Chapter 67: Shen Qingli Is Not Shen Kuo's Daughter

"What's wrong?" Shen Kuo asked concernedly.

Shen Qingli folded the letter, "Bai Ren Shan says I'm not your daughter."

Shen Kuo instantly put on a cold face, "He's gone mad!"

"That's right." Shen Qingli burned the letter.

"No, I have to go find him." Shen Kuo couldn't tolerate it.

"Alright, if it weren't for you, Father, where would my phoenix clan bloodline come from? Everyone understands."

Shen Qingli, who had grabbed her father, looked at Mister Hua Yuan, "It just so happens I still have many characters I don't understand; Mister Hua Yuan, will you continue teaching?"

Although the Changshui Shen clan also has an academy teaching divine script, the students are all little kids; she felt embarrassed to go in, she barely attended for two days, then discovered they were learning too superficially, and moreover the teacher wasn't as good as Mister Hua Yuan's teaching.

"Encountered a problem?" Mister Hua Yuan saw through at a glance.

Shen Qingli nodded honestly, and immediately wrote a few characters to ask for advice.

Seeing Shen Qingli seriously studying, Shen Kuo didn't linger any longer, got up and went to prepare dinner for her.

These past days, everything Shen Qingli ate was personally made by Shen Kuo.

He kept getting better at it, so not to mention Liu Meng and the two others, even Shen Qinci and his group are increasing in number.

After a few days, the only one missing was the elder cousin who had just left seclusion to see Shen Qingli and then immediately re-entered seclusion; all the other juniors have come.

Shen Duo and Shen Yuan even came to mooch meals, even though they no longer need to eat….

"This place is quite lively." Mister Hua Yuan looked at the Shen clan members coming and going outside, furrowed his brow slightly, "Isn't it hard to stay calm?"

"It's fine, there's a soundproof formation." Shen Qingli activated the soundproof formation; the outside clamor all dissipated, but she could still see Shen Qinci picking vegetables, Shen Qingmo chopping firewood, and Shen Duo helping to knead dough.

The whole family actually gave off a bustling feeling.

If we say, the Heavenly Star Sect was the first to give Shen Qingli a sense of fellow disciples.

Then the Changshui Shen clan truly gave her a sense of home.

Bloodline connected, hearts dependent on each other.

It's truly marvelous; she clearly returned less than ten days ago, yet she has completely integrated into this great clan.

"It's actually the first time I've seen such harmonious relations among family members." Mister Hua Yuan, also born into a great clan, although not as prestigious as the Nine Great Clans, still has considerable background; naturally he has witnessed the thin kinship within clans, the various right and wrongs of people fighting over interests until their heads break.

Therefore, even though he had long heard that the Changshui Shen clan shares weal and woe, Mister Hua Yuan never expected them to be of one heart so sincerely; aren't they not competing? Such a large clan, could there be no trace of interest conflict?

"The clan has a rule: if dissatisfied with something, report it immediately; the clan will re-evaluate, or let the conflicting parties directly settle it by hand-to-hand combat on the divine altar." Shen Qingli has witnessed one such duel; it was truly a fight to the death, beating each other until their heads broke.

But they are all cultivators; no matter how extreme the physical struggle, it will not be fatal, nor will it damage their foundations.

"Could there be no hidden grudges?" Mister Hua Yuan asked again.

"No, our clan is the phoenix; the cultivation method we practice requires us not to endure; if we endure, how can we progress further?"

"Then only the Changshui Shen clan can achieve such harmony." Mister Hua Yuan understood; other powers simply cannot learn it, due to their bloodline cultivation method.

"Come on, tell me, how did you obtain the *Cang Sheng Divine Canon*?"

"Mister..."

"My clan belongs to the Qingyun Realm; I once had the fortune to peruse it once; the divine script you just asked about comes solely from this canon."

Shen Qingli had no choice but to admit.

"Stick out your hand." Mister Hua Yuan held a ruler.

Shen Qingli rubbed her hands, "You really are going to hit me? Otherwise I'd rather go back."

"Stick out your hand." Mister Hua Yuan's tone was extremely stern, as if he utterly despised Shen Qingli's actions.

Shen Qingli had no choice but to stick out her hand, and was indeed struck hard! It hurt so much she could barely endure it; how could it hurt more than being whipped on the bones?

"You can even copy incorrectly!" Mister Hua Yuan exclaimed in frustration, "I wasted my effort treating you as the most perceptive student to teach!"

After saying that, another strike!

Shen Qingli hurt so much she truly rubbed her hands.

After ten strikes, Shen Qingli's hands swelled.

"If you copy wrong again, it won't be just ten strikes."

Mister Hua Yuan was convinced; even such important divine script can be copied incorrectly.

"The text carries the Dao; since you have obtained it, seen it, yet you copy it so carelessly!"

The angrier Mister Hua Yuan got, the more he almost struck again; Shen Qingli hurriedly presented the ancient text.

Mister Hua Yuan's attention was indeed drawn; he trembled as he held the ancient text, opening it preciously.

After a long while, he felt deeply moved, "The Young Lord Pei actually gave you this divine canon!"

Shen Qingli remained silent; giving it is impossible, after all if they gave it to her, she wouldn't want it, leading to endless entanglement.

"Mister, please keep this confidential." Shen Qingli reminded.

Her spatial ability "made a move"; no one would know that the Qingyun Realm treasures, including the divine canon, were stolen by her, and there is no evidence.

After verifying this grand feat, she also considered it confirmed; this demonic medical space is indeed sinister!

As long as she knows what the other party has, even if they hide it in their storage bags, a thought from her can pluck the peach.

Defying heaven!

Truly defying heaven!

Just don't know if there's an upper limit.

For example, if the other party's storage ring space has too strong a restriction, would she be unable to "take"?

Regardless, it's already extremely perverse now.

"I understand."

Mister Hua Yuan sighed, it must be that Pei-surnamed lad, lustful and muddled-minded, secretly sending it; otherwise how could no one know?

Well, that's fine—whether we get along with him or not, but he insists on giving, we can't do anything about it, right?

Master Huayuan lovingly continued to flip through the Divine Register; he had loved books all his life, and this level of ancient text — truly, he would gladly exchange his life for it!

"Upon hearing the Dao in the morning, one may die content in the evening." Master Huayuan grew more moved as he read, saying, "Indeed, indeed — the Divine Script truly varies but never departs from its source."

"Why don't you keep watch for a while?" Shen Qingli sensed someone approaching outside the formation; it was Shen Duo, likely with business.

"All right, you go ahead with your work; I'll teach you after I've grasped it." Master Huayuan didn't even glance at Shen Qingli, just waved his old hand, wishing he could immediately shut himself in the room to study.

He indeed did just that, already having gone into the side chamber.

Shen Duo then entered, saying, "A Li, the Fifth-generation Old Ancestor wishes to see you."

"The Fifth-generation Old Ancestor?" Shen Qingli exclaimed in surprise, "Great-great-great... grandfather?"

"Yes." Shen Duo sighed, "The Old Ancestor has lived over ten thousand years; by rights he should have surpassed the maximum lifespan a Mysterious Saint could attain, and everyone thought he had passed away."

Shen Qingli was even more surprised, "Did I disturb him?"

"Yes and no." Shen Duo kept them in suspense.

Only when she arrived before the Fifth-generation Old Ancestor did Shen Qingli learn the reason.

It turned out to be because of the Ancestor Phoenix; it turned out that the one she had awakened earlier, the one who had saved her — the "person" — was the Ancestor Phoenix!

"The Ancestor Phoenix actually exists and is still alive!" Shen Qingli could hardly contain the shock filling her heart and eyes.

The Fifth-generation Old Ancestor, aged and frail, slowly nodded; his eyes were so old they could hardly open, his whole body resembling an ancient piece of rotting wood that could crumble away at any moment.

"It's just because we're trapped in this tiny world." The Fifth-generation Old Ancestor hoarsely opened his mouth; his eyes suddenly opened, revealing a pair of azure pupils, clear as clean jade, without a trace of turbidity.

How beautiful! How spirited! How clear a pair of eyes!

But in that instant of eye contact, a vision appeared before Shen Qingli's eyes.

The Fifth-generation Old Ancestor transformed into an azure phoenix, yet was entangled and drained by countless black silk threads until its beautiful feathers fell, its body was sucked dry, leaving only a skeleton, still being consumed by black mist until not even a trace remained.