Transform into ancestral tablets and create a supreme immortal clan.

"Shen Jiuyang, step forward."

Shen Jiuyang had no more hesitation or questions at this moment.

The loosening of the bottleneck, the wondrous nature of the precious pearl, and the fleeting yet magnificent aura of the technique were all far beyond her comprehension.

This is neither an illusion nor an ordinary opportunity!

She took a deep breath, suppressing the surging blood and excitement in her chest, and walked step by step toward the incense table.

The pace remained slow, yet as steady as a rock.

With each step, it felt as if a portion of a century-old burden had been lifted.

She stopped three feet in front of the incense table, straightened her worn-out Taoist robe, and brushed away non-existent dust from her sleeves.

Then, under the shocked gazes of all the clan members, this Foundation Establishment Ancestor, who had protected the Shen family for a hundred years and whose prestige was greater than Mount Tai, slowly and solemnly knelt down on both knees.

This time, there was no invisible force supporting it.

Her forehead gently touched the cold, hard floor of the ancestral hall.

Without a word, the meaning was clear from the kowtow.

It is recognition, submission, entrustment; it is entrusting the future of the Shen family and her own path entirely to the decision of this mysterious and unpredictable "ancestor".

It is the greatest magnanimity and ultimate wisdom shown by a true ruler after weighing everything.

"good!"

From the memorial tablet, only a single, bland syllable could be heard.

Immediately, the illusory image of the Derivation Spirit Pearl trembled slightly, separating a wisp of pale golden light as thin as a hair, yet extremely refined and pure. Like a cascading silver river, it plunged straight into the Baihui acupoint on the top of Shen Jiuyang's head, where his white hair was lowered!

Supernatural power—blessing!

"Well--!"

Shen Jiuyang's body trembled violently, and she let out a suppressed groan.

She did not feel any pain. On the contrary, an indescribable warm current poured in from the top of her head, instantly sweeping through her limbs, internal organs, meridians, and acupoints!

Within the torrent, there is not spiritual power, but rather endless and profound intentions, runes, cultivation paths, methods for transporting qi and blood, and secrets for circulating spiritual power...

This is the complete essence of "The Supreme Technique of the Eight Desolations and Six Directions: Mysterious"!

Like an engraving, like a brand, it was imprinted directly into the depths of her soul in a way she could not comprehend at all.

It is perfectly integrated with her nearly three hundred years of cultivation of knowledge, yet it is also lofty and superior, guiding her to a completely new and broader path.

When this gentle yet domineering force flowed through her aged and damaged meridians, she felt a tingling, itchy, and slightly painful sensation. It was a sign that the vitality that had been dormant for many years was being reawakened and the subtle damage was being slowly nourished!

Her depleted Qi Sea trembled slightly, and on its own, following the route of that profound technique, it began to extremely slowly circulate the little spiritual power it had left.

With each slight movement, the spiritual energy seemed to become more refined and pure, though the difference was imperceptible, its direction was unmistakable!

What captivated her even more was that, as the cultivation method and her intention merged, her understanding of the "method," her comprehension of her own cultivation, and her uncertainty about the future all became clearer than ever before, as if the clouds had parted and the sun was shining.

A century of hardship has been resolved in a single day!

Although the foundation was not immediately repaired and the realm was not broken, the broken path ahead, which was blocked by mist, had already been illuminated by light, pointing out the direction!

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

The golden light slowly receded, and the illusory image of the Spirit Orb quietly dissipated, disappearing into the memorial tablet as if it had never existed.

The grand and ancient atmosphere inside the ancestral hall gradually subsided.

Shen Jiuyang remained kneeling on the ground, her body trembling slightly, but no longer due to weakness, but rather due to the overwhelming sense of enlightenment and the surge of new life within her.

A faint, long-lost blush miraculously appeared on her paper-white face.

It took her a full cup of tea's time before she slowly raised her head.

Those eyes, though still aged, no longer held the turbidity and gloom of before. Instead, they possessed a clarity, a sharpness, and a flame called "hope" burning quietly within them.

Deep within his eyes, a faint golden, mysterious rune flashed by, a sign that the "Eight Desolations and Six Directions, I Alone Am Supreme Technique - Profound" had been partially completed!

At the same time, she felt her vital energy surging within her body, a vibrant life force emanating from her acupoints and permeating her entire being.

For a fleeting moment, she had the illusion that she had returned to her teenage years.

Under Shen Xiao's blessing power, she was spared several years of arduous cultivation.

At this moment, Shen Jiuyang was filled with astonishment!

Longevity and rejuvenation!

This cultivation technique is truly mysterious and wondrous; there are probably few such profound techniques in the entire cultivation world of the Chu Kingdom.

There are 3,600 schools of Taoist methods, and each person possesses a unique and wondrous root!

Shen Jiuyang bowed again and kowtowed deeply.

This time, her voice was no longer hoarse and desperate, but carried a calm and revitalized strength.

"Shen Jiuyang thanks our ancestors for bestowing upon us this new life! We have instantly grasped the basics of this technique and reached the minor stage of mastery!"

The sound wasn't loud, but it was like a thunderclap, exploding in the ears of every member of the Shen family!

Instant entry?

Achieve minor success directly?

What incredible supernatural power this is!

Unheard of, unseen!

All eyes that looked at Shen Xiao's memorial tablet were filled with unparalleled fervor and awe.

The abilities of our ancestors were indeed unfathomable!

Shen Shichu trembled with excitement. His ancestor's cultivation technique had advanced, and his injuries were hopeful. He wondered if his lifespan could be extended.

The Shen family... the Shen family is truly saved!

On the incense table, Shen Xiao's memorial tablet glowed with spiritual light, as if it already knew everything before it.

That distant voice rang out for the last time, carrying a hint of barely perceptible weariness, but more so an undeniable conviction:

"Shen Jiuyang."

"This junior is here!"

"From this day forward, you shall go into seclusion to meditate and comprehend the technique, and you shall not emerge until you have achieved great success in your cultivation."

Once the cultivation technique is mastered, Shen Jiuyang will be able to add another three hundred years to his lifespan. This is a built-in enhancement feature of the cultivation technique in "Eight Desolations and Six Directions, I Alone Am Supreme • Xuan".

In this way, Shen Jiuyang would naturally not be afraid of the limitation of a three-hundred-year lifespan for Foundation Establishment.

Regarding Shen Changqing's matter, Shen Xiao's voice paused slightly, "I have my own plans. Do not disturb me unless summoned."

"This junior will obey the ancestral decree!" Shen Jiuyang solemnly accepted the order without any further objection.

She stood up, took one last deep look at the seemingly ordinary memorial tablet, turned around, and faced her clansmen who were still immersed in shock and ecstasy.

Its withered body stood upright, and although it was still old, it seemed to have an unyielding backbone.

"Did you all hear that?" Her voice regained the majesty of a clan patriarch. "The ancestral decree is the highest law of our Shen family! Everyone must perform their duties diligently and cultivate without fail!"

"I will obey the decree of my ancestors!"

The crowd responded with a thunderous roar, their voices shaking the rooftops. An unprecedented sense of unity and confidence rose in everyone's hearts.

Shen Jiuyang nodded slightly, said no more, and transformed into a dim but determined cyan light, returning directly to the secret mansion in the back mountain.

This retreat will be completely different.

The ancestral hall gradually quieted down.

Shen Shichu led everyone to pay their respects to Shen Xiao's memorial tablet before carefully leaving and gently closing the heavy ancestral hall door behind them.

The incense was relit, and wisps of smoke rose from it.

Within the memorial tablets, Shen Xiao's spiritual sense slowly swept across the now silent ancestral hall, and across the renewed vitality of the Shen family.

Finally, like invisible tentacles, it quietly extended into the depths of the family, to a corner that was under strict guard and unusually quiet.

That was where Shen Changqing was imprisoned.

The moment Shen Xiao's spiritual sense touched him, he "saw" that Shen Changqing, who was unconscious, had his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and the strange dark red mark between his brows seemed to have become even more profound than before.

Offering value: 32 points.

Life value: 36 points.

The power that previously supported Shen Jiuyang was obtained by Shen Xiao by spending 20 offering points from the system.

Then, he activated the Spirit Orb of Evolution, which cost him 50 points of offering.

Overnight, he became a pauper again.

Fortunately, he did not come away empty-handed.

His destiny points increased by 6 points. After receiving the blessing and the teachings, he also received a reward from the cultivation technique, gaining the insight of the perfect realm of the "Eight Desolations and Six Directions, I Alone Am Supreme Technique - Profound Rank".

He simply doesn't have a physical body or soul right now, so he can't directly convert them into cultivation power.

"The nail..." Shen Xiao's thoughts flowed silently, "It's time to pull it out."

"But before pulling out the nails, perhaps... we can still make use of them."

Outside the ancestral hall, the sunlight was just right.

The Shen family's post-disaster well-being seems to have only just begun.

But perhaps, the real undercurrents are quietly surging beneath this calm surface.