Eighteen Ghost Emperors of my ancestors, how dare you make me live in terror?

The scene returns to a rural courtyard.

Five reclining chairs were placed in the main room, and five members of the Lu family were lying on the five bamboo reclining chairs, watching the television intently.

Lu Daniu, who was lying on the very edge, looked to his right. In order, there were his father, his grandfather, his great-grandfather, and his great-great-grandfather, counting four generations back from him.

This whole thing caused a commotion, and before I knew it, I was the youngest in terms of seniority in the main room.

Cuihua, whose identity had changed to daughter-in-law, granddaughter-in-law, great-granddaughter-in-law, etc., carried a kettle and poured tea and water for the elders in the main room one by one. When it was Lu Daniu's turn, the water in the kettle was just emptied.

"That's all, so don't drink anymore." Cuihua smiled and carried the kettle out of the main room.

Lu Daniu sighed inwardly. His ancestors were sitting there, and he, a junior, couldn't even get a sip of tea.

Seeing the white dog cowering under the chair, trembling with fear, he kicked it in anger, yelling, "You spineless coward, get out!"

The white dog, far from being angry after being kicked, felt as if it had been granted a pardon and finally dared to run out of the main room with its legs trembling.

Finally, we can leave. If we stay in this room any longer, I'm afraid my cultivation will be completely suppressed by the terrifying pressure of those old ancestors.

Only after running into the yard did the white dog dare to look back. Its eyes were full of fear. In the past, these Lu family patriarchs were rarely seen, and it was not possible to see even one of them for many years. Recently, however, four of them came all at once.

"I, Young Master Lu, still have the most influence. From now on, I'm sticking with Young Master Lu!"

Having made up his mind, the white dog grinned, its tongue lolling out, and ran obsequiously toward Cuihua, who was busy in the kitchen. "Grandma, Gouzi is here to help you start the fire."

.........

The television program in the main room was still running, occasionally interspersed with the conversations of several elders of the Lu family.

"This S-rank dungeon looks pretty decent."

"This city is not bad. It's somewhat similar to the eighteen cities I destroyed back then. Thinking about it, I realize that a thousand years have passed."

"It's just that there's only one S-rank monster in this city, which is a bit lacking."

"Back then, Father, you killed so many big devils in one go, so of course there aren't many of these small fry left."

"It's a bit too early for Lu to enter a dungeon of this level. He's probably not strong enough to defeat an S-rank monster right now."

"Not too early, not too early. With the three Heaven-Burial Nails from the Ancestor, he won't die. It's good for him to gain experience sooner."

"What's the meaning of this instance? Is that S-rank trash planning to beat up our Lu boy?"

"Grandpa, you arrived late and missed the earlier episodes."

"Young Lu stole this strange bride in an A-level dungeon before, and was resented. So this strange creature hates him to the bone, and this time it is most likely planning to take revenge."

"What? Lu kid stole someone's wife? Was the woman even worthy of being stolen from? The woman who was stolen from is such trash, it's a disgrace to the Lu family."

"Not bad, the guy who got robbed is already so angry he's become an S-rank."

.........

"Hmm? A marriage certificate from the underworld? That's something that can't be presented in public."

"This little girl is quite nice, though. Where's Cuihua? Should we go check on her?"

.........

"Oh dear, that kid Lu got a pretty bad beating."

"Hehe, it's rare to see this kid get his comeuppance."

.........

Laughter could be heard intermittently in the main room.

Even Cuihua, who was busy in the kitchen, could hear it.

Suddenly sensing something, his face lit up with joy. He wiped his hands on his apron and walked out of the yard.

Just then, two figures appeared silently in the courtyard.

"Fist, Lin'er."

"I have met my mother."

The visitors were a man and a woman. They greeted Cuihua. The woman was beautiful and dignified, while the man was dashing and heroic. The couple's features were most similar to Lu Ye's.

"No need for formalities, Quan'er..."

Cuihua sensed the surging aura emanating from the man, and a hint of joy appeared between her brows. However, upon sensing the suppressed injuries within the man's body, she felt a pang of heartache.

Hmph! Those unreliable old ancestors!

"Mother, where is my father?"

"In the main room, not only your father, but also your grandfather and great-grandfather were there."

"The patriarchs are actually here too?" The man's face showed a look of doubt and surprise, then he asked seriously, "Do the patriarchs have something important to discuss?"

"It's nothing serious, everyone's watching TV." Cuihua smiled. "You can go too, I'll go cook first."

"Yes, Mother, you've worked hard."

The man bowed again and led the woman into the main room.

A hint of anger lingered between his brows, and he couldn't help coughing up blood as he walked.

"Are you alright after that punch?" The woman stepped forward and helped him up.

The man waved his hand, "It's alright. It was just hit by the aura of calamity a few times, and it will dissipate on its own after a while."

"You still need to be careful. Go ahead, I'll wait for you outside."

The woman glanced at the several figures vaguely visible inside the main room, but did not go in. Instead, she stood outside.

The gathering of several elders usually indicates that they have important matters to discuss. Generally, the women of the Lu family do not actively participate in such matters; the men are left to make the decisions.

........

Enter the main room.

The first thing you see is five neatly arranged reclining chairs, with tea, wine, and peanuts placed next to them.

Upon seeing this scene, the man felt an overwhelming surge of resentment.

"Ahem!"

He coughed twice on purpose to attract attention, and all five heads turned to look at him.

"Quan'er is here. There's no room left. You're the youngest, so you'll have to stand here."

"Huh? Why is the energy within you so agitated? Have you not been training properly lately?"

"It seems so. I noticed he was a bit restless earlier. I'll just have to give him a good beating later."

Seeing the puzzled looks on the faces of the elders, Lu Yi gritted his teeth.

Are these still the same ancestors who used to dote on him?

Why is the breath restless?

Was that restlessness? That was clearly the calamity energy that invaded his body when he was fighting against the laws of heaven and earth without anyone to protect him!

"Still beating his body? Why don't you ancestors take a good look at his current physique and see if it's about to shatter?"

He dared not speak of his ancestors, so Lu Yiquan could only look at his own father, Lu Daniu, and grit his teeth as he spoke.

"Dad, have you forgotten something very important?"

"Something important?" Lu Daniu looked blank, thought for a moment, then shook his head. "No, what's so important?"

"My son attained enlightenment a month ago and is attempting to break through to the second-tier Ghost Emperor realm. What happened to asking the ancestors to protect him?"

These words were spoken.

An awkward silence fell over the entire main room.

Quietly.

Only one line from the television seemed so bright: "Come on, if you can kill me today, I'll change my surname to yours!"

"this........."

Lu Daniu finally remembered what he had forgotten and scratched his head.

No wonder I always felt like I hadn't done something; it turns out I'd forgotten about my eldest son's important mission to break through to the second-tier Ghost Emperor!

But upon sensing the aura emanating from Lu Yiquan, he was somewhat surprised, "You're already a second-tier Ghost Emperor?"

"Yes." Lu Yiquan said with a straight face, "Since I couldn't wait for you and the ancestors to protect me, I had to withstand the ghost tribulation alone, personally smashing the thirty-two lightning tribulations. I finally attained the position of the second-level ghost emperor after surviving nine deaths."

The thought of him being struck by lightning, his body billowing black smoke and coughing up blood, while his own father and ancestors sat in the main room watching TV, made Lu Yiquan feel a tightness in his chest.

Wasn't he the one the ancestors loved the most in the past?

Why did you suddenly stop pampering me?

So love can disappear, right?

Upon hearing Lu Yiquan say that he had successfully attained the second-tier Ghost Emperor realm, the Lu family elders all secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"He actually withstood thirty-two lightning tribulations on his own. It seems that the Ghost Body of One Punch is far stronger than we thought!"

"Not bad, not bad. Quan'er can stand on his own now. He can't always rely on us old guys to protect him anymore."

"The child has grown up; it's time for them to fly on their own."

Lu Yiquan: "???"

You guys didn't say that before!

"Father, what are you looking at?"

Lu Yiquan's gaze finally fell on the old television set in the center of the main room.

The TV program that could gather so many patriarchs together, and make them forget such an important matter as protecting him, must not be an ordinary program!

But when he saw that familiar yet somewhat immature face on the screen, Lu Yiquan's heart trembled and his pupils contracted.

"We're looking at your son." Lu Daniu sensed the turmoil in his eldest son's heart, turned slightly, and smiled gently, "You haven't seen him in a long time, have you?"

A choked voice rang out from outside the main room. The woman was staring intently at the television screen, her eyes already red.

"It's Lu'er..."

........

"Grandpa, someone's bullying your grandson! Isn't anyone going to do something about it?"

Just then, Lu Ye's voice came from the television, calling for help.

The seal on Lu Daniu's waist flashed and he chuckled, "It seems Lu kid got beaten up. I was supposed to go, but since you've broken through to the second-tier Ghost Emperor and can now briefly appear up there, why don't you go see him?"

Lu Yiquan stared intently at Lu Ye, who was being beaten on the screen, his eyes flashing with endless rage.

"Who dares to beat my son like that? He's dead today, and nobody can stop him, I said it!"

After saying that, Lu threw a punch and a kick.