Qi Yun’s expression was complex as he quietly stared at Ye Xiaofan for a mont, seemingly contemplating whether to reveal the old man’s identity.
Finally, Qi Yun took a deep breath, speaking word by word.
"If your description doesn’t have much discrepancy, then the elder you saw in the Library Pavilion..."
Qi Yun paused instinctively, then continued with a dry throat, "is the first generation Sect Leader of Divine Sword Sect, the only surviving old Sect Leader, and one of the founding ancestors of Divine Sword Sect, your—Ancestral Founder!"
Rumble!
"What?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Xiaofan stood stunned on the spot, feeling like there’s endless thunder echoing in his mind.
Divine Sword Sect’s old Sect Leader, one of the first generation founding ancestors?
The elder who had just talked with him was unexpectedly the first old Sect Leader of Divine Sword Sect.
Ye Xiaofan was so shocked that he couldn’t speak; as far as he knew, the current Sect Leader of Divine Sword Sect is the 196th generation, and now, after endless years, the first generation old Sect Leader of Divine Sword Sect was still alive.
Not only alive, but he had interacted with him.
It’s known that each Sect Leader of Divine Sword Sect can live for one to two thousand years without issue, even if they retire early, they would still pass down for 196 generations, imagining the lifespan of that ancestral founder, it’s terrifying to what extent.
"His Excellency is elusive like a Divine Dragon, has long left the Hundred Broken Mountain Range region, and no longer concerns himself with Divine Sword Sect affairs. The last ti he returned was several hundred years ago, and during that ti, your master only had the chance to et him once, receiving significant guidance."
As Qi Yun spoke, his heart was filled with turmoil: "Actually, he could also be considered half a ntor to your master."
Upon hearing this, Ye Xiaofan was even more bewildered.
He could hardly imagine how many years the ancestral founder of the sect had lived and what realm he is in now. The sect he founded has beco one of the top ten divine sects in the Hundred Broken Mountain Range.
This ancestral founder is terrifying.
And such a level of existence usually does not involve themselves in worldly matters, even if Divine Sword Sect suffers a catastrophe one day, it would be difficult to disturb such an existence, yet Ye Xiaofan was fortunate enough to have seen him.
Having finished speaking, Qi Yun did not linger but imdiately flew towards Divine Sword Peak.
The appearance of the ancestral founder is a major event for Divine Sword Sect and must be reported to the Supre Elder Council.
Ye Xiaofan watched Qi Yun gradually disappear into the horizon, swallowing hard; such matters are beyond his current reach, so he could only silently stay on South Peak, awaiting Dugu Nan’s response.
The appearance of the sect’s founding ancestor would likely cause a sensation among the upper echelons of Divine Sword Sect.
Yet with the passage of ti, Ye Xiaofan saw no sensational scenes in Divine Sword Sect.
Evidently, the sect’s upper echelons would not let too many people know about this kind of news.
In fact, even if there were any disturbances on Divine Sword Peak, with his current strength, he wouldn’t be able to sense anything, but he could imagine the expressions of those Supre Elders upon learning of the ancestral founder’s appearance.
What Ye Xiaofan was more concerned about at the mont was the level of his own Martial Soul.
In his own private cottage.
Ye Xiaofan summoned his Martial Soul once again, staring at the gradually verdant budding Martial Soul, lost in thought.
The budding Martial Soul, nurtured since Ye Xiaofan entered the Profound Sea Realm, had grown from five inches tall to about ten inches.
Moreover, last ti when ascending South Peak, the budding Martial Soul autonomously absorbed the Martial Soul Soul Power extracted by Dugu Nan, growing the originally fingernail-sized green leaf to thumb size.
The green leaf was vibrant and lively.
It was covered with mysterious and ancient glyphs, emanating a more captivating aura at the mont.
Ye Xiaofan had researched these patterns several tis but gained nothing; whenever he focused on them for a length of ti, he would feel ntally weakened, his Power of the Soul swiftly vanishing, and his Spiritual Sense forced out of the Profound Sea.
"What exactly is your Martial Soul? Can’t you reveal even a bit of it to ?" Ye Xiaofan muttered to himself.
Yet the budding Martial Soul silently floated, still not reacting, but the green leaf gently swayed, as if responding to him.
The only certainty now was that his Martial Soul might be even more formidable than those recorded Forbidden Martial Souls, with a colossal background.
Regardless, it’s a good thing; the stronger the Martial Soul, the higher his talent, and the more terrifying he would beco in the future.
Naturally, Ye Xiaofan was extrely excited and thrilled, even if the budding Martial Soul was the weakest among the Forbidden Martial Souls.
What he must do now is conceal the true information of his Martial Soul, quickly strengthen himself, and possess the ability to protect himself before the Martial Soul is exposed one day.
Thinking thus, Ye Xiaofan felt the urgency of cultivation more intensely, imdiately seizing every mont to ditate, wishing for quick progress overnight.
Ti strangely flowed.
Unknowingly, night had fallen.
Dugu Nan only returned to South Peak late at night, and from his master’s mouth, Ye Xiaofan learned that although the ancestral founder appeared in the Library Pavilion, he had already vanished by the ti Dugu Nan arrived.
Almost all Supre Elders of Divine Sword Sect poured out, each wanting to see the esteed ancestor once, but regrettably, except for Ye Xiaofan, no one else in Divine Sword Sect had the luck.
It was obvious that the ancestral founder, long ceased from worldly matters, did not wish for the Divine Sword Sect’s nurous mbers to behold him.
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