191: Chapter 191 A Thousand Years of Faith, Bloodline Returns to the Source!

Su Jingan and Lin Wanqiu shrank by the secret room's entrance, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Looking at the ancestral memorial tablets covering the desk, and then looking at the three-year-old son standing there, they felt their worldview had been completely upended.

However,

Su Yu ignored Ancestor Su Lie's questioning.

He stood before that stone desk, quietly gazing at the few memorial tablets in the first row.

His gaze fell upon the one that read "Tablet of the Deceased Mother, Taiyin Saintess Mu Qingxue".

Then it fell upon the one that read "Tablet of the Deceased Elder Sister, Su Family's Eldest Daughter Ziyue".

Upon the toddler's three-year-old face, an extreme sense of vicissitudes and desolation that utterly did not belong to this age abruptly emerged.

Su Yu extended his tender little hand and extremely gently stroked the cinnabar characters on the memorial tablets that had oxidized into black.

"You all have guarded this very well."

Su Yu suddenly spoke up.

His voice echoed in the dead-silent secret room, carrying a long sigh that pierced through a millennium of time.

"A millennium ago, Zizhu Peak of the Yuheng Mountain Range."

"Patriarch Tailing of the Taixu Immortal Palace, Xuanbing Toad Ancestor, Lord of the Nether Palace, Medicine Venerable of Nine Turns..."

Su Yu closed his eyes and, extremely slowly and rigidly, read out the names of these supreme giants that once made the Hunyuan Heavenly Domain tremble, one after another.

"Thirteen Mahayana Stage masters playing chess, and eight hundred Body Integration suicide squads launching an encirclement and suppression."

"In order not to implicate the Family, and also to cut off any excuses for powerful enemies to root out the weeds and eliminate the roots."

Su Yu turned around, his deep black eyes staring straight at the stiffened Ancestor Su Lie.

"I fought my way out of Zizhu Peak all alone."

"Along the way, I was forced before the Wenxin River in the Land of Fallen Immortals, pierced through my vital points by nine soul-fixing prison-suppressing nails, and suffered the most extreme tortures in this world."

"In the end, taking my Dao Heart as a guide and borrowing the Heavenly Dao thunder pool to mete out punishment on behalf of Heaven, I managed to strike down that mob of thieves who usurped the nation."

Su Yu's voice was not loud, but every single word was like a ten-thousand-ton heavy hammer, fiercely smashing against the hearts of Ancestor Su Lie and Su Jingan!

"You... how could you possibly know about these?!"

Ancestor Su Lie's eyes were almost splitting open from staring so hard, his breathing completely stagnated, and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

These secrets were the absolute core and untouchable absolute top secrets of the Qianlong Su Family!

Let alone outside Cultivators.

Even those ordinary collateral descendants within the Su Family today fundamentally did not know the true inside story of the Zizhu Peak bloody disaster a millennium ago, nor did they know what kind of terrifying level the enemies back then were actually at!

Only each generation's head of the Su Family, through the word-of-mouth absolute top-secret deathbed instructions, could know this history dripping with blood!

How could this three-year-old child, this so-called Old Monster of Possession, speak of such heaven-shaking secret hearsay with such clarity and minute detail, as if he had experienced it personally?!

Su Yu ignored Ancestor Su Lie's shock.

He raised his head, looking at the dim dome of the secret room, his thoughts seeming to return once more to that bloody night.

"The night I left."

Su Yu's tone turned extremely distant, carrying a gentleness and resolution that struck straight at the Soul.

"Qingxue sat on the stone steps of Zizhu Peak's backyard and asked me."

"'If there is an afterlife, will we still meet each other?' "

Hearing these words, a loud boom sounded in Ancestor Su Lie's mind, as if something had completely exploded!

He clutched his chest tightly, his Nascent Soul violently vibrating.

That set of deathbed instructions...

That final testament left by the first-generation escaped Old Ancestor Su Yuan (the Supreme Old Ancestor of Ancestor Su Lie's lineage) to his descendants while coughing up his heart's blood before his death!

Su Yu looked at Ancestor Su Lie, spitting out those two words syllable by syllable.

"I told her."

"Wait for me."

"Wait for me!!!"

The instant those two words fell,

the air in the secret room seemed to freeze completely.

All the color drained completely from Ancestor Su Lie's aged face.

He opened his mouth like a dehydrated fish, staring fixedly at Su Yu, his whole body trembling like a fallen leaf in a violent gale.

Wait for me.

To outsiders, these two words were merely a weightless promise.

But to the remaining lineage of the Qianlong Su Family,

this was the sole, indelible absolute faith that supported them in surviving through a full millennium of being hunted by powerful enemies in bitter, cold lands like the Beicang Plain, hiding their identities, and enduring endless humiliation while lingering on their last breaths in the endless darkness!

"The Old Ancestor will return one day."

This was a myth carved deep within the Su Family ancestral hall.

Generation after generation, they waited, waiting for that Old Ancestor who could make Heaven and Earth change color and protect them from being bullied again, to fulfill that promise he made back then.

Ancestor Su Lie dropped with a thud, heavily kneeling onto the cold stone slabs.

But he still retained a final trace of rationality.

There were too many bizarre secret arts of Soul-searching and Soul-snatching in the cultivation world; what if some Old Monster had dug up the corpse of the Su Family's ancestor and searched out this memory?

"You... just who are you..." Ancestor Su Lie's voice cracked shrilly.

Su Yu looked at him without any nonsense.

He slowly closed his eyes.

Deepest within the Sea of Consciousness, the Classic of a Hundred Reincarnations Defying Fate, which bore his five lifetimes of Reincarnation, trembled slightly at this moment.

"Hum—"

A trace of extremely pure "true spirit aura"—devoid of any magical power fluctuations, yet containing an aura superior to this realm and belonging solely to Su Yu's Origin—overflowed from the center of his brow.

This trace of aura had nothing to do with cultivation base.

What it represented was the deepest, most primordial Origin brand of the Qianlong Su Family's Bloodline!

The instant this trace of true spirit aura diffused throughout the secret room,

Ancestor Su Lie kneeling on the ground, as well as Su Jingan and Lin Wanqiu at the entrance,

the Su Family blood flowing within their bodies uncontrollably and violently boiled!

That was a surrender and closeness stemming from Bloodline instinct that was utterly impossible to resist.

It was like a wanderer who had drifted for a millennium finally returning to the embrace of their hometown; it was like a withered branch reconnecting with its deepest roots!

Impossible to forge! Absolutely impossible to forge!

This kind of resonance originating from the deepest depths of Bloodline and Soul was something even a Mahayana Stage giant could never fabricate out of thin air!

Worldviews.

At this moment, they were thoroughly and completely shattered.

Ancestor Su Lie's psychological defense line collapsed with a roar.

He looked at the toddler before him, who was only three years old yet seemed to bear the vicissitudes of ages.

A millennium of grievance, the despair of the Family's decline, the fear of being annihilated at any moment...

The moment this true spirit aura was confirmed, it turned into a breached flood.

"Old Ancestor...!!!"

This Nascent Soul Stage Old Ancestor who had lived for thousands of years and bled without shedding tears was currently crying like a wronged child.

Scrambling and crawling, he threw himself at Su Yu's feet, pressing his forehead tightly against Su Yu's little shoe uppers as he wailed bitterly.

"You have returned... You have really returned!"

"Your grandson is incompetent! Your grandson could not protect the Su Family's foundation, nor could he protect the memorial tablets in this ancestral hall! Your grandson is guilty!"

Su Jingan and Lin Wanqiu, standing at the entrance, felt their minds go completely blank at this moment.

The flesh-and-blood child they held in their arms who had almost been pinched to death by the Zhao Family was actually the Reincarnation of the founding Old Ancestor of the Family, praised like a god for a millennium?!

Extreme shock and wild joy intertwined.

The couple knelt down in unison, kowtowing heavily as hot tears streamed down.

"Unfilial descendant Su Jingan pays respects to the Old Ancestor!"

"Wanqiu... pays respects to the Old Ancestor!"

Inside the secret room, weeping was incessant.

A millennium of displacement and wandering finally welcomed a true return to the ancestral clan amidst these kowtows dripping with blood.

Su Yu stood quietly, letting them vent their emotions.

Until Ancestor Su Lie's throat became hoarse from crying.

Only then did Su Yu extend his tender little hand, extremely steadily helping Ancestor Su Lie up from the ground.

"If you've cried enough, stand straight and speak."

Su Yu's tone did not immerse itself in the tragic sentimentality of the reunion, but instead revealed an extreme rationality and ruthlessness.

"My return through re-cultivation is indeed the fortune of the Su Family."

"But you better pull your skin tight!"

Su Yu's gaze was like a knife, sweeping across the three of them, his voice so ice-cold that it lacked a trace of warmth.

"That blood debt from a millennium ago has not yet been settled."

"Those Mahayana Old Monsters and Tribulation Supremes who want to seize my Luck, not only did they not die, but they are living even better than before."

"If my identity of reincarnating and re-cultivating, or even the slightest bit of news showing my Heaven-Defying Aptitude, leaks out by half a word—"

Su Yu said word by word.

"Without needing the Taixu Immortal Palace to act personally, in The Great World there are plenty of Old Monsters who want to take my fortune heaven-surpassing treasure to ingratiate themselves with those giants."

"They will be like a school of sharks smelling blood, crossing tens of millions of li, and with a single slap smash this Hanyan City, along with everyone's ashes, completely clean!"

"Do you want to experience the tragedy of Zizhu Peak all over again?!"

This warning, severe to the extreme, was like a basin of ten-thousand-year-old ice water, instantly extinguishing the wild joy in the hearts of Ancestor Su Lie and the others.

That's right!

Just how unprovokable were the supreme giants who were the Old Ancestor's enemies back then!

Their current remaining lineage even had problems just protecting themselves; if they exposed the Old Ancestor's existence, it would definitely be a hopeless death trap of eternal damnation!

"Old Ancestor, calm your anger!"

Ancestor Su Lie shuddered all over, instantly waking up, a flash of extremely seasoned resolution passing through his eyes.

He abruptly turned around, staring fixedly at the Su Jingan couple.

"Today's events must rot in the bellies of the three of us! If anyone dares to leak half a sentence outward regarding the Old Ancestor's abnormalities, I will execute him with my own hands!"

Su Jingan and Lin Wanqiu kowtowed repeatedly: "Even in death, we dare not leak a single word!"

Su Yu nodded slightly, only then withdrawing the cold gleam from the depths of his eyes.

He walked over to that stone desk.

Ancestor Su Lie was currently trembling with both hands, lifting from a secret storage compartment deep within his bosom a fragmented Jade Slip that was almost weathered and stained with dried black blood.

That was the blood-written testament recorded by the eldest daughter Su Ziyue with her broken nails at the very last moment of her life back then.

It was the sole sacred relic when this collateral branch lingered on its last breaths in the Beicang Plain.

Ancestor Su Lie held the Jade Slip, weeping uncontrollably.

Su Yu quietly looked at that fragmented Jade Slip, an indescribable complexity flashing within his abyss-like eyes.

He did not reach out to take it.

He merely turned around extremely naturally, concealing his small back into the dim recesses of the secret room.

Su Yu's gaze penetrated the thick stone walls of the ancestral hall, looking toward the direction of the Su Family's back mountain.

"Those old dogs, the debts they owe the Su Family, I will collect them back one by one."

Su Yu set the tone extremely ruthlessly in his heart.

"But right now."

"We must first go into dormancy."

"Use this unprecedented true yuan of the thirteenth layer of Qi Condensation to set down the most perfect foundation."

Su Yu clenched his fists slightly, feeling the Chaos Dao Body within his body surging to the absolute extreme due to absorbing the power of the Classic of a Hundred Reincarnations Defying Fate.

"Pass my words down."

Su Yu's voice was chilling and cold, echoing in the secret room.

"Externally, just say that Zhao Tianba was heavily injured and frightened away by the Old Ancestor burning Lifespan and secretly deploying a trump card."

"Seal off the news and close the mountain gates."

"I am going into seclusion."

"Prepare to impact Foundation Establishment!"

"Old Ancestor!"

Ancestor Su Lie hurried to catch up, his hunched waist and back unexpectedly straightening completely at this moment. With both hands, he held a jade box emitting misty treasured light, handing it to Su Yu with extreme respect.

"Since the Old Ancestor wants to impact Foundation Establishment, your grandson knows deeply that ordinary Medicinal Pills will only vainly pollute your supreme Dao foundation! Therefore, your grandson has already ordered the clearing of Hualong Spring, the Spiritual Vein source with the most abundant Spiritual Qi in the back mountain, and activated the highest-level Grade 3 Spirit-Gathering Array to protect you!"

"Within this jade box is even the last drop of the Myriad-Year Primordial Spirit Marrow treasured by the Family for a millennium! With this purest Heaven and Earth Origin Qi, it will surely assist the Old Ancestor in perfectly guiding Heaven and Earth Law and recasting the Heavenly Dao foundation!"

Ancestor Su Lie's tone was passionate, even revealing a trace of extremely fanatical ingratiation.

In his view, the Old Ancestor's Reincarnation and re-cultivation would inevitably follow the supreme path of Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment.

Since it was Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment, naturally he would look down on vulgar objects; only this purest Spiritual Vein Origin and spirit marrow were worthy of the Old Ancestor's grandeur.

However, Su Yu's gaze merely swept across the jade box extremely casually, without even lifting a hand.

"Put it away."

The tender voice, however, leaked a supreme, unquestionable majesty.

"Spiritual Veins, spirit marrows, and even the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, to me right now, are all shackles and of no use whatsoever."

As soon as these words were spoken, the three of them were stunned.

Not using spirit marrow? Not even wanting Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi?!

How could this be possible!

In the ironclad rules of the cultivation world, even for the most noble Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment, after comprehending the Law, one must draw in massive external Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi as a filler, forcefully compressing the gaseous spiritual power within the body into liquid true yuan!

Without borrowing external objects or absorbing Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, are they supposed to conjure water out of thin air in the Qi Sea?

"As for that Hualong Spring..."

Su Yu raised his head, his gaze crossing the layered courtyards of the Su Family, looking toward an extremely remote and dead-silent corner of the back mountain.

That was a precipice completely covered by overgrown weeds and withered wood.

"I remember back then I set a rule at Zizhu Peak that any Family disciples who committed major mistakes must be cast into the Jueling Withered Cave to face the wall and contemplate their errors."

Su Yu pointed at that lifeless precipice, his tone flat.

"This residence in Hanyan City should also have dug that Jueling Withered Cave, modeled after the construction back then, right?"

Ancestor Su Lie shuddered all over, his eyes widening abruptly as he looked at Su Yu in disbelief.

"Re... reporting to the Old Ancestor, it was indeed built."

"But deep inside that withered cave is laid out a Juyuan Sanling Array, which not only extracts all surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, but even slowly strips away the magical power within a Cultivator's body. It is a genuine death trap!"

Ancestor Su Lie's voice was trembling, his face full of panic and extreme incomprehension.

If the Old Ancestor did not use spiritual items because of a profound heritage,

then going into seclusion in such a death trap without even a shred of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi—what would he use to complete the transformation from Qi to liquid?!

This was even more absurd than a Mortal jumping off a cliff to survive!