11: The 18th Ancestor of the Su Family
The Su Family was vast, like a Holy Land, divided into several branches.
Su Xuan, without a doubt, belonged to the strongest branch, but among the other branches, there was no lack of exceptionally talented individuals.
For example, Su Mo, who was below, was a Pride of the Heavens from a branch of the Su Family.
He had awakened the Lightning Body, a Physique ranked among the top one hundred of the three thousand Physiques.
When he attacked, he was as fast as lightning, leaving no trace, which was quite extraordinary.
At this moment, Su Mo was staring gloomily at the figure rapidly streaking across the sky.
His eyes flashed with dissatisfaction, unwillingness, and hatred.
He came from a branch Family and believed his talent was no weaker than Su Xuan's.
He just hadn't received the same resource allocation as Su Xuan.
That was why he had not yet broken through to the Hualong (Dragon Transformation) realm.
If he were given the same resources as Su Xuan, he would definitely reach the same heights as Su Xuan.
He might even crush Su Xuan!
Therefore, in his heart,
he had always been unconvinced by Su Xuan.
“Su Xuan is nothing special. If I had the same resources, I wouldn't be weaker than him.”
Su Mo murmured.
“Su Mo, what are you saying? What isn't weaker?”
Beside Su Mo, a beautiful woman asked curiously.
The woman was called Su Linger, also from a branch of the Su Family; her talent wasn't exceptional, but it wasn't bad either.
She was also a fan of Su Xuan.
“No, nothing.”
Su Mo felt a pang of guilt when asked and replied.
In his heart, he actually harbored affection for Su Linger.
But he also knew that she didn't like him; instead, she liked... Su Xuan.
Looking at the young girl before him, Su Mo's heart stirred.
“Hehe, now that Su Xuan is married, Ling'er has finally given up on Su Xuan.
Now, it should be my turn, right?”
“Ling'er, let's also go to the Ancestral Temple to take a look. The Secret Realm there is about to open.”
Within the Su Family Ancestral Temple, there was a Secret Realm where cultivating for one day was equivalent to two days outside.
However, that Secret Realm only opened to the public once a month.
And Su Xuan, on the other hand, could Cultivate inside without restrictions.
This was also one of the reasons Su Mo felt dissatisfied with Su Xuan.
“Alright, I was just thinking of going to see Lord Shao Di; he seems to have become even more handsome…”
Su Mo: “……”
Su Xuan quickly arrived at the Su Family Ancestral Temple.
The so-called Ancestral Temple was actually a mountain.
Within this mountain, there were Old Ancestors who had passed away and rested here.
Some Old Ancestors had buried themselves, extending their lives with sacred medicine, waiting to emerge when the Su Family faced a great calamity.
These old fellows were the true foundation of the Su Family.
There were also Su Family Old Ancestors in secluded cultivation, far from worldly affairs, seeking peace.
Arriving before the mountain, Su Xuan called out softly, “Eighteenth Ancestor, I’m here. Please come out.”
“Hehe, Su Xuan, you’re finally here. How is it? Did you bring me what I asked for?”
As soon as Su Xuan finished speaking, a light immediately shone from within the mountain.
Then, that light swiftly shot out, arriving before Su Xuan.
As the light receded, an old man with a white beard and a whisk came into view.
The old man was dressed in white, extremely ethereal, truly possessing an immortal and scholarly demeanor.
This person was the one who had guided Su Xuan's cultivation ever since his birth.
He was also the Eighteenth Ancestor of the Su Family, his cultivation realm long since having reached an unknown level.
However, Su Xuan knew that this Old Ancestor was at least a being above the Great Saint!
Such a terrifying figure, once he emerged, the entire Northern Region would tremble!
“Haha, of course, Eighteenth Ancestor, I promised you.”
Saying this, Su Xuan took out a gourd from his spatial ring and handed it to the old man.
The Eighteenth Ancestor waved the whisk in his hand, chuckled, and took the wine gourd from Su Xuan. He opened it, and immediately, a rich aroma of wine filled the entire space.
Gulp, gulp, gulp...
The smile on the Eighteenth Ancestor’s face grew wider as he raised the gourd and took a big swig.
“Hahaha! Good, good wine! There truly is good wine in the Grotto-Heaven Secret Realm!”
The Eighteenth Ancestor beamed with joy, like a child.
“Eighteenth Ancestor, I didn’t lie to you, did I? I told you I’d bring you wine, and I did.”
Seeing the Eighteenth Ancestor like this, Su Xuan was long accustomed to it.
His Eighteenth Ancestor was good in every way, except he was addicted to alcohol.
And he himself, to maintain his dignity, felt embarrassed to ask the Family for wine.
Thus, he had asked Su Xuan countless times to get him wine.
Moreover, this fellow's demands grew higher with each drink.
By now, ordinary wine no longer satisfied him.
He always made Su Xuan go to places he mentioned to get him wine.
“Eighteenth Ancestor, I’m returning to the Holy Land tomorrow. I came today mainly because I have some questions about the Great Emperor scripture that I’d like to ask you.”
Su Xuan said with a smile.
“Oh? You still need my guidance?”
The Eighteenth Ancestor seemed a little surprised. He waved his whisk, appeared in front of Su Xuan, and looked at him with a chuckle.
“Tell me, what don’t you understand? I’ll teach you.”
In his memory, Su Xuan’s cultivation talent and comprehension of Cultivation Techniques were both incredibly strong, as if he didn't need his guidance at all...
“Well… it’s that the Great Emperor scripture is incomplete. After Hualong (Dragon Transformation), I clearly feel that this path is somewhat impassable.”
“Impassable? If it’s impassable, then that’s right. If you could walk this path, you would truly be defying the heavens.”
The Eighteenth Ancestor seemed to have thought of something, and a glint of light burst forth from his cloudy eyes. He said,
“There is a most important concept in the incomplete Great Emperor scripture left by the Su Family Great Emperor that I have never told you.”
The Eighteenth Ancestor looked at Su Xuan, his expression complex.
The Su Family Great Emperor was incredibly talented, but the Great Emperor scripture he left behind had not yet been perfected.
Originally, he did not intend for Su Xuan to Cultivate the Great Emperor scripture; a Saint scripture would have been enough for Su Xuan to reach the Saint King realm, and it would not have been too late to consider cultivating the Great Emperor scripture then.
But the young Su Xuan was incredibly stubborn, determined to Cultivate the Great Emperor scripture, and no one could dissuade him.
Therefore, everyone could only let him Cultivate the Great Emperor scripture.
And this cultivation lasted for eighteen years.
“What?”
Su Xuan asked curiously.
“Using oneself as a seed.”
The Eighteenth Ancestor slowly uttered four words.
“Using oneself as a seed? What does that mean?”
Doubt flashed in Su Xuan’s eyes as he asked.
“Using oneself as a seed means taking oneself as the Dao created by heaven and earth, not borrowing from the Laws of heaven and earth, nor using other vessels, firmly believing that one is the strongest!”
“This path, from ancient times to the present, no one has truly walked through it yet.”