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"However, I suggest you stay in the Holy Land."

"There are many factions within the family, and they are extremely xenophobic. Besides, your lineage hasn't been back for thousands of years."

"Your sudden appearance as a member of the clan with extraordinary talent might create a sense of crisis among some members of the Feng family!"

"And you need to understand, there's a difference between going back yourself and begging them to let you go back!"

Bei Shenfeng kindly tried to dissuade him. He had said all he could; it was up to the boy to choose. Of course, he very much hoped that the boy would stay.

This is both their hope for the future of their holy land and a bridge to bring the Human Emperor's family closer together.

"The boy is willing to stay in the Holy Land."

Feng Zhi didn't really have much of a connection with the Feng family. His comprehension came from the panel, not from any hidden resources or foundations that they suspected.

As for whether he will come looking for him then, that's a matter for the future.

If he truly inherited the bloodline or the benefits of the Human Emperor's Body they mentioned, he would actually be very willing.

More importantly, he feared that if he went back now, he wouldn't survive the next day...

His idea was simple—he wanted it all!

With two powerful factions backing him up, his safety will be greatly guaranteed!

Only a fool would leave resources unused.

He's not the kind of person who harbors hatred towards the Feng family just because his ancestors were driven out of the family.

To be honest, his ancestors were actually in the wrong... he himself broke the clan rules first.

He could understand the importance of maintaining the purity of bloodlines among powerful forces.

"Alright, I wasn't wrong about this kid! I'll take you to find the ancestor right now. With your talent, I can't hold you back any longer!"

Bei Shenfeng felt a pang of regret. Who wouldn't want a disciple with such extraordinary talent? But he wasn't worthy of it!

"Ancestor?" Feng Zhi's heart stirred.

Those who can be called the ancestor of the holy land must at least be legendary saints!

Legend has it that it was a true omnipotent being! A being capable of destroying planets! A single drop of its blood was enough to crush the Purple Mansion.

"Don't say anything careless later!"

Bei Shenfeng gave a word of advice and then, without further hesitation, tore through space once more.

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding scenery changed drastically.

It was no longer that desolate and solemn Imperial Palace, but a cemetery.

Yes! It's a cemetery!

This perfectly matches Feng Zhi's image of his ancestors staying in their ancestral land.

"Follow behind me."

Then Bei Shenfeng walked slowly, even his steps became much more careful. He no longer traversed space, as a sign of respect for his ancestors.

The ground beneath my feet wasn't soil, but a dark red gravel that made a slight "rustling" sound when I stepped on it.

Looking around, the cemetery is astonishingly large, stretching as far as the eye can see.

Huge stone tablets stand in a staggered pattern on the red sand.

Each stone tablet is hundreds of feet tall, completely black, and has no names engraved on it, only ancient surnames or totems.

Some stone tablets were entwined with withered vines, while others had been cleaved in half by a terrifying sword mark.

Around some of the stone tablets, the space appears as a broken vortex, as if it might swallow everything at any moment.

Feng Zhi felt as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest, making it difficult to breathe.

He looked at those stone tablets, and just by glancing at them, he felt as if countless clashing swords and galloping horses were roaring in his mind, and as if billions of lives were wailing.

"Don't look around, your cultivation level is still too low."

Bei Shenfeng's voice rang in his ears in a low voice, with a solemn tone, "Buried here are all the highly accomplished predecessors of the Beidou Holy Land throughout the ages."

Though they are dead, their will lives on. If you disturb the spirit of any ancestor, I cannot protect you.

Feng Zhi was startled and quickly looked away.

The two walked in silence for about half an incense stick's time.

Finally, at the deepest part of the cemetery, they stopped in front of a small, unremarkable earthen mound.

Unlike the towering, imposing stone tablets surrounding it, there was only a low mound here, with an ordinary blue stone covered in moss standing in front of it.

"The current Holy Lord, Bei Shenfeng, greets the Ancestor!"

After saying that, he was about to pull Feng Zhi down to kneel, but he could not move when he had only bent halfway down.

"Cough, cough... Shenfeng brat, are you trying to hasten my demise? Where did you find this member of the Human Emperor family? I could smell his aura of humanity from afar."

A stiff voice came from the cemetery, as if it hadn't spoken for tens of thousands of years!

A gentle breeze swept by, and miraculously, without any warning, the soil on the grave in front of the two disappeared!

The wind stopped, and I looked out.

There was a coffin in the ground, the coffin was open, and inside lay an extremely withered old man.

He was enveloped in something resembling a large spirit crystal.

The so-called "large spirit crystal" is not actually an inanimate object.

It is an extremely magical life essence, commonly known as the Emperor's Source.

This is a divine object that only those who have reached the pinnacle of cultivation can create. It is usually left to future generations and its purpose is to seal away vital energy.

However, given Feng Zhi's current perspective, he naturally wouldn't know what this was.

"Speak, what brings you here to see me, and why did you bring this kid with you?"

The old man didn't open his mouth, but his voice reached the ears of the two men.

"Reporting to the Ancestor, this is what happened."

Bei Shenfeng bowed respectfully and briefly told the ancestor about Feng Zhi.

The old man did not reply after hearing this, seemingly deep in thought.

……

Two incense sticks.

Three incense sticks' worth of time has passed.

Then he slowly said, "Let me do some calculations."

An invisible force sliced ​​open Feng Zhi's skin and drew out a drop of blood.

The old man did not move, but his blood miraculously began to deduce on its own, revealing the figures of his predecessors.

However, it didn't end with the eighth generation; it continued with the sixth, fourth, and finally the third generation.

Even though the old man possessed extraordinary cultivation, he did not dare to make any deep calculations directly.

Otherwise, if a powerful figure from the Feng family in that era had sensed the cause and effect, and unleashed the power of a Human Emperor's weapon, he could have been severely injured on the spot! Or even... perished!

"I see! Then we can accept this child."

The old man spoke slowly.

He did this because he was afraid that these little brats would be plotted against by the Feng family.

Otherwise, what could they possibly calculate with their mortal cultivation level?

What I fear most is seeing what they want them to see!

Now, after re-analyzing the situation with his current level of cultivation, he can confirm that this child is not some kind of pawn.

The Feng family genuinely didn't know this person!

Even if they find out later, it won't harm the Holy Land...

Whose fault is it if your own genius can't find it?

If it weren't for their holy land, you wouldn't even know about this child!

On the contrary, the Feng family owes their Holy Land a debt of gratitude!

"Child, what are your views on the Holy Land and the Feng family?"

The old man was not in a hurry to take on a disciple, and asked about Feng Zhi.

"If the Feng family comes looking for you in the future, what will you do?"

The old man then said another sentence.

Feng Zhi remained silent for a moment before replying:

"Since the Holy Land has taught me the cultivation method, I will naturally support it and will never do anything to harm the Holy Land in this life."

"If the Feng family comes looking for me, I don't know what to do. I have no hatred towards the Feng family."

Feng Zhi answered honestly that his cultivation level was still so low, why should he think so much?

He only knew that the current powerful figure was the holy land, and he didn't want to let go of the other powerful figure either.

The old man laughed out loud upon hearing this.

"Heh, you little rascal, trying to have your cake and eat it too!"

The old man was well aware of Feng Zhi's ambition; he wanted to be backed by two extreme forces!