Chapter 328: Ambitious and Vigorous

No one could have imagined that the Ancestral Dragon would be resurrected.

He stubbornly resisted the Heavenly Punishment; although he ended up injured, he managed to endure it.

Qin Yang felt a stir in his heart; he sensed that the Ancestral Dragon's predetermined fate had been altered.

As the Son of Heaven, one cannot become an immortal.

Yet now he has broken this fate and become an immortal.

After surviving the Heavenly Punishment, he is no longer affected by his previous fate.

Realizing this, Qin Yang gazed at the Ancestral Dragon with eyes full of awe.

Indeed, worthy of being the Ancestral Dragon of the ages—such a fate can be reversed, simply shocking to hear.

The Ancestral Dragon descended, coming before Qin Yang and Chiyou, and clasped his hands in thanks to them.

Qin Yang stepped aside, not accepting the gesture.

Meanwhile, Chiyou stood there, nonchalantly accepting the salute.

His status is high enough that even the Ancestral Dragon would have to salute him upon meeting, with no issue.

The Ancestral Dragon was also filled with curiosity about Chiyou's identity.

This person gives an unfathomable impression; one cannot tell what his true identity is.

Whoever he is, he is certainly not ordinary.

"Gentlemen, please come to my residence for a chat."

Ying Zheng said.

Qin Yang was also quite curious about Ying Zheng.

And Chiyou also found him somewhat interesting,

Anyway, since we're already here, going to his place for a sit is no problem.

The two arrived at the Ying Family.

At that moment, all the descendants of the Ying Family came to pay respects to the Old Ancestor.

They were excited.

Their family's Old Ancestor had finally been revived, and he was a true immortal.

This gave them a feeling of raising their brows and exhaling in pride.

With the Old Ancestor as their backing, the Ying Family will become the greatest clan among cultivators.

A single immortal Old Ancestor can roam the world unhindered.

After Ying Zheng saw them, he had them withdraw, leaving only Ying Feng and Ying Xue here.

Furthermore, two Sǎnxiān of the Ying Family were also left behind.

They were merely a bit restrained, not daring to speak.

Facing Ying Zheng, even as Sǎnxiān, they felt pressure.

Everyone took their seats as host and guest.

Chiyou examined Ying Zheng with great interest, as if wanting to see through him completely.

"I don't know how to address you, senior."

Ying Zheng said to Chiyou.

He addressed Chiyou as senior, which greatly surprised the two Ying Family Sǎnxiān.

They looked at Chiyou with eyes hinting at doubtful surprise.

Could it be that this person is an ancient monster who has survived since antiquity? Otherwise, why would their Old Ancestor address him this way?

Chiyou gave a faint smile and said, "My name cannot be spoken; you may simply call me the Demonic God. If that's not acceptable, call me Old Ancestor—it won't be a humiliation."

Upon hearing Chiyou's words, the Ying Family members stared at each other.

This person has such audacity, actually wanting to make his own Old Ancestor serve as his Old Ancestor.

One would think that upon hearing his words, their own Old Ancestor would surely be angry.

How could the Ancestral Dragon of the ages be so lightly disparaged?

As a result, Ying Zheng not only did not get angry, but laughed and said, "That's also true."

Those two Sǎnxiān trembled all over.

Could this person truly have an enormous background?

Otherwise, why would Ying Zheng, the Ancestral Dragon and First Emperor of the Ages, not be angry at his words in the slightest?

There is only one possibility: that what he said is factual.

Thinking this, their gaze toward Chiyou changed.

Throughout history, the only being who could be called a Demonic God seems to be that person.

Speaking thus, calling him Old Ancestor poses no problem.

"You summoned us here; surely it's not just to talk about these trivial matters, right?"

Chiyou asked.

He clearly knew that Ying Zheng definitely had something important to say.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to this trouble.

Indeed, Ying Zheng said, "I wish to cooperate with the two of you, to pierce heaven and earth, so that mortal cultivators may once again ascend to immortality."

Upon hearing Ying Zheng's words, Chiyou's eyes flashed with a sharp light; he gave a faint smile and said, "I can sense your ambition—you want to storm the Immortal Realm and reign supreme there. Truly grand, but somewhat unrealistic."

"Man conquers nature; I, the solitary ruler, can reign supreme on Lan Xing, and the same applies in the Immortal Realm. If a thousand years isn't enough, I'll use ten thousand; if ten thousand isn't enough, I'll use a hundred thousand or a million years. I refuse to believe that I cannot become supreme in the Heavenly Realm. I will make those self-important fools in the Immortal Realm know they have no right to dictate others' fates."

Ying Zheng gritted his teeth, his gaze toward the Heavens blazing with fury.

He had been screwed over badly.

Originally considered a cultivation prodigy, Jiéguǒ he was given a fate pattern, unable to become an immortal.

This is the heavenly rule.

Otherwise, Ying Zheng would not have set it up for over two thousand years, changing one's fate pattern amid life and death.

He is full of resentment, and now he only has one thought: to overthrow those who established the heavenly rule, then write his own regulations.

"Interesting."

Chiyou said with a smile.

His gaze upon Ying Zheng was full of admiration.

"I like your ambitious appearance, unlike Qin Yang this brat, who only thinks about the gentle countryside of women, lacking any drive."

Saying this, Chiyou couldn't help but sigh.

This made Qin Yang somewhat resentful.

Am I really as bad as he said?

Who said he lacks drive?

If he lacked drive, he could not have True Immortal-level battle prowess in his twenties.

"Senior, if you're going to praise someone, just praise them; why belittle me?"

Qin Yang said resentfully.

"I'm just reminding you: don't think that reaching a certain strength lets you rest easy; you have many karmic ties, and unless your cultivation reaches the peak, you could be dragged into boundless purgatory."

Chiyou said solemnly.

Qin Yang shivered.

He was somewhat startled by Chiyou's words.

Are the karmic ties on me really that terrifying?

"He can wait, but you cannot; if you don't strive, sooner or later others will reap you."

Chiyou continued.

Qin Yang took a deep Xī le yī kǒu qì, he said in a low voice: "Thank you for the reminder, senior."

Qin Yang naturally would not take Chiyou's words lightly.

He already had a plan in mind.

Simply put, Qin Yang merely lacks ambition, rather than wanting to slack off; these are two different things.

"Since the senior has revived, I should also return; I'll take my leave first."

Qin Yang said.

"Bring Qiao'er back."

Chiyou suddenly said.

Qin Yang froze for a moment, glanced unexpectedly at Chiyou: does he no longer want Wu Qiao?

Wu Qiao also had tears in her eyes, looking at Chiyou, a pitiful sight.

Chiyou laughed and cried, but still said: "I don't not want you; I just feel that I've taught you everything I can, you can cultivate well on your own; beside Qin Yang, spiritual energy is abundant, far stronger than following me, and I still have some matters to attend to."

"Will you come see me?"

Wu Qiao asked.

"Yes."

The mighty demon god, his tone now exceptionally gentle, like coaxing a child.

Only then did Wu Qiao show a smile.

She nodded obediently, saying: "Alright,"

Chiyou finally let out a sigh of relief.