Chapter 194 It's him!

"Who is this Ancestral Master you mentioned?"

"I don't know either. Master never revealed the Ancestral Master's name to us, only saying that the Ancestral Master's dharma name was Great True Lord Xuanyi. We only need to address him as Ancestral Master Great True Lord Xuanyi."

"Ancestral Master Great True Lord Xuanyi..." Ye Qingmei and Jia He couldn't help but murmur, repeating the name.

As the words fell, they felt as if some unseen existence from the void was watching them.

Jia He didn't think much of it, but Ye Qingmei thought more deeply. The Maoshan Sect's generation system hadn't even completed a full cycle yet; the 'Xuan' generation was from who knows how many generations ago.

It must have been a Maoshan Ancestral Master from at least a thousand years ago to start with the 'Xuan' generation!

But how could this be possible?

A Maoshan Ancestral Master who has lived for over a thousand years? Why does that sound so bizarre?

Ye Qingmei was still in a daze up to this point.

It was like someone suddenly telling you that you won a five-million-dollar jackpot, but the key is that you never even bought a lottery ticket!

So, a normal person's subconscious reaction would be disbelief.

But after the initial shock, Ye Qingmei began to gradually believe it.

Because if it were fake, the elders of the Maoshan Sect would have noticed.

At the very least, even if her grandfather, Ye Shouzhen, couldn't tell, the Sect Head certainly wouldn't fail to notice.

After all, the Sect Head had already reached that legendary Realm; even in China, and indeed the whole world, they were among the very top few.

So, is it true that a Maoshan Old Ancestor actually crawled out of the grave?

Ye Qingmei pictured a scene where an old man with tattered clothes and white hair crawled out of a grave and then shook the world with his power.

Hmm, that's a bit of an eyesore...

Meanwhile, seeing that her Senior Sister Ye Qingmei had not yet recovered, and thinking that since so many people were about to know the Ancestral Master's identity, there was probably no point in him hiding it any longer.

So, after hesitating for a moment, he said, "Senior Sister, I might know this Ancestral Master."

"You know him?" Ye Qingmei was even more surprised. How could Jia He know him?

He spent his days either at the 749 Bureau, on Maoshan, or by her side. Apart from going to the island nation with that somewhat annoying guy a while ago, he had almost never been out of her sight.

How did she not know when Jia He had met the Maoshan Ancestral Master?

"That's right, and you might know him too."

"Me? How could I possibly know such a figure? I'm not an ancient person; if I were, I would have turned into a pile of dry bones by now." Ye Qingmei rolled her eyes, feeling that this guy was speaking more and more nonsense.

And he says I know him too. The people I know are limited, and as for those related to the Maoshan Sect, other than the members of the Maoshan Sect, there are very few.

It couldn't possibly be that guy, could it? That he is the Maoshan Sect Ancestral Master!

This thought flashed through Ye Qingmei's mind and was immediately discarded. In her impression, she had never associated Jiang Chen with the image of the Maoshan Ancestral Master.

Seeing his Senior Sister's incredulous expression, Jia He felt a bit helpless. If he were to say that the Maoshan Sect Ancestral Master might be Jiang Chen, his Senior Sister would probably scoff even more.

It was better not to say anything for now. When his Senior Sister saw it with her own eyes, she would know.

Besides, perhaps this so-called Maoshan Ancestral Master really wasn't the person he thought he was, and he might end up embarrassing himself.

"In that case, can we also go and listen to the Ancestral Master preach the Dao?"

"This..." The Disciple hesitated for just a moment, but Jia He suddenly widened his eyes and said aggressively, "What, Junior Brother Jiayu, is it not allowed? Hmm?"

Seeing Jia He's expression, the Disciple swallowed hard and nodded through gritted teeth.

"Then, Senior Sister, Senior Brother Jia He, please follow me."

Anyway, Master didn't say he couldn't bring Senior Sister Ye over, so bringing her shouldn't be a violation of the rules, right?

Thus, the Disciple led Ye Qingmei and the other two towards the Ascension Platform. Along the way, they could see Disciples constantly rushing in that direction.

And everyone had an excited expression on their face, as if they were on a pilgrimage.

By the time they were about to arrive, they could already see from afar that many Disciples were sitting on the ground in the open area below the Ascension Platform. None of the Disciples were whispering, laughing, or cursing; each one was either solemn, deep in thought with lowered brows, or completely mesmerized.

As they walked closer, Ye Qingmei saw that in front of the Disciples, all the older generation figures of the Maoshan Sect, as well as the Sect Head and several Seniors who had been in seclusion, were also sitting quietly on the ground.

Their faces often showed expressions of sudden realization, followed by confusion of partial understanding, much like when listening to a teacher in childhood, fearing they might miss even a tiny bit of content.

Walking even closer, Ye Qingmei could hear a faint voice drifting down from the Ascension Platform into her ears.

Her steps faltered, not for any other reason, but because she suddenly felt that this voice sounded oddly familiar.

Jia He was extremely excited, wishing he could dance and loudly tell everyone that he had fought side by side with the Ancestral Master in the island nation, entering and leaving the island nation's shrine three times, and had even almost led the Ancestral Master by half a body length!

The Disciple saw both of them suddenly stop and was a bit puzzled, but didn't pay much attention.

Instead, he turned and ran towards the bottom of the Ascension Platform, then found a good spot and sat down directly.

"The Nether Palace forms brilliance, the inner store is clear and bright, refining appearance and solidifying marrow, returning white to green, the spirit transforms and emerges from within, the scenery ascends to the Purple Court..."

Jiang Chen's voice drifted slowly down from the Ascension Platform. It wasn't loud, but it could clearly reach everyone's ears.

He stood with his back to the sun, as if the sun itself had become his dharma image.

The shock and disbelief in Ye Qingmei's heart were hard to describe in words.

After pausing for a moment, she stepped forward, as determined as if she were going to her martyrdom.

When she got closer, the voice became clearer and even more familiar.

She didn't want to be so rude, but she couldn't suppress her desire to investigate and the palpitations in her heart. So, hardening her heart, she cast her gaze directly onto the Ascension Platform, toward that lofty figure that seemed not to be of this world.

After seeing that figure clearly, her pupils suddenly constricted, and then rapidly dilated.

It's him! It really is him! How could it be him?!

He is actually the Maoshan Ancestral Master?!

For a moment, Ye Qingmei's inner thoughts overwhelmed her like a surging ocean.

She couldn't think about anything else at this moment, only constantly thinking about how Jiang Chen had always said he was a member of the Maoshan Sect.

And she had mocked and made things difficult for him in every possible way. Thinking of this, Ye Qingmei felt as if her whole body was drowning in water, making her feel so suffocated that she could barely breathe.