Captulo 1574: Chapter 1573: Yan Pingfan’s True Identity
Xu Zimei smiled.
Looking at Wang Hengzhi, he said, “There are some things that, at your current level, you cannot touch.”
"The Old Ancestor’s teaching is right,” Wang Hengzhi hurriedly bowed his head.
"Now that the Old Ancestor is back, I feel at ease. At least the True Martial Holy Sect will not be easily destroyed.”
"The Old Ancestor of the True Martial Holy Sect never left,” Xu Zimei glanced obscurely at Grandpa Dao.
"As for so-called destruction,
Things in this world, when they reach their peak, must decline.
Without destruction, how can there be a stronger rebirth?”
"So I wonder if the other Ancestors of the True Martial Holy Sect are here?” Wang Hengzhi said."There were rumors, I heard rumors saying that,
In that great war, all the Ancestors perished.”
"I’m tired,” Xu Zimei waved his hand.
Upon hearing this, Wang Hengzhi immediately understood.
Meeting the Old Ancestor for the first time, he was too excited, asking too many questions, which made Xu Zimei unwilling to pay him any attention.
Wang Hengzhi felt a bit aggrieved.
Before the Old Ancestor appeared, he struggled alone, anxiously supporting the True Martial Holy Sect every day.
"Then I shall arrange a place for the Old Ancestor to rest,” Wang Hengzhi said.
"No need,” Xu Zimei waved his hand.
He pointed at Xiao An’an and said, “Let this girl follow me. I will stay on her peak.”
Since Xu Zimei said so, Wang Hengzhi naturally didn’t dare to object.
He also felt a bit regretful.
When he first discovered Xu Zimei, he had his suspicions.
So he instructed Deng Linyu to take care of him.
After all, there was a bit of self-interest involved.
But Deng Linyu was unwilling; she did not seize this opportunity.
Now Wang Hengzhi had no choice.
Since Xu Zimei is the Old Ancestor, and confirmed by Grandpa Dao,
There could be no mistake.
It seems Deng Linyu simply lacked this fortune.
On the contrary, the nearby Great Elder laughed foolishly.
"I said, good people are rewarded.
Back then, when An’an wanted to care for the Old Ancestor, I did not stop her.”
"Is that what you call not stopping her?
Do you not remember who left in a huff back then?”
Wang Hengzhi looked at the Great Elder’s smug expression.
He was truly annoyed and said directly, “You all chat here. I want to be alone.”
"Sect Master, who is alone?” a nearby Elder chuckled.
Watching Wang Hengzhi’s departing figure.
Deng Linyu still felt a bit unwilling.
She supported the severely injured Yan Pingfan and murmured, “It was obviously Young Master Yan who saved our True Martial Holy Sect.
And that fellow, even though he’s the Old Ancestor, did nothing back then.”
Deng Linyu looked at Yan Pingfan.
Said with anger, “Young Master Yan, the next time they seek your help,
The Ancient Dragon Nation won’t let it slide easily.
Then reveal the true face of that guy.”
Yan Pingfan heard her words and just smiled faintly.
He did not explain anything to Deng Linyu.
Deng Linyu helped him leave, leaving only Xu Zimei, Xiao An’an, and Grandpa Dao at the scene.
Xiao An’an was also preparing to leave.
She said goodbye, “Grandpa Dao, we’re leaving.”
"Go on, go on,” the elder waved his hand.
Smiling faintly.
"Don’t forget the True Martial Trial Tower.”
"Young Master, have you really mastered the True Martial Trial Tower?” Xiao An’an was also curious.
"Rather than say I mastered the True Martial Trial Tower,
It’s more like the tower was placed there waiting for my arrival,” Xu Zimei replied.
Xiao An’an seemed to half understand.
But ultimately, she still took Xu Zimei back to the mountain peak.
Ever since the Crown Prince of Dragon Sea was driven away, the days at True Martial Holy Sect gradually returned to peace.
During this time, Xu Zimei began his cultivation.
In the inheritance he received,
The Ancient Gods included the Fire God, Wood God, Wind God, Water God, and Metal God.
These inheritances were obtained individually.
So Xu Zimei didn’t pay much attention to it.
However, with the increasing number of inheritances, Xu Zimei discovered something.
These inheritances, to some extent, can be fused.
Or rather, the Ten Great Ancient Gods, practiced the same Dao back then.
The only difference was the path they took in the end.
All paths lead to the same destination.
During his resting period, Xu Zimei constantly pondered these inheritances.
One by one, he began to fuse them.
Then quickly split them apart again.
Xu Zimei found it interesting, this splitting and fusing, like the Dao.
It can encompass all things.
And all things can separate at any time.
…
That night, Xiao An’an sat cross-legged.
Cultivating her True Martial Sword Body on the cliff.
Ever since Xu Zimei helped her complete the True Martial Sword Body.
This girl’s cultivation speed was like a thousand miles a day; she was now in the Emperor Pulse Realm.
She was striving to break through to the Divine Vein.
Xu Zimei knew it was due to the True Martial Sword Body.
That physique was not just a simple sword body.
It contained countless techniques left by the Great Saints of True Martial.
Sufficient for her to cultivate to the peak of the Great Emperor.
As for whether she can enter sainthood, that depends on Xiao An’an’s own abilities.
…
"Come out, you’ve been hiding nearby for a long time,” Xu Zimei looked up at the firmament.
And suddenly spoke.
All around was silent.
Only unknown insects hid in the corners, chirping continuously.
As Xu Zimei’s voice fell.
A soft laugh came from the side.
One could see a figure dressed in a wide black robe, slowly walking out from the side.
"Are you really the Old Ancestor of the True Martial Holy Sect?”
Looking at the suddenly appearing figure, it was indeed Yan Pingfan.
Of course, at this moment, Yan Pingfan was entirely different from his previous demeanor.
It wasn’t about his appearance in this form.
But his aura.
The previous Yan Pingfan, in front of people, was like a gentleman, modest and polite.
Like a chivalrous hero standing up for justice.
But now, standing in front of Xu Zimei, though still the same in appearance.
He exuded a powerful aura, with an overwhelming presence.
As if the potent pressure sounded “bang bang bang” in the air.
He was domineering and arrogant.
With a disdainful smile on his face.
His presence so strong it was almost storm-like.
Most importantly, Yan Pingfan’s strength.
Xu Zimei laughed, “A Great Saint coming to the True Martial Holy Sect to act as a righteous hero,
That’s truly interesting.”
"And you? Aren’t you pretending too,” Yan Pingfan replied.
"We investigated, and in the history of the True Martial Holy Sect, there has never been an Old Ancestor like you.”
"Oh, it seems these past few days you’ve been investigating my identity,” Xu Zimei smiled faintly.
"So? What results did your investigation yield?”
Hearing this, Yan Pingfan frowned slightly.
He had indeed investigated Xu Zimei these past few days.
But the result was, there was no information at all.
As if this person suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
This result only had two explanations.
Either Xu Zimei had always been hidden from the world.