God Destroying Pearl

"Yes, Master."

Song Yun looked at his master Sikong Luo, complex emotions flashing in his eyes, and he seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Seeing this, Sikong Luo smiled gently and said, "Yun'er, you seem to have something to say, why not just say it."

Song Yun took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to ask, "Master, I have always been curious about the cultivation level of the sect's ancestor. What realm has the ancestor reached so far?"

Upon hearing this, Sikong Luo showed a trace of respect on his face, and slowly said: "The old ancestor is a powerful person in the early stage of transformation. At this level, he can already master the laws of heaven and earth, and can change the world and move mountains and seas. His strength is unfathomable. He is the patron saint of our sect and the spiritual pillar of all of us."

Hearing this, Song Yun couldn't help but admire the old ancestor's cultivation even more, and at the same time, a sense of urgency surged in his heart. He continued to ask: "Master, are the old ancestors and foundations of other sects similar to our sect?"

Sikong Luo nodded and explained, "Yes, Yun'er. In the world of cultivation, the reason why the major sects can stand firm and check and balance each other is because they each have powerful ancestors and profound heritage. Most of these ancestors have reached the Spiritualization Stage or higher. They control powerful magic power and resources, and are the strongest guarantee for the sect. The peaceful coexistence between the sects is also largely based on the mutual restraint and balance of this heritage."

At this point, Sikong Luo changed the subject and his tone became serious: "However, this does not mean that we can sit back and relax. In the world of cultivation, the strong are respected and the weak are preyed upon by the strong. Once the strength of a sect shows a significant decline, or there is an incident that is enough to break the balance, then war and conflict will be unavoidable. Therefore, we must always remain vigilant and continuously improve our strength to cope with possible challenges."

Song Yun looked at his master Sikong Luo, with a look of apology and determination on his face. He said softly, "Master, I actually still have two longevity flowers. Last time, due to various considerations, I did not give all of them to the sect. Please forgive my selfishness and hesitation."

After saying that, Song Yun scratched his head embarrassedly, with anxiety flickering in his eyes.

When Sikong Luo heard this, he was stunned at first, and then a light of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

He stood up suddenly, his voice filled with anxiety and excitement: "What? You still have two longevity flowers? This... is this true, Yun'er? This is not a trivial matter, it must not be taken lightly!"

Upon seeing this, Song Yun hurriedly took out two exquisite jade boxes from his storage bag and gently opened them. Inside each box lay a longevity flower emitting a faint spiritual glow. The petals were crystal clear, as if containing endless vitality.

Seeing this scene, Sikong Luo was finally certain. He couldn't help but burst into laughter, and his laughter was full of joy.

"Ha, ha, ha, Yun'er, you really made a great contribution to the sect this time!"

Sikong Luo patted Song Yun's shoulder and smiled from ear to ear.

He was well aware of the preciousness and rarity of the longevity flowers, and he understood even more the significance of these two longevity flowers to the sect's ancestors and the sect's future.

"Time is running out. I will take the longevity flowers and go make the longevity pill."

Sikong Luo put away his smile and his expression became serious.

He knew that every minute and every second was crucial and he had to act without delay.

Seeing that his master Sikong Luo was about to leave, Song Yun hurriedly called Sikong Luo to stop him, his tone carrying some seriousness and worry: "Wait a minute, Master. You have to consider the safety of refining the medicine carefully. If there is any mishap with this precious medicine again, I will really be left with nothing!"

Hearing this, Sikong Luo turned around with a warm smile on his face. He patted Song Yun on the shoulder and comforted him, "Yun'er, don't worry. This time, I will personally go to find your leader, Wang Xiaozi, and we will monitor the refining of the elixir throughout the process to ensure that there are no mistakes. After all, this longevity flower is not only related to the life span of the ancestor, but also the key to the safety of the sect."

Song Yun felt relieved when he heard this, but then he thought of another strategy.

With a cunning light flashing in his eyes, he said to Sikong Luo: "Master, I have another idea. If the ancestor successfully breaks through after taking the longevity pill, and our enemies know nothing about it, then can we do something about it and give those invading enemies a pleasant surprise?"

Sikong Luo's eyes lit up when he heard this. He looked at Song Yun approvingly and said with a smile, "Boy, you're pretty quick-witted. That's right, this time the alchemy needs to be kept strictly confidential. The enemy may have known that the ancestor's life span is coming to an end, and they have managed to take away the Longevity Flower before, but they would never have thought that we have a backup. In this way, we can take advantage of this information gap and catch the enemy off guard."

"However," Sikong Luo changed the subject, his expression becoming serious, "In order to ensure the smooth implementation of the plan, we must minimize the number of people who know about it. The fewer people who know about it, the more we can take the initiative. Well, without further ado, I will go to discuss this matter with Wang Xiaozi, and you should go back and rest first and wait for our good news."

After saying that, Sikong Luo turned around and left in a hurry.