Rebirth of a Reincarnated Immortal Cultivator

The backyard of Feng Mansion is a garden built with artificial hills and courtyards, filled with all kinds of rare and precious flowers and plants. Although it was pitch black and could not be seen clearly, the strong fragrance of flowers mixed with the dampness made Han Li take a big breath.

Among these fragrances, there was a hint of herbal scent, indicating that the Maple Manor had inherited the Seven-Colored Immortal's skill in cultivating herbs.

These herbs are very old, around seventy or eighty years old. If they were sold elsewhere, they would be priceless treasures.

"what?"

Han Li, who had been hiding underground using the Earth Escape Technique, suddenly appeared, standing out conspicuously in the candlelight surrounding him.

Upon seeing this, Han Li quickly burrowed into the nearby bushes and remained motionless.

Not long after, a man and a woman walked over. These two were none other than Feng Jinzhi and Feng Xian, whom they had met during the day.

"Hey sis, are you sure you're not seeing things? There's no one in the back garden at this hour."

"It's true. I just accidentally saw someone crawl out of the ground. Do you think it could be one of those cultivators who came to participate in the Ascension Ceremony?"

The woman in red, with a confident expression, drew her long sword and slashed around in the bushes.

"Alright, alright, even if it really is those immortals who have infiltrated, it's not something you or I can interfere with."

"Moreover, the core area of ​​the family is protected by the divine power left by the ancestor, so even those cultivators cannot easily reach this place."

Feng Xian took it all in stride and didn't dwell on the issue any further.

After all, this wasn't the first time they'd encountered such a situation. Every five years during the Ascension Ceremony, there were always some people of unknown origin loitering near the clan. It was only because of the ancestor's divine powers that they were able to remain peaceful.

"However, the money, food and supplies delivered by the sentries this time are almost a third less than usual."

"Moreover, the top experts that the family has stationed outside always disappear without a trace. Alas, if it weren't for that, why would the family head have made us rush to bring Sister Yuye back?"

Feng Xian sighed and spoke slowly.

"Do you think it might be the work of other gangs in the city?" Feng Jinzhi asked, her beautiful eyes sparkling as she sheathed her sword.

“It’s unlikely. After all, I’ve specifically investigated the scene, and there’s no sign of fighting or killing. Even the cause of death of those elders and disciples is still unknown… So I guess… something might have gone wrong on the ancestor’s side.”

"After all, only cultivators could kill these people so stealthily..."

"Be careful what you say. Never mention this to outsiders, lest walls have ears. Besides, our ancestor is incredibly powerful, how could anything happen to him?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Jinzhi quickly covered Feng Xian's mouth to stop him from continuing.

In fact, not only Feng Xian, but everyone in the Feng family could sense the abnormality.

After all, the ancestor had not appeared for a full fifty years.

In the past, even if the ancestor did not appear in person, he would use some kind of supernatural means to manifest miracles and secretly help the family overcome difficulties.

Despite the magnitude of this event, the Ancestor has remained silent. Instead, the seven-colored stone carving he left behind is emitting an increasingly faint glow.

All signs indicate that something unexpected may have really happened to the ancestor.

But how could they dare to gossip about such things behind someone's back?

"Young Master, Miss, the head of the family has important matters to discuss with you."

Just as the two were arguing, a maidservant hurried over and interrupted their conversation.

"We'll be there right away."

Hearing this, the two nodded, left the back garden, and headed towards the ancestral hall.

Not long after the group left, a blurry figure slowly materialized from the bushes, looking thoughtfully at their departing backs.

"The restrictions set up by the Taiqing Dongxuan True Light explain why the Earth Escape Technique suddenly lost its effectiveness."

"It seems that there is also some bloodline power mixed in. Thinking about it, it makes sense. If it is really a supernatural restriction set up by a Core Formation stage cultivator, let alone mortals, even Foundation Establishment stage cultivators cannot enter. No wonder Feng Mansion has always been safe and sound."

A glint flashed in Han Li's eyes as he sensed the faint, seven-colored restriction before him, then shook his head.

The power of this restriction is rapidly decreasing at a visible rate, which is likely related to the complete demise of the Seven-Colored True Man. Within three days, the array restriction here will be completely eliminated, at which time Feng Mansion will face an unprecedented crisis.

Thinking of this, Han Li shook his head, and a layer of colorful light as thin as a cicada's wing emerged from his body. With the blessing of this light, he walked in without any hindrance.

It seems that my master had foreseen this situation long ago, and it seems that I cannot escape this cause and effect.

Han Li dared not delay any longer, so he followed the path in front of him and crept towards the brightly lit center of the mansion.

Along the way, Han Li discovered more than a dozen well-hidden sentries, which would have been difficult to detect if it weren't for his amazing senses.

It seems that the Feng family must have sensed something, which is why they secretly increased their vigilance.

However, these sentries were nothing to Han Li, who was at the late stage of Qi Refining. He passed through them with ease without any problems.

At that moment, Han Li noticed that the important figures in the mansion were all heading towards an ancestral hall. Overjoyed, he used his earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a type of magic or technique) to sneak into the hall. With a light touch of his toes, he landed in a dark corner above the roof beam and patiently waited, concealing his presence.

Before long, all the important figures in the entire Feng family gathered here.

Seated at the head of the table was an old woman who looked withered and haggard, her cloudy eyes carrying an imposing and dignified air.

Upon seeing this, the people from the Feng family bowed respectfully and addressed the family head as "Patriarch," before taking their seats in silence.

Once the last person had arrived, the gates of the ancestral hall were closed.

The old man, whose eyes had been closed, suddenly opened them.

"Now that everyone is here, the family meeting tonight can be considered to have officially begun."

"I'm sure you're all curious about what happened. I can tell you one thing for sure: our ancestor is indeed no longer alive. Our Feng family is facing an unprecedented crisis."

The old woman revealed a shocking truth that no one could refute.

What puzzled them was how such a thing could be said in public. Wasn't the head of the family afraid that it would shake people's morale?

"Is the patriarch telling the truth?"

"This information came from Wanbaolou, which my Feng family obtained at a great expense. How could it be false?"

Wanbaolou, ostensibly a merchant in Ningzhou, actually encompasses a wide range of businesses and has intricate connections with cultivators.

"Since the news is true, why doesn't the patriarch try his best to conceal it, but instead reveals everything? Isn't he afraid that the news will leak and bring disaster upon the Feng family?"

An elder slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly, his tone tinged with anger. After all, this matter concerned the life and death of the entire Feng family and was closely related to everyone present, so how could he not take it seriously?

Moreover, there are quite a few people watching the Feng family, both openly and secretly. If these people find out, the entire Feng family may face annihilation.

"The patriarch has his reasons for saying this. Elders, please do not be angry and listen to what the patriarch has to say, okay?"

Feng Yuye's voice flowed like a clear spring throughout the ancestral hall.

“Yu Ye is right. You old guys are usually so high and mighty, acting like you’re fearless, but when it comes to real problems, you don’t even think things through as well as the younger generation.”

"The main reason I called you here today is to discuss matters related to shrinking towns and markets. These are turbulent times, so unnecessary towns and markets can be abandoned directly. We can just maintain normal trade between the main towns. Now is not the time to confront other gangs head-on, and I'm sure you all understand that."

"Without the courage to make tough decisions, how could the family line continue?"

"Sixth Brother, Seventh Brother, most of the transactions in your subordinate towns and villages are in remote rural areas, so let's start with yours!"

As she spoke, the old woman's gaze fell on the two middle-aged men dressed in brocade robes in the middle below.

Seeing this, the two wanted to say something, but the old woman's gaze made them swallow their words and they could only nod silently.

“Apart from towns and markets, no member of the Feng family’s direct line is allowed to leave the house.”

“During this period, quite a few members of the Feng family have gone missing or died outside. It’s more than three times the number in previous years combined. It’s obvious that someone is secretly targeting the Feng family.”

"As long as you stay obediently in the Feng family, there will be no major problems."

"Besides that, try to maintain good relations with the Wang family and the Zhao family. As for the Ni family, there's no need to mention them; they are a family of cultivators, and we can't get along with them, but we must never offend them."

The old woman paused, then spoke in a warning.