CapĂtulo 2104: Chapter 2103: The Ancestor Returns, Old Friends Farewell at Yellow Crane Tower
At that moment, Xu Zimei exuded an unparalleled majesty. Even though he didnât release any overwhelming presence, just standing there made others involuntarily admire his heroic figure.
Xu Zimeiâs appearance seemed somewhat familiar, but Guan Wumian couldnât immediately recall where heâd seen him before.
âItâs late at night, may I ask what brings you here?â
Logically, these people entering the True Martial Holy Sect without permission should be apprehended completely.
However, Guan Wumian felt that their strength was not ordinary.
To be able to silently enter under the current tight security of the True Martial Holy Sect, their abilities clearly werenât something ordinary people could achieve.
Moreover, the fact that they found his son without threatening him indicated that they likely bore no ill will.
Thus, instead of taking rash actions, Guan Wumian decided it would be best to understand the situation clearly first.
âWe have come for the current predicament of the True Martial Holy Sect,â said Lin Ruhu.
âHow should I address you?â Guan Wumian asked.
Regardless, it was important to determine whether they were friend or foe.
âYou youngsters, when we were in the True Martial Holy Sect, you probably werenât even born yet.
My name is Lin Ruhu, you can check the historical records of the True Martial Holy Sect.â
Upon hearing this name, Guan Wumian pondered deeply.
The True Martial Holy Sect has existed for countless years, with numerous ancestors appearing during this time, but only a few have truly become famous across the Yuan Central Continent.
Hearing Lin Ruhu speak with such confidence, Guan Wumian immediately dismissed some of the less famous ancestors.
The first batch of renowned ancestors of the True Martial Holy Sect naturally started from the Ancestor True Martial Great Emperor. Besides him, there were the War Generals who accompanied him and bore the Destiny along the way.
Afterward, there were the Great Emperor of the Three Blades, Empress Hongtian, and the Divine Travel Great Emperor, with the Eternal Ancient Great Emperor being somewhat special.
He didnât leave behind many War Generals; it was said that his only War General followed him to the world above.
Ascending together, that personâs name seemed to beâŠ
As that name suddenly resurfaced in his mind, Guan Wumian almost blurted out a âDamnâ aloud.
Lin Ruhu, wasnât he the only War General of the Eternal Ancient Great Emperor who ascended with him?
How could he appear again in the True Martial Holy Sect?
Since ancient times, it was unheard of for ascended Great Emperors to return to the Yuan Central Continent.
It was said that the two realms didnât communicate; one could only ascend, but not return. Otherwise, chaos would ensue across the Yuan Central Continent.
âYou⊠are you truly the predecessor,â Guan Wumian asked, his voice trembling.
Before he could finish saying âyou,â he hurriedly addressed him with reverence.
âYoung man, why would I deceive you,â Lin Ruhu said with a faint smile.
At this moment, Xu Zimei moved.
He stepped into the Emperorâs Tomb. This true form of the Emperorâs Tomb had been sculpted over countless years.
Standing before his own true form, if one looked closely, they would notice a faint golden power of faith on top.
The power of faith he felt was transmitted from this.
The descendants of the True Martial Holy Sect worshipping the ancestors, that was naturally faith.
Standing in front of the statue at this moment, Guan Wumian felt like his head was about to explode.
He looked at Xu Zimei and then at the statue.
The two were exactly the same.
He finally understood the feeling of unfamiliarity with familiarity heâd felt before.
The unfamiliarity was because he had indeed never seen Xu Zimei, but the familiarity was because he often worshiped the true form of the ancestorâs statue.
âYou⊠ancestor⊠ancestor,â Guan Wumian quickly kneeled down.
He felt like he had countless words to say, but when the moment arrived, his mind seemed to freeze, and he couldnât utter a single coherent sentence.
The Eternal Ancient Great Emperor had returned with his War General.
âDamn, damn!â
Having lived for hundreds of years, Guan Wumian had never felt like today, it was hard to describe his emotions with words.
He looked up at Xu Zimei, prostrating on the ground, hoping to bask in the ancestorâs glory.
âStand up,â Xu Zimei waved his hand, and an invisible force lifted Guan Wumian up.
âAfter I left, how are my parents?â Xu Zimei asked.
Guan Wumian quickly replied, âAfter the ancestor bore the Destiny, it was originally the Sect Masterâs intention to step down.
But the ancestorâs father wasnât interested in the position of Sect Master.
In the second year after the ancestor ascended, your parents left the True Martial Holy Sect, seeking a secluded paradise to live in.â
Hearing this, Xu Zimei smiled.
It was indeed like his fatherâs style.
Once a child grows up, like a bird being set free, it should be allowed its freedom.
For parents, feeling at ease, finding a place to live together seems right too.
In reality, Xu Zimei understood that by this time, his parents had probably passed away.
Where they were buried, no one likely knew.
He sighed; for the strong to live eternally and watch those around them leave one by one, wasnât that also a form of torment?
âAncestor, regarding the True Martial Holy Sectâs mattersâŠâ
âI know, this matter started because of the Sect Masterâs son,â Xu Zimei replied.
âBut regardless, since Iâm here, I must remind the world.â
âAncestor, how do you plan to handle it?â Guan Wumian asked cautiously.
The appearance of the Eternal Ancient Great Emperor made Guan Wumian feel entirely assured.
No matter how formidable he was as a World Immortal, he hadnât borne the Destiny yet. Yet their ancestor had become a Great Emperor many years ago and now he was at a completely unknown level.
How could that compare to a World Immortal?
For their own Great Emperor, the True Martial Holy Sect held absolute faith and reverence.
âDo you wish to become the Sect Master?â Xu Zimei suddenly asked.
This question caught Guan Wumian off guard for a moment, and he chuckled, âIt would be insincere to say I donât, but the current Sect Master Chu is still in power.â
âFor his sonâs selfish desires, he nearly doomed the entire sect. Do you think heâs qualified to continue as Sect Master?â Xu Zimei asked.
âIf the ancestor wishes for me to become the Sect Master, I shall ensure the sect is well-managed and strive to lead it back to its former glory,â Guan Wumian quickly pledged.
He was expressing his loyalty.
Xu Zimei, however, remained calm.
âIn truth, it doesnât matter who becomes the Sect Master of the True Martial Holy Sect, but you must understand one thing.
This time I intervened, perhaps our fate is over. Should the True Martial Holy Sect face another crisis, it may be beyond redemption.â
âAncestor, should I inform the rest of the sect?â Guan Wumian nodded, quickly asking.
âThereâs no need, nor is it necessary to cause such a commotion. Iâm rather interested to see how Chu Yishan will handle this matter,â Xu Zimei stated.
âAnd when is the agreed battle with the World Immortal?â
âThe day after tomorrow,â Guan Wumian quickly replied.
âIn these past few days, eight forces have begun converging on the True Martial Holy Sect, likely intending to eliminate us entirely, leaving no survivors.â
âLet them come,â Xu Zimei said.
âBy the way, your son has already been taken in as my disciple. Let him stay with me for the next few days,â Lin Ruhu said nearby.
Upon hearing this, Guan Wumian became even more excited.
âVery well, very well!â