemoths with profound foundations!
Bai Shaoyou nodded and said, "Rumor has it that there is some unusual activity deep in the South China Sea, as if a great treasure is about to emerge! This has caused tensions among various forces! Right now, with the token of my Five Qi Pavilion, we can still avoid the external conflicts and observe Mount Xuyuan from afar! If we delay any longer, a drastic change may occur!"

Chen Qing's mind raced.

Surrounded by onlookers at the foot of the mountain, and with a shallow foundation, the sect, though possessing trump cards, should not reveal them, and even these trump cards might not be enough to deal with a cultivator in the late stage of the third realm.

Mount Xuyuan is involved in the plans laid out in my own dream, so this trip is imperative!
"Alright!" he decided immediately. "Thank you for your trouble!" Then he transmitted his voice to Fang Da'ao, instructing him to guard the mountain gate and seize the key to the great formation.

Bai Shaoyou immediately led Chen Qing onto the boat.

"Rise!" With a low shout, the flying boat hummed and transformed into a streak of light, shooting straight towards the southern horizon!

About an hour after Chen Qing left, several streaks of light broke through the sky and arrived.

The two leading figures were Mo Huaiyong and Xing Yanzi.

Mo Huaiyong smiled and walked with ease.

Mo Huaiyong wore a calm smile, but Xing Yanzi frowned and spoke with anxiety: "The situation at Xuyuan Mountain is turbulent! The Southern Yan Dynasty has locked the sea with a Crimson Dragon, and all kinds of birds and beasts are eyeing it covetously. Rogue cultivators are lurking around like wolves! At such a critical juncture, to delay for the sake of a minor sect leader is surely to lose sight of the bigger picture."

"Senior Brother, you are mistaken." Mo Huaiyong's smile remained unchanged. "Xuyuan is vying for external opportunities, but the Dao Body True Seed is related to the ten-thousand-year path of our Chess Academy! The Five Elements of the Eastern Spirit are about to rotate, and those talents who are born with great fortune and outstanding aptitude will be the pillars of the future! Which is more important?"

"Dao Body? Luck?" Xing Yanzi sneered, "The foundation of this sect has long been investigated! Just because it has the ancient name 'Hidden Star', you treat it as a treasure? Ridiculous! Who knows if it wasn't Lin Zhengxiao, who established the sect, who just happened to see the ancient name and used it!"

Mo Huaiyong's smile was faint, but his tone was even more serious: "It is true that his foundation is shallow, but even without any inheritance, Chen Qing himself is the source of his value!"

The two continued arguing.

A mountain breeze suddenly arose, and the clouds and mist below parted on their own!

Several figures floated up.

The man in the lead, dressed in a scholar's robe, appeared to be in his thirties, but his eyes held the weight of years and the vicissitudes of life. The monk Huichi and Xuanzhaozi stood on either side of him, attending to him.

"The Jade-Clad Taoist?!"

Upon seeing the newcomers, Mo Huaiyong and Xing Yanzi's pupils constricted, and they immediately bowed respectfully: "Xing Yanzi and Mo Huaiyong of Xuanji Chess Academy greet seniors!"

The Jade-Horned Daoist glanced at the two of them and smiled calmly: "Oh? You are young friends from the Xuanji Chess Academy. You have also come for Sect Leader Chen? If so, please leave."

　I hope you will all support me!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)