?Reading on mobile phone Three hundred years ago, he was already at the Yuan Sheng stage—yet he hasn’t ascended to the next realm yet. This is what everyone thinks. It’s truly hard to cultivate, isn’t it? But now, looking back, this is absolutely a good thing. If our ancestors had already ascended, who would fight on our behalf? After three centuries of cultivation, he should now be at the peak of the Yuan Sheng stage—certainly waiting for his ascension. Everyone’s eyes now shine with the same spark they had when they were still the leading sect. They feel hopeful again. Then what are we waiting for? Let’s go and summon the ancestor to take charge of the situation! The one who was injured, however, found it difficult to proceed, saying, “I’ve only heard the abbot mention the ancestor twice. Moreover, he says the ancestor isn’t very easygoing—should we summon him suddenly, he might very well get angry!” Everyone stared at him. What do you mean? You’re the one who brought the ancestor’s story to us. You’re the one who created this hope. Are you now going to personally extinguish it? Seeing the others' displeased expressions, he bit his lip: "We've got to push on—for the future of the Xiao Yao Sect. Even if it means offending the Elder Ancestor, it's essential. Let's go now. I'll tell you the method to open the cave passage; you go ahead and do it while I'm injured and unable to complete it!" A few more courageous ones volunteered, and the group set off together toward the rear mountain range. "Hmm…" A strong gust of wind blew out from the entrance. Those of higher rank were able to withstand it, while the lower-ranked ones were directly knocked to the ground. The wind cutting across their faces felt as though blades were slicing through flesh. Impatience grew: "For hundreds of years, I've withdrawn from worldly affairs, with no connection to the affairs of this sect. By opening my cave door without my permission and disturbing my meditation, you have committed a serious offense. Considering that you are merely my disciples and descendants, I shall forgive you this time. Depart at once. Should anyone dare to come again and disturb me, I shall not hesitate to cut them down without mercy!" The voice resonated like a great bell, causing everyone's eardrums to ache. The leading figure stepped forward and said, "Grandmaster, we certainly should not have disturbed you. However, the Xiaoyao Sect is now at a critical juncture—life and death. As our shared elder and ancestor, you cannot remain indifferent. If you have already ascended to the heavens, we would certainly not trouble you. Yet, since you have not yet fully left the mortal world, why should you not lend your support to your disciples and descendants in their "Honestly, what do I need you all to teach me?" the old man exclaimed, furious. One after another, the group fell to their knees, some weeping loudly, others pleading incessantly—everyone was a seasoned actor, delivering a truly impressive performance. Boom… a tremendous roar, followed by a powerful gust of wind. Though everyone had been several dozen meters away from the entrance, many were still blown off their feet, their forms completely disheveled. With the gust, a gray figure shot out of the cave—an elderly man with white hair and beard, dressed in a gray robe. "Senior Ancestor," the most observant of the group didn't rise like the others did; instead, he immediately knelt, bowing deeply while shouting, "Disciple bows to Senior Ancestor! Congratulations on your emergence!" Seeing this, the others followed suit and all knelt down. The Senior Ancestor was deeply moved. After three centuries spent in the cave, his days had been nothing but dedicated to cultivation—life had been as dim as the inside of a cave. To simply emerge was already an exhilarating event. To find himself now surrounded by a group of disciples and apprentices all bowing respectfully was even more so. "Hah! All rise," he said, beaming with joy. The most perceptive one leapt up first, saying, "Grandmother, I'll immediately prepare hot water for you. You take a bath first, and once you're done, I'll have a sumptuous meal ready to welcome you and refresh your spirits!" "Excellent! That's exactly what we'll do—your enthusiasm truly wins people over, huh! Hahaha!" Everyone else was nearly envious, silently cursing their own lack of insight, wondering how they'd let someone else take the lead when they were so skilled at flattery themselves. The one in question bustled off to prepare the hot water, all the while radiating a sense of self-importance. ... In the nursery, Qin had slept soundly and comfortably. Upon waking, he felt refreshed and energized. Who would have thought that cultivators could go without sleep or rest? Brother Mao was just as healthy and well-rested—indeed, he was a true outlier. The first thing he saw upon opening his eyes was a scene of utter chaos—the young seedlings being systematically uprooted, one after another, as if the place had been robbed. "By the gods!" "He leapt up from his chair, shouting, 'Qingya, what's going on? Didn't you say we weren't to make any disruptions?' At a distance, the beautiful supervisor replied, 'Did I actually cause any disruptions? Which eye of yours saw me doing that? It was you who agreed—said you could dig wherever you liked. You've forgotten!' I'm brushing it off—bro, you asked me to dig freely, but can't you just dig one after another without leaving gaps? You've ended up clearing a whole section—how obvious! Well, anyway, things have reached this point. Talking about anything else is pointless, and it only makes me seem petty. At the headquarters of Da Qin Group, Mei Hui, Fang Fang, and Ya Shi also arrived at Hou Bao's office. The beautiful CEO asked, 'What's up, Uncle?' Hou Bao was wearing a white coat, with a magnifier on one eye, and he gestured toward the monitor beside him, saying, 'Just look!' The three women turned to the screen, where the image showed the medicinal herb cultivation base, with Qin Feng conversing with a beautiful woman who was digging up young seedlings." "Who is that?" Fangfang asked. "Yes, I haven't heard from my husband that he's been making trouble with any of the girls, and how did she even get into the herb garden? That's one of the most closely guarded secrets of our Da Qin Group." Yashi said. She was a top graduate in mechanical engineering, yet that didn't diminish her deep appreciation for the precious herbs, because herbs could heal and strengthen the body—something machinery simply couldn't do. Hou Bao only then raised his head and said, "I don't know. I thought you two knew her. It seems she's a new friend of Xiao Feng's."