Chapter 720: Ancestor Linghu

"Although what Fellow Daoist Han said is very likely, it is still just a conjecture. So, except for the Nascent Soul fellow daoists, everyone should keep today's discussion confidential for the time being to avoid unnecessary chaos. However, if the Mulan people are truly determined to have a great battle with us, their highest-level Divine Masters will definitely be dispatched. These late-stage Nascent Soul spellcasters are not people we can deal with. I will notify Elder Wei Wei Wuya of our alliance to see if the three great cultivators can gather to deal with this matter," Lady Qi suggested after some thought.

"Lady Qi's words are reasonable. There is no time to lose. After we return, we will send letters to our sects immediately," a withered, thin elder with a sorrowful face nodded, expressing his agreement.

The other cultivators also knew the importance of the matter and agreed one after another without any objections.

Next, everyone discussed some related details and decided to send a batch of reinforcements first to delay the Mulan people's advance, giving the major forces of Tiannan time to prepare their manpower.

Then the group ended the hall discussion and left in a hurry.

Han Li walked side by side with Elder Lu and the Fire Dragon Child, but just as he walked out of the hall door, his expression suddenly stirred, and his brows furrowed.

"What is it? Does Junior Brother have something to do?" Elder Lu asked with some surprise when he saw Han Li's expression.

"Nothing. An old friend wants to see me, so I'm afraid I have to go and deal with it. Senior Brother and Brother Lan, please go ahead. This junior will return shortly!" Han Li raised his brows, but said calmly as if nothing had happened.

"Hmm. Junior Brother Han, do as you please. I will go back and tell the fellow daoists of the Heavenly Dao Alliance about today's discussion, and then transmit the news back to the Senior Brother. Let's see how the sects of our Heavenly Dao Alliance will handle this matter," Elder Lu nodded and said with a smile.

The Fire Dragon Child, however, curled his lips, his face revealing a smiling expression.

Seeing this, Han Li bowed his hands and walked slowly in the other direction, gradually moving away with a pace that seemed slow but was actually fast.

After Elder Lu walked out of the hall door, he walked a few steps and glanced in the direction where Han Li had disappeared.

"What, Brother Lu is worried?" The Fire Dragon Child asked with a smile when he saw this scene.

"Worried? What is there to be worried about?" Elder Lu's heart stirred, but he asked back without changing his expression.

"I won't say it, but Brother Lu should have guessed it yourself. This Fellow Daoist Han was originally from the Yellow Maple Valley. And the Ancestor Linghu Old Monster seems to be like your Senior Brother, both of whom are running out of lifespan. Now, besides the Ancestor Linghu Old Monster, the Yellow Maple Valley has no second Nascent Soul cultivator. I'm afraid the Ancestor Linghu Old Monster has been anxious for a long time, right? After all, it wouldn't matter if it were a small sect. But for a sect as large as the Yellow Maple Valley, if there is no Nascent Soul cultivator to sit in town, not only will it be unable to recover, but it is also very likely to face the disaster of sect annihilation. And just now, someone clearly transmitted a sound to Fellow Daoist Han. If it wasn't the Ancestor Linghu Old Monster, that would be strange," the Fire Dragon Child said, curling his lips.

"How does Brother Lan know Fellow Daoist Han's past origins? I don't seem to have told you about this," Elder Lu did not answer directly but asked back after a moment of thought.

"Why would I need Brother Lu to tell me? A new Elder who has suddenly appeared in your sect and is so young—our Ancient Sword Sect naturally had to investigate. It's not a secret; a quick check is all it takes," the child did not intend to hide it and answered frankly.

After hearing the Fire Dragon Child say this, Elder Lu had nothing to say, but after thinking for a moment, he shook his head and said:

"It is not strange for Junior Brother Han to meet old friends from the past. If he had wanted to return to the Yellow Maple Valley, he would have returned long ago. Why wait until today!"

"That's true. But that Ancestor Linghu Old Monster is cunning. Since he is willing to invite Fellow Daoist Han, he naturally has some confidence in moving him," the Fire Dragon Child disagreed.

Elder Lu fell silent. After a long while, a look of worry finally appeared on his face, and he sighed long.

"Let everything follow fate. If Junior Brother Han really wants to return to the Yellow Maple Valley, can the Senior Brother and I really tie him up and not let him go back?" He said with a bitter smile.

At this time, Han Li was walking on a somewhat remote small street, looking left and right. Suddenly, his figure paused, and his gaze fell on a two-story pavilion.

This pavilion was not very tall, only about six or seven zhang, and there was a small banner in front of the door with a giant "Tea" character written on it.

This was actually a teahouse.

And outside the building stood two Foundation Establishment male cultivators in yellow clothes, looking toward Han Li.

Han Li smiled slightly and walked over.

"Greetings, Senior Han. The Ancestor is waiting for you inside!" As soon as the two saw Han Li coming, they immediately said respectfully with their hands tied.

"I know!" Han Li nodded and walked in expressionlessly.

The entire pavilion was quiet, seemingly empty.

After Han Li hesitated for a moment, he went to the second floor.

As a result, as soon as he poked his head out, he saw that besides one person, the second floor was also extremely deserted.

And the only person sitting there, dressed in a yellow robe with a sallow complexion, was none other than the Ancestor Linghu Ancestor who had just separated in the hall.

He was sitting at an Eight Immortals table in the center of the second floor, holding a cup of clear tea, tasting it slowly.

Han Li's gaze flickered a few times. Without hesitation, he walked up, sat steadily opposite Ancestor Linghu Ancestor, and sat down silently, with a green teacup already prepared in front of him.

Ancestor Linghu Ancestor didn't say anything. Instead, he beckoned with one hand, and a brewed teapot placed on the table floated up lightly. The spout lowered, and he poured half a cup of tea steadily into the teacup in front of Han Li.

Then the teapot fell back onto the table by itself.

"The spiritual tea made by this teahouse is not bad. Why not taste it first," Ancestor Linghu Ancestor narrowed his eyes, looked at Han Li, and said slowly.

Han Li smiled and, without objecting, picked up the teacup in front of him and gazed at the clear, emerald-green tea water.

"Indeed not bad; it is truly a cut above ordinary spiritual tea," Han Li said with his usual expression after taking a sip.

"Hehe! It seems Fellow Daoist Han is also a person who likes to taste tea. I invited you to gather here, and I came to the right place," Ancestor Linghu Ancestor put down the teacup gently and said leisurely.

"You invited me here, not just to let me taste the spiritual tea here, right! If you have anything to say, just say it directly," Han Li said calmly, without intending to go around in circles.

This Ancestor Linghu Ancestor had clearly recognized him, and he had also vaguely guessed the other party's intention in inviting him.

"Since you are so impatient, I won't beat around the bush. Fellow Daoist Han, are you willing to return to the Yellow Maple Valley and serve as an Elder?" Ancestor Linghu Ancestor said unhurriedly, as if he were just talking about a trivial matter.

"Return to the Yellow Maple Valley?" Han Li's face showed no abnormality. He just looked down at the teacup in his hand, expressionless, and said nothing.

"Regardless of right or wrong in the past, I don't want to say much. I just want to tell Fellow Daoist Han that I don't have much lifespan left. At most, in twenty years, I will sit down. As long as you are willing to return, this Yellow Maple Valley will actually be yours. You wouldn't hold a grudge until now because of a small matter from back then, right!" Ancestor Linghu Ancestor's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he said slowly.

"I haven't cared about the past for a long time. If I were in your position, I might have done the same. But now I have joined the Falling Cloud Sect and have no intention of defecting to your valley. Fellow Daoist Ancestor Linghu, you should look for other cultivators," Han Li looked up, stared at Ancestor Linghu Ancestor, and shook his head.

"I naturally know that you are now in the Falling Cloud Sect. But the Falling Cloud Sect still has two Elders. If you are there, you will be restricted everywhere; how can it be as satisfying as holding power alone?" Ancestor Linghu Ancestor sneered and said.

"I think you have misunderstood one thing. I did not join any sect to hold power. I am just looking for a suitable place to cultivate. I have no interest in holding the power of any sect," Han Li pursed his lips, a mocking expression appearing at the corners of his mouth.

Ancestor Linghu Ancestor frowned upon hearing this, but then returned to normal.

"Fellow Daoist Han must not understand how much holding power helps with cultivation. Not only will you not have to worry about finding rare spiritual medicines and materials, but your status in the cultivation world will also be completely different. Moreover, even if you are not interested at all, don't you have any feelings for the former sect? You must know that there are many of your former fellow disciples in the Yellow Maple Valley. If there is no Nascent Soul cultivator to sit in town, the valley will likely be wiped out by other sects joining forces overnight. You can imagine their fate," Ancestor Linghu Ancestor began to appeal to emotions.

"Spiritual medicines and materials—I don't lack these as an Elder in the Falling Cloud Sect. As for empty names like status in the cultivation world, I care even less? As for the rise and fall of sects, it is a very normal thing. Even those sects with long traditions have mostly had their inheritance cut off and disappeared. As for my former fellow disciples, everyone has their own destiny, and I will not ask about it," Han Li smiled indifferently, without any intention of being moved.

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