Clan Cultivation: The Ye Clan

Chapter 284 Exploring the Map 28

Meanwhile, Ye Zhenzhen and He Ruonan had arrived at a stone chamber.

The walls of the stone chamber are covered with many murals, which seem to record something.

Just as Ye Zhenzhen was about to go closer to take a good look, the green-leafed man pulled her to the coffin in the middle.

Ye Zhenzhen carefully examined the coffin. Its shape was simple and ancient, but the patterns on it were exquisitely carved, showing that a lot of thought had been put into it.

Ye Zhenzhen turned to look at her father. Who was inside?

Heronan shook his head, not knowing.

Just as Ye Zhenzhen was about to ask the green-leaf man directly, she saw him unleash a burst of spiritual energy towards the coffin.

Then, the lid was opened.

He walked straight in without saying a word.

What's happening here?

Ye Zhenzhen took a step towards her father and whispered in his ear, "Dad, what's going on?"

Heronan then shook his head, "I don't know either!"

"Now what?"

"Let's wait and see."

No sooner had they finished speaking than a voice urged them, "Quickly drip your blood into the coffin."

Ye Zhenzhen and He Ruonan exchanged a glance, and Ye Zhenzhen asked uncertainly, "This coffin is so big, how much blood would it need!"

Upon hearing Ye Zhenzhen's voice, the green-leaf man inside the coffin really wanted to go out and beat her up. Who was she doing all this for?!

"hurry up."

"Okay, okay, I got it." Ye Zhenzhen muttered dissatisfaction, but her hands still quickly got to work.

He quickly made a cut on his palm, and watched as blood gushed out.

He made a hand seal, watching the blood drip smoothly into the coffin, his eyes fixed on it, wanting to see what changes would occur inside!

Seeing her daughter's movements, Heronan also started to move. As soon as the blood dripped into the coffin, it bounced off.

What's going on?

"Hey, hey, hey, what do we do if the blood inside bounces off?" Ye Zhenzhen asked.

"Well, it seems he's not the one destined for us! We won't use his blood, you can continue."

Ye Zhenzhen continued, watching the blood flowing continuously from her palm. How much blood was she losing!

Seemingly knowing that Ye Zhen was truly distressed, the green-leaf man said bluntly, "It'll be over soon, look at how stingy you are!"

"That's blood. If it's any bigger, I think it'll be gone..." Ye Zhenzhen muttered in dissatisfaction.

"Enough with the nonsense, just keep going."

"Okay, okay, hang in there. You've already bled so much, please don't let it happen again!"

He Ruonan smiled as she listened to the two bickering. Although she was heartbroken that her daughter was bleeding, seeing her daughter's fighting spirit, she figured she should be alright.

Heruonan stopped listening to the two chattering and carefully observed the stone chamber. This seemed to be the ancestral tomb of the Helian family, but why did he have no memory of it?

Looking at the exquisite murals on the wall, each vivid stroke clearly displays the glorious history of the Helian family ancestors.

But why are there no memorial tablets here?

With this question in mind, He Ruonan returned to Ye Zhenzhen's side, noticing that her daughter's face was a little pale.

He said to the green-leafed man, "Lord Divine Tree, how much more blood do you need? Use mine, let my daughter rest."

"Yours won't work. Didn't we just try? It's okay for a cultivator to lack blood. She'll recover after a couple of days of rest. If it really doesn't work, you can give her some pills to replenish it."

"Uh," Heronan really didn't know how to refute that.

He took out a bottle of pills from his storage ring, opened it, poured out a blood-replenishing pill, and handed it to Ye Zhenzhen.

Ye Zhenzhen was in really bad shape at this moment. She had been bleeding for a quarter of an hour and felt her life force rapidly draining away.

I was careless. Why did I agree so easily? I should have asked before the bloodletting.

Just as Ye Zhenzhen was secretly annoyed, she completely forgot about taking the pills to replenish her blood.

Seeing the pills handed to her, Ye Zhenzhen snapped out of her thoughts, looked at her worried father, and forced a smile onto her pale face.

He took the pill, swallowed it directly, and circulated his spiritual energy to quickly digest its medicinal effects.

After 10 breaths, I felt a little better.

Hero Nan was slightly relieved when he saw that his daughter's complexion had become a little rosier.

But seeing the blood flowing out continuously, she felt very distressed and asked again, "Lord Divine Tree, how much longer? Should we stop first and let my daughter rest, and then continue later?"

"Alright, alright, stop nagging." With that, the blood absorption ended.

Ye Zhenzhen quickly brushed her hand across her palm, and the wound on it disappeared instantly.

Losing so much blood is really taking a toll.

As Ye Zhenzhen was thinking this, she didn't notice the coffin in front of her.

Heronan noticed that the patterns on the coffin had suddenly lit up.

He Ruonan pulled his daughter up and quickly took several steps back, looking at the coffin with a wary expression.

It's alright, they're all our ancestors, they wouldn't harm our descendants.

Yes, that must be it.

Looking at her father blocking her way, Ye Zhenzhen cautiously peeked out and looked at the coffin.

what happened?

A tree grew out of there, and in just a few breaths, its trunk grew to be as thick as several people could hug.

Ye Zhenzhen mentally scoffed, "Is it really worth it to suck so much of my blood?"

Is this really a sacred tree?

There might be something wrong with that.

Just then, I saw a tree branch rushing towards me.

Ye Zhenzhen paused for a moment. Should she dodge or just cut him down?

I glanced at my father and thought, "Never mind, I'll take another look."

When Heronan saw the big tree, his eyes widened instantly. Wasn't this the family's guardian tree?

How could this be?

Then, a leaf drifted down in front of Heronan.

Heronan recalled the blessing ceremony he had seen when he was a child, and it was just like this.

They reverently raised their hands and caught the leaf.

The moment he touched the leaf, an ancient tradition entered Heronan's mind.

He Ruonan instantly covered his head as a flood of memories overwhelmed him, causing him to completely ignore Ye Zhenzhen beside him.

Ye Zhenzhen was being pulled towards the guardian tree by the branches. The speed was so fast that Ye Zhenzhen could only close her eyes and stretch out her hands to shield herself when she saw that she was about to crash straight into the tree.

That won't do if your face gets deformed from the impact!

One breath... ten breaths...

"Huh," Ye Zhenzhen slowly opened her eyes and quickly backed away, trying to distance herself from the Thumbelina in front of her.

"Who are you? Who are you?"

The little fairy in front of them seemed to be frightened by Ye Zhenzhen and quickly flew away to a distance.

After all the little fairies flew away, Ye Zhenzhen patted her bottom and stood up. Where is this place?