Chapter 1007: Old Mother Ying Shan
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Ying Shan City was one of the few grandest cities in the entire Southern Cloud Nation. It was vast and was also the hometown of the Ying Shan ancestral family.
Within the ancestral family, there was a lofty snow mountain. At the peak of this mountain were ten over houses. It was peaceful. This was the residence of the Ying Shan Clan ancestor, ‘Old Mother Ying Shan’.
“Ancestor.” An elder stood there respectfully.
Old Mother Ying Shan sat cross-legged on a huge rock looking down the enormous Ying Shan Clan mansion. She shook her head, saying: “That little fellow called Xue Ying has such a great innate talent. It’s a pity that he was forced to be given birth in just 15 short years. Otherwise, if he could be nurtured for several hundred more years, the bloodline in his body would likely be stronger. What a pity. Oh right, regarding that Chan Yu Yan Zhen which you reported earlier, were you able to confirm that she is the murderer?”
This white-haired ancestral family elder responded politely, “We have utilized the illusory realm array to bring her into an illusory realm. Any target would have to obediently answer the truth in the illusory realm. However, she said she wasn’t the murderer in the illusory realm and was framed by someone else.”
“Oh?” Old Mother Ying Shan’s face which was filled with wrinkles remained emotionless.
“There are two possibilities. One, she was indeed framed by someone else. Two, she should have altered part of her memories.” This ancestral family elder said, “Since her memories were wiped clean, there is no way we could investigate it.”
To the expert cultivators, it wasn’t difficult to wipe off one’s memories. But it would mean a complete loss of memories on one part. The target would even think that his memories after the alter were real.
“We have tried our best to check into other possible trails, yet all of them were cut. Other than a small section that we could not confirm, what we could investigate included evidence that was destroyed by Chan Yu Yan Zhen.” The ancestral family elder said, “Right now, since we do not have any evidence, we can only deduce that Chan Yu Yan Zhen had committed the act and altered her memories.”
“She is a disciple from the aristocratic clan. In order to kill her, we must have the evidence. Otherwise, we can only wait for the king to act.” The ancestral family elder said.
The disciples of an aristocratic clan had special rights.
The Southern Cloud Nation had its own laws. Aristocratic clan disciples could not be casually killed. Naturally, people like Marquis Ardent Fire and Old Mother Ying Shan who were conferred marquis and conferred king had greater power. They could kill the other party directly.
“This young fellow Ardent Fire has actually caused such a thing to happen in the Marquisdom that he governed.” Old Mother Ying Shan frowned.
That time, this marriage was personally asked for by Marquis Ardent Fire–the marriage with Chan Yu Clan.
One had to know there were only three female conferred kings within the Southern Cloud Nation. The relationship between Old Mother Ying Shan and the ancestor of Chan Yu Clan, ‘Granny Chan Yu’ was excellent; they were practically sisters. This marriage was even brought up by Old Mother Ying Shan to Granny Chan Yu.
“The discipline of Chan Yu Yan Zhen isn’t strict enough. Retract all her identity from the Marquisdom and expel her from the place.” Old Mother Ying Shan casually said.
Looking at this from the marriage and how she was the one that mentioned this to Granny Chan Yu, Old Mother Ying Shan would be merciful to the other party.
But after retracting her identity and expelling her from the Marquisdom meant that Chan Yu Yan Zhen would no longer be an aristocratic clan disciple. Even though she was a Unity realm with a fourth level power, she would still be a commoner. It was a minor matter for aristocratic clan disciples to kill her. She could also no longer be able to touch the territory, cavern-dwellings, shops and all resources under Ying Shan Lie Hu’s name.
“This is something that I personally prepared for that little fellow Xue Ying to nurture his bloodline. He should still have great potential, and whatever we can dig should be dug.” Old Mother Ying Shan threw out a storage wristband, “As for other resources and treasures, everything should be arranged according to the identity as a golden order disciple. Alright, hurry up and send it over.”
“Yes.” This elder acknowledged.
Old Mother Ying Shan’s eyes were filled with hope. This was the one with the strongest bloodline coming from the Ying Shan clan since the start. She harbored great hope for him. After all, only cultivators within a clan were truly united on the Realm Heart Great Land.
It was common for a clan to escape to another nation once they could no longer exist in the former nation they were in.
The Black Devil Four Nations were part of one of the six great ancient nations, ‘Summer Wind Ancient Nation’ during the early days. Over the long years, and after the consecutive Wars of the Ancient Nations, some clans decided to leave Summer Wind Ancient Nation and occupy a territory before building up their own nation. Some clans were even forced to escape because they offended someone, changing their loyalty to another nation.
Hence, when a genius popped up in a clan, the clan would definitely nurture him with all its strength. It would also nurture every single infant conscientiously. It was only due to the enormous size of the clan that made the existence of black sheeps unavoidable.
‘Let’s have a look when this little fellow Xue Ying reaches the Unity realm.’ Old Mother Ying Shan thought, ‘We would be able to deduce the potential of his bloodline through the period he takes to reach the Unity realm.’
“In the future, if you dare to take half a step into the Marquisdom, you will be killed immediately.”
Chan Yu Yan Zhen stood outside the gates to the Marquisdom in a daze. Her eyes were filled with despair. Ever since she joined the Ying Shan Clan, she was no longer a member of the Chan Yu Clan and was part of the Ying Shan Clan. Now that she was expelled from the Marquisdom, she would become a commoner from now on.
Everything was gone. No more.
“I did not do it. I really did not do it.” Chan Yu Yan Zhen muttered, “I am framed.”
She wiped and altered her own memories to escape from death punishment. Until now, she did not even recognize that she had been the one who committed the crime; she still believed she was framed.
Two males brought along several servants and protectors outside the Marquisdom entrance.
Chan Yu Yan Zhen looked over: “My son, I, I am really framed.”
“Mother, I and little brother know that you have been framed. But now, that Ying Shan Xue Ying is being doted by the entire Ying Shan Clan. Grandpa Marquis is also standing on his side, making that hybrid delighted. So what if his bloodline is strong? He might not become strong in the future. I’ll also become a conferred Marquis in the future and could kill him then to take revenge for you, mom.” The eldest son gritted his teeth. The second son was slightly quieter.
After all, the eldest son had long reached the Unity realm and also had a fourth level strength. He was qualified to mention these things. The second son remained at the Void God Origin Birth realm currently, and did not have the foundation.
“Mother, let me arrange a place for you to live in. Go go go, we can only endure it for now. Let’s see how the future of that hybrid will fare? He might even have to spend a long time before breaking through to the Unity realm.” The eldest son angrily said.
“Zhong Fu, I, I, ai… I am really framed. Whatever, let’s go. The whole Ying Shan Clan is currently doting on that Ying Shan Xue Ying.” Chan Yu Yan Zhen felt anger brewing in her heart, yet she was clear that she had to be much more vigilant since her identity as an aristocratic clan disciple was robbed.
Time passed. Xue Ying did not place that Chan Yu Yan Zhen in his eyes. After all, it was quite easy for him to reach the conferred king stage. His target was to become a Cosmos God.
Cultivation was still the most important for him.
In the blink of an eye, it had been 1,500 years later. During this cultivation, it was akin to ten days or half a month for mortals.
Within the Ardent Fire Marquisdom.
Xue Ying was currently seated in the courtyard on a beautiful spring day. He held onto a book and was feeling quite warm in his body: ‘This spiritual liquid sent over by this ancestor of Ying Shan Clan is extremely good in nurturing my bloodline. The concentration of this void bloodline of mine has become several dozen times denser now, allowing me to cultivate more easily.’
It was primarily due to his bloodline being too diluted previously. Furthermore, under normal circumstances, there was no point nurturing someone with such a diluted bloodline.
The ‘void’ in the Realm Heart Great Land and the ‘void’ in the primal chaos void had many similarities. Cultivation naturally became much easier. The soul at the Void God level had quickened the pace of Xue Ying’s cultivation as compared to when he was in the womb. Furthermore, he even had the void bloodline aiding him, and also “Southern Cloud 12 Sacred Styles”. In reality, Xue Ying had cultivated the “Southern Cloud 12 Sacred Styles” to the third style during these 1,500 years, acquiring a fifth level strength which he had in the past.
Such strength naturally allowed him to awaken and step into the Unity realm.
‘No rush no rush.’
‘Even though I want to sculpt myself as an absolute talent, even though there was the situation of ‘being forced into this world prematurely’, reaching the Unity realm in just 1,000 years or so is too fast. Mn, it’ll be better for me to break through when it is closer to 10,000 years.’ Xue Ying contemplated, ‘8,000 years it is!’
He had seen through many different books and had planned for himself according to some examples of other absolute talents.
He did not want to become too dazzling. It might just cause undue suspicions on him as ‘someone who reincarnated’, resulting in a powerful expert to come and check through his memories using the illusory realm.
“My son, my son.”
A loud shout came from outside. One could see a male filled with smile rushing over. He seemed passionate and joyous.
Xue Ying subconsciously grabbed his head.
Oh my gawd! This father of his, ‘Ying Shan Lie Hu’, was truly something.