Struggling to Survive with Regression Power in the Primordial Saint Sect Chapter 61: This Child Must Not Be Allowed to Live!

Upon receiving the tragic news, Yun Zhiqiu dared not delay and hurried to a secluded chamber deep within the ancestral residence.

Inside the chamber, smoke curled in the air, and a single candle burned slowly.

At a glance, its light shone brightly, but the oil within the lamp was nearly depleted.

The next mont, a light cough ca from within the mist.

“Zhiqiu, co forward.”

As the voice fell, the smoke dissipated, revealing an elderly man seated upright in a chair, dressed in splendid robes, his face aged but his back still straight.

Yun Zhiqiu imdiately knelt down and bowed. “Greetings, Ancestor.”

“Rise,” said the Yun Clan Ancestor with a faint smile. “There is no need to worry. This is my second reincarnation, and I have the experience. There should be no problem.”

“It’s just unfortunate that after I reincarnate, it will take at least twenty years before I can return. During that ti, no one will hold the fort for our clan.”

“Zhiqiu deserves a thousand deaths!”

Yun Zhiqiu appeared even more dejected, fully understanding the hidden aning in the Ancestor's words.

Yun Miaozhen, the clan’s most outstanding descendant in nearly a hundred years and a true Foundation Establishnt seed, had died.

Such a heaven-blessed girl had fallen at the hands of a demonic fiend due to his montary negligence.

Because of this incident, his prestige in the clan had plumted, and the Yun Clan also lost much of its influence due to the absence of a Foundation Establishnt seed.

Over the years, Yun Zhiqiu had made countless trips to the righteous-demonic battlefield in hopes of avenging Yun Miaozhen’s death at the hands of Lü Yang, but all his efforts had co to naught.

Upon thorough inquiry, he found out that the old turtle had actually stayed in the Saint Sect for sixty years!

This infuriated Yun Zhiqiu to the point of cursing aloud.

“You need not bla yourself too much.”

The Yun Clan Ancestor remained calm. “Sixty years ago, Skeleton Mountain was part of the demon’s sche, obscuring the heavenly will. Ultimately, it was my failure to foresee it.”

“If not for that, I would never have allowed you and Miaozhen to go to Skeleton Mountain.”

“In any case, Miaozhen is dead. Our Yun Clan must now find another path. So not long ago, I agreed to a task entrusted by the Sect Master.”

“What!?”

Yun Zhiqiu was startled. “The Sect Master’s task—is it to use your reincarnated body to assassinate the Foundation Establishnt seed of the Demon Sect?”

Such events were not uncommon on the righteous-demonic battlefield.

The Yun Clan Ancestor nodded. “If I can slay the Demon Sect’s Foundation Establishnt seed, I will gain great rit. It can also serve as nourishnt for my future cultivation.”

“But Ancestor, you’ve already reincarnated once before.”

For Foundation Establishnt cultivators, the first reincarnation was the rare fate of a chosen one, with unmatched rit and destiny, offering the best chance of returning to Foundation Establishnt.

But a second reincarnation was a different matter.

Especially in the past three hundred years, the Ancestor’s cultivation had seen little progress and remained at early Foundation Establishnt, adding many uncertainties to reincarnation.

“In this life, one must dare to gamble.”

The Yun Clan Ancestor smiled faintly. “Recently, the Sect Master divined cause and effect, discovering anomalies in the Demon Sect’s ‘Secret Realm of Law Refinent.’ There may be an opportunity.”

“The Demon Sect’s ‘Secret Realm of Law Refinent’ traps billions of souls outside the cycle of reincarnation. The Sect Master has long disapproved of it.”

“This ti, he will not only help reincarnate within it, but also personally shield from heavenly detection, ensuring that no one will discover and allowing to awaken my past mories at birth without the mystery of the womb.”

“In this way, I can look for a chance to shatter the secret realm and return those souls to reincarnation.”

At this point, the Yun Clan Ancestor revealed a look of anticipation. “If this mission succeeds, it will be a great rit and can assist in returning to Foundation Establishnt.”

“To think such a thing is possible? This is indeed a great fortune for our Yun Clan!”

Upon hearing this, Yun Zhiqiu finally showed a look of excitent.

The most dangerous period for reincarnated Foundation Establishnt cultivators was the early years while still trapped in the mystery of the womb.

But with the Sect Master’s help, the Ancestor could break through the mystery imdiately after reincarnation!

This invisibly increased the chances of the Ancestor’s successful return to Foundation Establishnt by a large margin.

Once the Ancestor succeeded, the Yun Clan would be able to continue its brilliance for another three hundred years!

Afterward, the Yun Clan Ancestor gave detailed instructions on how to forge the illusion that he was still alive after reincarnation to buy ti for his return, among other matters.

Not until the oil in the lamp grew dim and was about to extinguish completely did the Yun Clan Ancestor wave his hand with lingering intent.

“Everything is ready. You may go.”

Yun Zhiqiu imdiately bowed once again and respectfully said, “I wish Ancestor a successful return through reincarnation!”

Yun Zhiqiu waited for a mont, but did not hear any response from the Yun Clan Ancestor.

When he looked up again, the lamp had gone out, and the Yun Clan Ancestor had already fallen silent.

….

It was the dead of winter, and the world was covered in white.

Decades ago, great chaos erupted in the world due to the ergence of the Heavenly Book.

One scroll of it fell into the hands of the Hao Ran Academy, which revered imperial power, allowing the chaos to be suppressed.

Afterward, the foolish emperor of Great Zhou suddenly died, and a new monarch ascended the throne.

Ironically, the great chaos had caused massive death and wiped out the population pressure.

After the war ended, peace returned, ushering in an era of stability.

Thus, the new emperor was hailed as the restorer of Great Zhou.

This was evident in the capital, Tianjing City, where no one picked up lost items on the road and doors were left unlocked at night.

Even at night, the city remained full of singing and dancing.

And in the northeastern corner of Tianjing City, deep within a mansion—

In front of the birthing room, a dignified man paced anxiously back and forth until a loud cry ca from within.

“Master! The child is born! The child is born!”

The next mont, the birthing room door opened and a maid hurried out.

“Congratulations, Master! Congratulations! Madam has given birth to a boy!”

Upon hearing this, the man looked up and laughed heartily. “Heaven has not forsaken my Wei Clan! At last, we have a male heir! Excellent! Everyone shall be rewarded today!”

The man’s na was Wei Tieyi.

He had risen from humble origins twenty years ago and shone brilliantly in the pacification war of Great Zhou, earning imnse rit and the title of “Marquis of North Pacification.”

He held so renown in Tianjing City and was considered one of the martial heroes.

Now that the Wei Clan had a new male heir, it was naturally a cause for grand celebration.

Yet at the sa ti, inside the birthing room—

Though the newborn was still crying loudly, no one could detect the massive soul now residing within the frail body.

“Success.”

The Yun Clan Ancestor had successfully reincarnated.

His true mories instantly awakened, but he did not control the body’s instincts.

Instead, he sat within his sea of consciousness and began divining in silence.

“Great Zhou, Heavenly Book... Hah, so that’s how it is. A Saint’s theft indeed.”

In an instant, the Yun Clan Ancestor discerned part of the truth.

As a Foundation Establishnt cultivator of the Sword Pavilion, he was extrely familiar with all of the Saint Sect’s techniques.

“Saint’s Theft” was one of the most dazzling among them—of course he would recognize it.

This was the advantage of Foundation Establishnt reincarnation.

Even without cultivation after reincarnation, a powerful soul allowed him to divine causality and manipulate fate easily, a dinsional blow to Qi Refining cultivators.

Yet soon, the Yun Clan Ancestor frowned.

Because when he tried to deduce who was cultivating “Saint’s Theft,” he encountered complete emptiness—as if causality had been severed around the person.

“How interesting... a treasure that conceals heavenly secrets?”

The next second, the Yun Clan Ancestor’s brow smoothed.

He had long anticipated the importance of divination in this reincarnation and had thus co prepared.

He had brought with him a secret treasure of destiny.

“With the ‘Heaven Inquiry Instrunt’ bestowed by the Sect Master, no heavenly concealnt will avail them!”

At his ntal command, a spherical magical treasure appeared in his hand.

Using it to divine, he instantly broke through the concealed web of cause and effect.

The next mont, the Yun Clan Ancestor was stunned.

But soon, he couldn’t help but laugh wildly at the sky. “Every cause must have an effect. Every cause must have an effect. So that’s it! Causality truly does not let one off easily!”

“Lü Yang...!”

Muttering the na of the one who had killed Yun Miaozhen—whom he had once placed such hopes on—yet had remained free for sixty years, the Yun Clan Ancestor’s killing intent surged.

Especially after using the “Heaven Inquiry Instrunt” to uncover a trove of intelligence on Lü Yang.

“‘Taiyin Body-Shedding Corpse Liberation True thod,’ ‘Saint’s Theft,’ third-grade True Qi, and the ‘Stealing Heaven’s Secrets’ technique... if all are completed, this child has a forty percent chance of breaking through to Foundation Establishnt!”

At this thought, a cold glint flashed in the Yun Clan Ancestor’s eyes.

This child... must not be allowed to live!