Chapter 164 Even the Ancestor Wants to Eat My Roast Chicken?

The young girl gathered thunder in her palm, but hesitated to strike.

After all, the lightning was useless against Lin Xiao, and she did not want to reward him.

"Fine, I will spare you once more."

"When you undergo Undergoing Tribulation and achieve Ascension in the future, I will make sure you know who truly calls the shots in this world!"

After delivering this vacuous threat, the white-haired girl immediately dispersed the thunderclouds filling the sky and vanished into the Void Realm without looking back.

As the thunderclouds dissipated, the sunlight spilled down once again.

At the peak of Misty Peak, there was a sense of parting the clouds to see the light.

At the same time, a circle of brilliant golden ripples surged out from Misty Peak, spreading like golden water, washing over everything layer by layer.

Blessed by the golden light, a group of Disciples who had long been trapped by a Bottleneck and unable to progress in their Cultivation felt their shackles shatter one after another, breaking through their Realms.

Lin Xiao slowly opened his eyes, having completely stepped from the Nascent Soul into the Soul Transformation.

He looked up at the dissipated thunderclouds, secretly thinking it was a pity.

He hadn't even had the chance to slurp down a couple of mouthfuls of the Lightning Tribulation liquid.

"Damned Heavenly Dao, since you won't let me absorb the Lightning Tribulation liquid, next time I will just absorb you directly!"

After muttering this complaint to himself, Lin Xiao flashed and appeared outside the Holy Sons Palace.

"Congratulations to the Saint for entering the Soul Transformation!"

"The Saint's heavenly might strengthens our Primordial Holy Land!"

Countless Disciples and Elders bowed in unison, their voices shaking the heavens.

Holy Master Liu Xuanyi led the Peak Masters and the Grand Elder forward, and her cold, stunningly beautiful Face now wore an unconcealable smile.

"To reach the Soul Transformation at less than twenty years old, you have successfully broken the record of our Holy Land."

Lin Xiao cupped his hands in salute, his expression humble and his tone gentle.

"It is all thanks to the cultivation of the Holy Land; this Disciple was merely lucky."

An elderly Grand Elder stroked his beard and laughed.

"Saint, do not be humble. With such talent, not to mention the four regions, even looking at the Central Province, you are enough to look down upon the heroes."

"The day our Primordial Holy Land flourishes is just around the corner!"

The Peak Masters also stepped forward to offer their congratulations.

Just as Lin Xiao was speaking righteous pleasantries, a voice filled with resentment quietly sounded in his Sea of Consciousness.

"Little rascal, have you forgotten about your Senior Martial Uncle already?"

Lin Xiao tilted his head slightly, his gaze sweeping over the crowd.

Peak Master Shen Yuan wore a purple dress, her figure voluptuous, and the patch of snow-white skin at her neckline was incredibly dazzling.

Seeing Lin Xiao look over, Peak Master Shen Yuan curled her red lips slightly, her beautiful eyes filled with resentment and flirtation.

Lin Xiao smiled helplessly.

Come to think of it, he had indeed not sought guidance in Cultivation from Senior Martial Uncle Peak Master Shen Yuan for a long time.

"Senior Martial Uncle, please do not blame me; I have truly been unable to spare myself during this time."

"Once this Disciple has stabilized my Realm, I will certainly pay a visit to show my filial respect to Senior Martial Uncle."

Lin Xiao replied via Divine Thought as well.

He emphasized the two words "filial respect" heavily.

Peak Master Shen Yuan's delicate body trembled, and a wave of amorous intent rippled in her eyes.

Her eyes darted around, and her voice transmission became increasingly soft and tender:

"Then Senior Martial Uncle will sweep the bed and welcome you at Yunxiao Peak."

"Little rascal, don't keep Senior Martial Uncle waiting too long."

It was not easy to send off the group of Holy Land high-level officials who had come to offer congratulations.

Just as Lin Xiao was about to return to the Holy Sons Palace, he saw a familiar figure walking towards him.

At this moment, Ancestor Qin Ruozhi had finally climbed the endless stone stairs.

Although she was exhausted like a dog, she forced herself to pretend that nothing was wrong.

Seeing Lin Xiao look at her, she immediately flicked her signature twin tails behind her head.

At the same time, she put on an unfathomable expression and walked step by step toward the Holy Sons Palace.

Lin Xiao saw through the fact that Ancestor Qin Ruozhi was just suffering for the sake of Face.

He secretly found it funny, then quickly stepped forward, feigned a salute, and said loudly:

"Oh, isn't this Ancestor?"

"Ancestor has come from afar, this Junior failed to welcome you in time, please forgive me."

Hearing these respectful pleasantries from Lin Xiao, Ancestor Qin Ruozhi felt a secret thrill, and she suddenly felt as if she wasn't that tired anymore.

She stopped walking, lifted her chin slightly, and put her small hands behind her back.

"Hm, rise."

"Seeing you Cultivate so diligently, and not tarnishing the reputation of my Primordial Holy Land, this Old Ancestor is very pleased."

She paused, then continued:

"However, Cultivating too fast can easily lead to an unstable Foundation. This Old Ancestor has come this time to personally guide you in stabilizing your Realm."

Lin Xiao's mouth twitched slightly; you, a person without a shred of spiritual power, are actually brazenly trying to guide me?

Although he knew that this little girl was spouting nonsense, he still cooperated extremely well, turned to the side, and made a gesture of invitation.

"Thank you, Ancestor, for not fearing the hardship. Being able to receive personal guidance from Ancestor is a blessing this Disciple has cultivated over several lifetimes."

"Ancestor, please enter the room quickly."

Ancestor Qin Ruozhi nodded with satisfaction, stepped over the threshold with her short legs, and secretly complained to herself.

"This old lady walked from the top of the mountain to the bottom, and then climbed from the bottom to the top; it really was exhausting."

Lin Xiao followed behind and closed the courtyard gate with his backhand.

As the Formation barrier rose, Ancestor Qin Ruozhi, who was majestic just a second ago, suddenly jumped onto Lin Xiao's back.

She hung on Lin Xiao like a koala, wailing incessantly:

"This old lady is exhausted to death!"

"Why do you have to build this crappy Immortal Cave so high? Can't people live at the bottom of the mountain!"

Lin Xiao bent down slightly, taking the opportunity to support her fair, slightly chubby jade legs.

As an honest pervert, he would certainly not pretend to use any gentlemanly hands.

After all, not taking advantage of a bargain makes one a bastard.

At this moment, Ancestor Qin Ruozhi was too exhausted to bother fussing over Lin Xiao's hand movements.

In her mind, the deterrence of her true self still remained, and even if Lin Xiao were given ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to do anything untoward to her.

"Today I give you a chance to show filial piety to this Ancestor; hurry up and make something delicious to treat me."

Lin Xiao smiled lightly and answered casually:

"What would Ancestor like to eat? My Misty Peak cannot produce Dragon liver or Phoenix marrow, but we do have some low-grade Spirit-Tail Chicken."

Thinking of the few Spirit-Tail Chickens she saw along the way, Ancestor Qin Ruozhi immediately began to drool.

"Do you know how to cook chicken?"

Lin Xiao initially wanted to subconsciously reply: How would I, a man, do that?

But thinking that she was relatively innocent, he decided not to corrupt her.

He coughed lightly and continued:

"Naturally. The roasted chicken I make is so good that even the Sect Master of the Lanyun Sect couldn't stop praising it; it's so delicious that one wouldn't let go even if slapped."

Although Ancestor Qin Ruozhi had never heard of any Lanyun Sect, it sounded like this kid Lin Xiao was very good at making chicken.

Seeing her eyes light up, she looked expectant:

"Really? Then let me try your roasted chicken..."

Lin Xiao hurriedly raised his hand to cover her mouth, not letting her say the last word.

After all, don't be vulgar when talking about chicken; civility starts with you and me!

At this moment, beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens where Lin Xiao could not see.

A River Crab that was about to open its mouth to spew black mist slowly retracted, continuing to monitor the various Small Worlds flowing in the Shen River.

From time to time, Small Worlds in the Shen River were shrouded in black mist.

Strangely, although there were countless Small Worlds in the Shen River, there was not a single piece of driftwood.

Just then, a graceful figure carrying a watering can happened to walk out from the corner of the corridor.

The person who came was none other than Xuan Ran, dressed in a plain dress.

Xuan Ran looked straight at Lin Xiao.

No, to be precise, she was looking at Ancestor Qin Ruozhi on Lin Xiao's back.

Ancestor Qin Ruozhi also seemed to sense something and subconsciously looked toward Xuan Ran.

A sense of inexplicable closeness welled up in the hearts of both of them.

In their respective Seas of Consciousness, a few fragmented scenes flashed by simultaneously.

As if they had been old acquaintances from a long time ago.