Chapter 288

That figure rushed over rapidly, looking disheveled, but with an excited face, he rushed in front of Ji Yungong, tears streaming down his old face: "Third Brother, you finally came back!"

Seeing the appearance of this old man excitedly shedding tears, some people who rushed over from the periphery were also amazed. Except for Ji Yungong's funeral decades ago, they actually saw this decisive war god of the Ji Clan shed tears again.

"Tianchao!"

Ji Yungong's soul phantom was also trembling slightly. Brothers reunited after a long separation, he had too many memories surging up.

At the same time, on the other floating islands surrounding the holy mountain, in each towering palace, they also quickly received the news from the holy mountain.

The former war god of the Ji Clan, Ji Yungong, has returned!

The entire upper echelon of the Ji Clan was alarmed, all gathered on the holy mountain, extremely noisy.

In front of the Ji Clan ancestral hall, there was a sea of people, and many people rushed to see this war god of the Ji Clan who had fallen decades ago.

On the way, Ji Yungong talked about things over the years with his brothers and wife.

Other sons, daughters-in-law, grandsons, and granddaughters followed behind the elders, not interrupting, just listening silently and obediently, occasionally asking questions with confusion in a low voice.

Ji Tianchao and the others were excited, but they did not talk all at once; they had countless questions they wanted to ask Ji Yungong.

Where have you been all these years? How have you been? How did you come back? Everyone missed you so much... and so on, endless words.

Ji Yungong also talked about his encounters over the years and the reason for his return.

When they learned that Ji Yungong was really detained by the Mo River, everyone was both shocked and relieved.

Back then, when Ji Yungong died in battle, they looked for Ji Yungong's soul everywhere but could not find it, so they guessed that he might have been swept into the Mo River.

"A Nether Capital-level Mo River was actually cleared by someone?"

"Who is that young man, and from which clan's prodigy?"

"What? It's from our Ji Clan?!"

"Qingqing's child?!"

Following Ji Yungong's words, everyone was even more shocked.

The Nether Capital-level Mo River, their ancient holy clan was not interested in it, but they also understood that even the Heavenly Human Realm might not be able to clear it; at most, they could destroy it, and if they were unlucky and encountered something more troublesome, they might even fall into it! And the Heavenly Human Realm, even in an ancient family, was considered a first-class combat force.

Who would be willing to sacrifice such power to take that kind of unnecessary risk?

You must know that hunting demons in the Mo River does not yield any benefits. Most of those demons are also detained dead souls, which dissipate when killed. As long as the Mo River is not cleared, these dead souls will appear again with the next opening.

And hunting great demon kings outside can at least yield a body full of treasures, which can be brought back to the family to benefit future generations.

There are many demons in the Great Desolate Heaven, and survival is more dangerous. The ancient holy clan sounds imposing, but many things also need to be carefully calculated to balance, and they will not waste upper-level combat power for no reason.

And besides that, there is another reason: the treasury of merit of the Mo River in the Great Desolate Heaven was closed during the holy war ten thousand years ago!

Even if someone cleared the Nether Capital-level Mo River later and accumulated one hundred thousand merit, they could not open it again, which led to the Mo River in the Great Desolate Heaven being ignored by no one; they avoided it if they could and were unwilling to waste effort.

"What is that child's cultivation level that he could actually clear the Nether Capital-level Mo River?"

"Qingqing actually has a child. Previously, I only knew that she married an outsider in private, but I didn't expect that she actually gave birth to offspring!"

Ji Tianchao and the others were full of surprise, their eyes complex.

Ji Qingqing was Old Thirteen's daughter, and Old Thirteen died in battle after being attacked and besieged by fierce beasts while hunting great demon kings for the family in his early years.

But fortunately, his soul returned to the ancestral hall and was not swept away by the Mo River.

Not long ago, Ji Qingqing exposed her tracks outside the Great Desolate Heaven and was brought back to the family, and they only then learned that she had married an outsider in private.

Out of consideration for Old Thirteen, they, as brothers, helped cover up the news and did not spread it widely in the Ji Clan, but it could not be hidden from other high-level officials, so according to family rules, Ji Qingqing was imprisoned.

However, they did not intend to imprison her for life, just for one thousand years as punishment.

This was already considered a light sentence.

Unexpectedly, Ji Qingqing actually had a child, and now he even came to the door.

However, this child sending Ji Yungong back could also be considered a great contribution to the Ji Clan.

"That's right, that child is fifteen this year, and now he is already in the Three Imperishable Realms, but he can kill demon kings, and is even not weaker than the Absolute Learning Realm!"

Mentioning Li Hao, a smile appeared on Ji Yungong's face, saying:

"I know the family rules, but that child is truly a peerless prodigy. He is the most outstanding child I have ever seen, and his character and talent are both top-notch!"

"I hope you can take care of him. My Ji Clan can get such a Qilin son, and in the future, he will surely soar and reappear the glory of the ancestor sage!"

Hearing his high praise, the onlookers were also shocked.

Fifteen-year-old Three Imperishable Realms?

This can indeed be considered a prodigy, and in the Ji Clan, it is considered top-tier talent.

And Ji Yungong said that the other party is not weaker than the Absolute Learning Realm; this span of adversity is a bit too big!

For a time, some were shocked, some were suspicious, and some felt that Ji Yungong was saved by that young man, so he wanted to repay the other party, so he deliberately exaggerated, and even wanted to use this to wash away Ji Qingqing's crimes.

But Ji Tianchao and Ji Yungong's own brothers understood that their Third Brother would never lie because of this.

Especially when it involves family interests, this Third Brother is more serious and strict than anyone else.

Therefore, no matter how bizarre the matter was, they were willing to believe it.

"I didn't expect Old Thirteen's grandson to have such ability!"

"If Old Thirteen knew, he should also be able to make up for the regrets caused by Qingqing's mistakes back then."

"Qingqing, that child, is reckless, but the child she gave birth to seems good. Let's talk to the family head later. Such a prodigy, even if it breaks the rules, should be accommodated..."

Ji Tianchao and several other old brothers said to Ji Yungong.

Among the descendants of their lineage, being able to give birth to such a prodigy, they also felt gratified and happy.

Ji Yungong laughed. He believed that as long as Li Hao showed his talent and competed for the seat of the head of the prodigies, he would surely be able to find a place in the Ji Clan.

After all, the Ji Clan is still relatively tolerant toward top-tier monsters.

Moreover, that child is also considered half a Ji Clan member after all.

"Where is that child, why don't I see him?"

"He is at the foot of the mountain. I asked him to wait. Later, you send someone to pick him up, but this matter needs to be reported to the family head first."

Ji Yungong said.

Everyone nodded slightly. Such a big matter indeed needs to get the family head's permission first.

Soon, they arrived in front of the ancestral hall and saw the contemporary family head of the Ji Clan, Ji Daoxin, already waiting here.

The other party was Ji Yungong's uncle, of his father's generation, dressed in luxury, with white hair and beard, standing there quietly, but like a quiet snow mountain green lotus, with a sense of being beyond the world.

Ji Daoxin's face was kind, his eye sockets were deep and his eyes were warm, like a charitable ordinary grandfather.

But the Ji Clan is an ancient holy clan, establishing the Dao with martial arts, and the Great Desolate Heaven is also a law where the strong are respected. Being able to serve as the family head, he must be the strongest combatant of the Ji Clan.

At this moment, Ji Daoxin looked from afar at Ji Yungong who was crowded over in the crowd. He showed a smile, but soon, his eyes condensed slightly, his face changed slightly, and the smile on his face disappeared.

Ji Yungong also saw the other party, their eyes met, and Ji Yungong saw the change in the other party's expression, and immediately knew that his matter had likely been investigated.

"Yungong pays respects to the family head!"

Ji Yungong stepped forward and bowed to salute. Ji Tianchao and the others beside him also hurriedly saluted.

Those juniors knelt down directly to salute.

In an instant, only Ji Daoxin remained standing upright in the field, while everyone else was bowing their heads or kneeling on one knee.

Ji Daoxin stared at Ji Yungong quietly for a long time before sighing softly and saying:

"In these last moments, whatever you want to do, just do it. There is no need for these empty rituals."

Ji Yungong's eyes condensed, and he nodded: "Thank you, Family Head."

The conversation between the two fell into the silent field like a thunderclap on flat ground! Ji Tianchao and other brothers standing beside Ji Yungong shook violently, all looking at the family head in shock.

"Family Head, what did you say..."

When he saw Ji Daoxin shaking his head slightly, Ji Tianchao's heart trembled, and he turned to look at Ji Yungong: "Third Brother, what last moments? You came back, haven't you been here all along?"

Ji Yungong sighed secretly. Now that it had come to this, he could not hide it, so he explained his situation.

When they heard Ji Yungong say that he was eroded by the Mo River too deeply and would soon dissipate, everyone was shocked. Many of those who were crying with joy just now were now covering their faces and weeping.

"No, it's impossible!"

Ji Tianchao roared, trembling all over, unable to accept this matter.

Just reunited, and about to separate again, and it was an eternal farewell?

At this time, he suddenly thought of Ji Yungong's remarks just now, asking them to take care of that child.

Why not take care of him himself?

It turns out he was going to dissipate completely!

Reacting belatedly, Ji Tianchao's eyes turned red, his face full of grief, and he said: "Third Brother, why, why is it like this?"

Ji Yungong sighed secretly and patted his shoulder gently: "Tianchao, from now on, when I am not here, you must assist the family head well, guard the Ji Clan, and do not be as reckless as I was."

"But Third Brother, your temperament has always been steady, I am the reckless one..."

Ji Tianchao's voice had a trace of choking.

Ji Yungong smiled: "We are all old, why are we still crying?"

Saying that, he patted the other party's shoulder again, signaling that he should pay attention to his image. The two of them, the dignified war gods of the Ji Clan, were so sorrowful, what kind of system was this.

Turning to look at the family head Ji Daoxin, Ji Yungong immediately told the story of Li Hao.

Ji Daoxin showed surprise, and when he saw Ji Yungong's solemn eyes, he knew that this was the other party's deathbed plea.

Sighing secretly in his heart, he nodded slightly: "I will consider this matter. If that child is really as outstanding as you said, he can naturally become a prodigy of my Ji Clan, but if his strength is insufficient... I can at most spare his life."

Seeing the family head promise face-to-face like this, Ji Yungong also knew that this was the greatest concession, and he felt relieved in his heart.

"Thank you, Family Head."

Ji Yungong bowed.

"In these last moments, you actually pleaded for a child; do you have no other expectations?"

Ji Daoxin said: "Back then, you died in battle and made a great contribution to my Ji Clan. Whatever you want, just say it."

Ji Yungong smiled and said: "The things I want, the family head should have already rewarded them. These children are all living well, so I can rest assured."

Seeing this, Ji Daoxin looked at him deeply and said: "Go, offer incense to the ancestors, and do whatever you want to do."

Ji Yungong nodded, then bowed again, which was gratitude to this uncle.

Afterward, he swept across several brothers, saw that they were all looking sorrowful, smiled, and said:

"It's rare for me to come back, don't all have mournful faces. Shedding two tears for me is not worth it..."

"Third Brother!"

Hearing this, several people felt even more sour in their hearts.

His son stood out and choked: "Father, you are always the pride in my heart. Mother has been washing her face with tears day and night for you, and has already shed more than two tears!"

Ji Yungong trembled in his heart, looking at his wife, seeing those teary eyes. Although the other party did not say anything, he understood that he had deeply hurt the other party again.

He suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable in his heart, as if torn by something. He wanted to show a free and easy smile, but he could not laugh no matter what.

Finally, he had to turn around, turn his back to everyone, and whispered: "I'll go talk to Old Thirteen for a few words first."

Saying that, he walked into the ancestral hall.

As the news of Ji Yungong's return spread, more and more people gathered on the top of the holy mountain.

Soon, they learned that although Ji Yungong had returned, he could not return to the ancestral hall and would soon dissipate.

Moreover, this war god of the Ji Clan was trapped in the Mo River and was sent back by a young man.

Ji Yungong's high praise for Li Hao also spread throughout the Ji Clan, and everyone knew that the young man was a peerless prodigy.

Not long after, a group of young figures flew down the mountain, rushed down along the white staircase, and arrived in front of the huge mountain gate.

Soon, they saw a young man standing in the grass outside the mountain gate, as if taking a walk, looking around and sizing things up.

"Hey!"

One of the young men dressed in luxury shouted loudly and said to Li Hao: "You are the one who sent War God Yungong back, right? What are you looking around for?"

Hearing this, Li Hao turned his head slowly, originally wanting to say that he was not called "Hey," nor was he called Chu Yu Yun.

But seeing the cold eyes of the other party, he lost the mood to say more, and at the same time, he did not respond.

At this time, more figures rushed over from behind, among them a middle-aged man. He saw the young man surrounded and sized up by many young Ji Clan members outside the mountain gate and rushed over rapidly.

"Waited a long time, right? I was ordered to pick you up the mountain."

The middle-aged man saw Li Hao and showed a gentle smile. He was sent by Ji Yungong's Sixth Brother to pick up Li Hao.

"It's okay."

Li Hao saw the other party's polite attitude and responded with a smile.

Although he waited a bit long, he did not feel bored, but took this time to carefully size up this Ji Clan holy land.

Every blade of grass and every tree here, this is the place where that mother lived...

He felt very novel.

"You can just call me Ji Boduan, what should I call you?" Ji Boduan asked.

Li Hao was about to speak, but suddenly paused. He originally wanted to say Ji Hao, but suddenly thought that the young generation around him seemed to be a bit unkind to him. Since he was a newcomer and had not figured out the situation, it was better to hide some information.

He thought of another name, the name that the woman had prepared for him but had never used.

"Just call me Ji Li Le Ping."

Li Hao said.

(End of this chapter)