Chapter 927
The Ancestor of the Qian Family
While Zhao Baiqi and the elders of the Qian family were arguing, Su Mu was looking at the Qianling Mountain with curiosity.
"That's interesting."
Su Mu raised his hand, and a large hand fell down, shattering the formation on Qianling Mountain with a crack. Then he grabbed Qian Gongliu and Huo Tu.
Just as Qian Gong Liu and Huo Tu landed beside Su Mu, before they could even feel their joy, a cold, aged voice reached their ears.
"You insolent brat!"
As the sound rang out, a withered, large hand emerged from the depths of Qianling Mountain and reached out to grab Su Mu, Qian Gongliu, Huo Tu, and the others.
The withered, large hand, like a chicken claw, came hurtling through the air, bringing with it a whistling sound.
The Qian family members all showed surprise and excitement.
Qian Gong Liu's expression changed drastically.
"Sect Master, be careful!"
Qian Gong Liu couldn't help but shout loudly.
Su Mu simply smiled faintly and casually threw a punch.
boom!
The withered, claw-like hand was slapped back by the violent force.
A furious growl rang out, and Qianling Mountain cracked and creaked.
For an instant.
The mountains collapsed and the earth cracked.
A hunched figure slowly emerged from the depths of Qianling Mountain.
Qianling Mountain, Qianling Mountain.
This Qianling Mountain was originally the burial place of the powerful members of the Qian family throughout history.
A person walked out of the grave.
Both Zhao Baiqi and Huo Tu were utterly shocked.
They had heard of Qianling Mountain, but they never imagined that this mountain would be so strange.
"The unworthy descendants of the Qian family pay their respects to our ancestor."
The elders of the Qian family were filled with excitement and knelt down, shouting loudly.
"The Qian family's patriarch? Is he some kind of immortal old man?"
Huo Tu muttered softly.
He could see the black aura emanating from the hunched figure soaring into the sky, making the person look like a demon that had crawled out of hell.
They don't seem like a single person at all.
"Qian Gong Liu, hasn't your Qian family always prided itself on being upright and honorable? How could you have such a thing?"
Huo Tu nudged Qian Gong Liu on the shoulder and said with a smirk.
Qian Gong Liu snorted coldly.
How is he supposed to explain that?
Tell them that their Qian family has been supporting an ancestor who should have reached the end of his lifespan for so many years.
Tell them that this ancestor has survived to this day only because of the sacrifices made by his descendants.
This is the Qian family's biggest secret.
It is also the Qian family's biggest trump card.
The patriarch will not appear unless the Qian family faces a life-or-death crisis.
Unexpectedly, the ancestor actually came out this time.
Is it because of the Shetland Sheepdog?
Qian Gongliu's gaze fell on the figure not far in front of him, his feelings somewhat complicated.
He should have been grateful to Su Mu for coming to his rescue.
Indeed, he was filled with gratitude.
But he always regarded Su Mu as a hypothetical enemy and a lifelong rival.
Seeing Su Mu growing stronger and stronger, how could his feelings not be complicated?
Su Mu arrived at Ziwei Star and, without even making a move, alerted the ancestor.
The patriarch would never have made a move if he hadn't felt threatened.
After all, the ancestor usually relies on sleeping to slow down aging, and every time he makes a move, it consumes his remaining lifespan.
In other words, the patriarch was actually risking his life every time he took action.
Now that he has chosen to show himself, it clearly proves that he felt a fatal threat from Su Mu.
If he doesn't intervene, the Qian family will be destroyed, and without the sacrifices of future generations, the ancestor won't live much longer.
The ancestor and the Qian family were originally interdependent.
If one of them ceases to exist, the other will not survive for long.
"The ancestor of the Qian family?"
Compared to Qian Gongliu's complicated feelings, Su Mu always wore a calm and serene smile.
"People should follow the way of nature. Since we've grown so old, we should just die honestly."
If you don't die, how will those who come after you have the opportunity to grow?
Su Mu said calmly.
"You little brat, do you think you can teach this old man a lesson?"
The old patriarch of the Qian family was so thin he was skin and bones; he looked more like a ghost than a human.
He spoke in a hoarse voice, his tone somewhat strange, clearly because he hadn't spoken in a long time.
"You deserve to die for offending the Qian family of Ziwei Star."
The patriarch of the Qian family spoke with increasing fluency, and said coldly, "If you were to commit suicide now and offer your life essence to me, you could at least have a quick end."
"If I were to take action, I would make you wish you were dead."
"Are you getting senile?"
Huo Tu nudged Qian Gong Liu's shoulder again and said with a sneer, "Is your ancestor not quite right in the head?"
He didn't know who he was facing.
"Of course he didn't know."
Qian Gong Liu said in a muffled voice, "If it were you, would you believe that the sect leader is that strong?"
"If you had dominated the world for so many years, would you be afraid of a mere junior who's only a little over a hundred years old?"
Huo Tu did not respond for the first time.
He lowered his head and thought about it, and realized that was indeed the case.
The ancestor of the Qian family has lived for more than a few thousand years, and he has almost no rivals in the vast star fields.
How could anyone believe that a guy who's only a little over a hundred years old is their opponent?
This is like Huo Tu encountering a martial artist who is several decades old; he would never believe that the other party could be stronger than him.
Huo Tu was a top genius who had cultivated for hundreds or even thousands of years. Who could catch up with him in just a few decades?
The same reason.
Anyone who hasn't witnessed Su Mu's strength firsthand would never believe how powerful he is.
Although the Qian family patriarch felt threatened, he did not hesitate to personally leave his seclusion to meet the enemy.
However, he was more interested in the surging vitality emanating from Su Mu than in Su Mu's actual strength.
Just as Huo Tu and Qian Gong Liu were whispering to each other.
Su Mu gave a cold laugh.
"To be old and not die is to be a thief."
Since you don't want to die, then I'll send you on your way.
Su Mu didn't let go of Qian Nanke either. He just grabbed Qian Nanke by the neck with one hand, clenched his fist with the other, and punched forward.
His punch caused the world around Ziwei Star to change color.
In an instant.
Six vortexes appeared in the air, merging into one, and landed on the Qian family patriarch with a whistling wind.
The Qian family patriarch let out a low shout, and his aura surged.
In the blink of an eye, his emaciated body began to fill out, and he seemed to have become decades younger.
Then a huge Dharma image appeared behind him.
boom!
The Dharma Image also attacks with a clenched fist.
He punched the vortex formed by the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist.
The two forces collided, producing a deafening sound.
A fierce wind raged.
Zhao Baiqi, Huo Tu, Qian Gong Liu, and the elders of the Qian family all retreated, going back several miles away.
The two groups stood several feet apart, glaring angrily at each other.
"Qian Gong Liu, you colluded with outsiders, ruined my ancestors, and plotted to murder my ancestor. From this day forward, you are no longer a descendant of the Qian family!"
An elder of the Qian family angrily rebuked.
"No, no. I'm not willing to be anyone's grandson."
Qian Gong Liu sneered.
His parents died early, and the Qian family members were just clansmen, not close relatives.
"I'll start a new page in the family tree!"
Qian Gong Liu sneered repeatedly.
Wherever Qian Gong Liu is, that is the Qian family, Qian Gong Liu's Qian family, not Ziwei Xing's Qian family!
"You treacherous and disloyal bastard!"
The elders of the Qian family were so angry that they blew their beards and glared.
"You old fogies, please know your place."
Huo Tu said with a serious expression, "You've just gotten old, not stronger."
"I can't kill you all one-on-one!"
Zhao Baiqi couldn't help but roll his eyes.
You've only just been rescued, aren't you afraid of getting beaten to death for being so arrogant?
Although the elders of the Qian family are annoying old fogies, they still have some strength.
If it were a one-on-one fight, Huo Tu might not be able to defeat each of them.
However, Zhao Baiqi did not say anything.
With Su Mu here, what can Huo Tu do even if he provokes the other side?
What can the other party do?
Zhao Baiqi stood with his hands behind his back, chest out, head held high, looking at the ruins of Qianling Mountain ahead.
Su Mu and the patriarch of the Naqian family are currently fighting.
It was obvious that the Qian family patriarch had been completely suppressed by Su Mu.
boom! boom! boom!
The muffled thuds continued, and the Qian family patriarch retreated step by step.
The Qianling Mountain beneath our feet has been completely reduced to ruins.
Blood-red lines emerged from the ruins of Qianling Mountain and connected to the body of the Qian family patriarch.
That was clearly blood.
There was so much blood in Qianling Mountain.
How many people must have been killed to have so much blood?
Now, this blood, carrying the power of its master in life, surges into the body of the Qian family patriarch. With this support, the Qian family patriarch's body becomes increasingly full, and he has returned to his middle-aged appearance.
His aura had even reached the level of the initial stage of the Dao Saint Realm.
“You brat, you’re the first person in thousands of years to fight against the ancestor to this extent.”
"If I eat you, my ancestor will surely be able to truly enter the Saintly Realm!"
The Qian family patriarch's face was full of greed.
His current level of attainment was barely achieved through evil magic.
But now, he sees hope for a breakthrough.
As long as he devours Su Mu, he will definitely be able to become a saint.
If he could become a saint, he would no longer have to live in fear and anxiety in his coffin. He could come out and enjoy this wonderful world again.
This kid is practically offering himself up as material. The Qian family patriarch revealed a ferocious and cruel smile, clashed his fists together, and the Dharma image behind him surged hundreds of feet high, blotting out the sky, before stomping towards Su Mu.
"So strong!"
The elders of the Qian family all showed expressions of surprise and delight.
Qian Nanke, who was being held in Su Mu's hand, also showed a look of wild joy on his face.
He stared at Su Mu with hatred in his eyes.
As the dignified head of the Qian family, he was actually held in someone's hand like a chicken; this was an absolute humiliation.
If eyes could kill, he would have killed Su Mu many times over long ago.
But now he is more worried about his own life.
Su Mu could take his life at any moment.
Qian Nanke's heart was in his throat when he saw the ancestor being suppressed.
If even the patriarch can't defeat Su Mu, then he's truly doomed.
Now that the ancestor has turned the tide, his life should be saved.
I was just thinking about it.
Suddenly, Qian Nanke saw a blood-red whip shoot out from the ancestor's hand.
Swish!
The blood-red whip pierced his chest in an instant.
"Ancestor—"
Qian Nanke's face was full of disbelief.
He couldn't believe that his ancestor would kill him.
Qian Nanke felt the power within his body flowing outwards wildly, and his vitality was constantly declining.
He is being devoured as food.
What devoured him was the very patriarch of the Qian family who had been his lifeline.
Power and vitality flowed continuously into the body of the Qian family patriarch along the blood-red whip.
An intoxicated expression involuntarily appeared on the face of the Qian family patriarch.
His aura actually rose again.
No sooner said than done.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
Qian Nanke instantly turned into a dried-up corpse.
This scene made Su Mu frown involuntarily.
Cannibalism is disgusting.
He tossed aside Qian Nanke's mummified corpse with some disgust.
With a bang.
The mummified corpse turned to dust and vanished in the wind.
Countless blood-red tentacles instantly sprouted from the Qian family patriarch's body, densely packed and attacking Su Mu.
In a short time.
The sky was filled with blood-red tentacles, and the sky itself could no longer be seen.
Zhao Baiqi, Huo Tu, and Qian Gong Liu Quan were all dumbfounded.
"That's ruthless, they even swallowed the patriarch."
Huo Tu said casually, "He's someone who can accomplish great things. No wonder your Qian family can dominate Ziwei Star and so many surrounding star regions."
Qian Gong Liu snorted coldly; this didn't sound like a compliment at all.
This is clearly a shady and evil practice.
In the past, Qian Gong Liu might have also wanted to kill him to silence him.
But now, after following Su Mu to explore the Heavenly Realm, he has already broadened his horizons.
He looked down on the evil arts of the Qian family patriarch.
Think of Su Mu. He clearly had the opportunity to devour Yang Tianjun's power, but he chose to give it up and return Yang Tianjun's power to the world.
Their cultivation level is all achieved through their own hard work and practice.
This is what a true martial artist is.
Although he could not reach it, he longed to go there.
He also wanted to become a saint through his own efforts, just like Su Mu, and then have a fair and square battle with Su Mu.
Only in this way can he win with peace of mind!
He looked down on evil magic.
He now looks down on the Qian family, the family of Ziwei Star.
"Your Qian family really does have some strength."
Zhao Baiqi couldn't help but sigh, "Your ancestor's strength is comparable to that of the Heavenly Emperor."
It's fortunate that your Qian family was so patient, refraining from attacking other star regions.
"Do you think they don't want to? The ancestor's current state is just an outburst, not the norm."
Qian Gong Liu snorted coldly.
If their Qian family's ancestor was truly a genuine Dao Saint like the Heavenly Emperor, the Qian family would have already launched their invasion.
The power that the ancestor is unleashing now is something that can only be achieved by expending his resources.
This state simply cannot last long.
If we really compare them, he is still far inferior to the Heavenly Emperor.
While Qian Gong Liu thought this way, the other elders of the Qian family did not.
When the Qian family patriarch killed Qian Nanke, they were momentarily shocked and saddened.
But soon, the sadness turned into ecstasy.
It would be better if Qian Nanke died, as the position of head of the family would be vacant, giving them an opportunity.
Moreover, the ancestor has become even stronger and is clearly about to defeat Su Mu.
Once the ancestor wins, the day of their Qian family's rise to prominence will arrive.
Compared to the Qian family's great cause of rising to prominence, what is the sacrifice of one Qian Nanke?
Not worth mentioning!
"Our ancestor is mighty!"
An elder of the Qian family raised his arm and shouted loudly.
May you enjoy heavenly blessings and live as long as the heavens!
Other elders of the Qian family also joined in the chanting.
clap clap clap!
Blood-red tentacles flew everywhere, lashing the air with a crackling sound.
A smug look appeared on the face of the Qian family patriarch.
After absorbing Qian Nanke, his strength has been approaching the mid-stage of the Dao Saint Realm.
He's incredibly strong now!
"Kid, hurry up and come into my bowl."
The Qian family patriarch laughed arrogantly.
The tentacles, radiating greed, wrapped around Su Mu.
Su Mu used both hands to grab the two tentacles.
As it moved, it dodged the sneak attacks from the other tentacles.
With a flying kick, he sent several more tentacles flying.
"You want to eat me?"
Su Mu gave a sarcastic smile, "That depends on whether you have such good teeth."
He wrapped his hands around the two tentacles and tied them into a knot.
Immediately afterwards, his figure moved swiftly through the air.
The onlookers couldn't see Su Mu's figure at all.
All I could see were those blood-red tentacles being quickly knotted.
In just a few breaths, all the blood-red tentacles had been tied into knots.
If someone were to look at it from the air, what Su Mu was making would clearly be a Chinese knot.
However, it's clear that no one understands Su Mu's joke.
The patriarch of the Qian family roared in anger.
His blood-red tentacles had been imprisoned in this way.
boom!
He dispersed his power, and the crimson tentacles suddenly transformed into clusters of crimson light, shrinking back into his body.
"Very good, as expected of a Dao Saint Realm expert."
The Qian family patriarch stared at Su Mu and said coldly, "That was just a warm-up. Next, I will show you what despair is!"
Before he could finish speaking, the Qian family patriarch opened his mouth and spat out streams of blood.
Blood-red light transformed into swords, shooting towards Su Mu like a tidal wave.
"Perfect timing, I've finished warming up too."
Su Mu moved his hands, feet, and neck, and his joints made a cracking sound.
next moment.
His figure suddenly vanished.
Swish!
As if something had struck those blood-red longswords, the swords were instantly shattered.
Then a figure suddenly appeared in front of the Qian family patriarch, moving so fast that even the Qian family patriarch had no time to react.
A hand landed precisely on the forehead of the Qian family patriarch.
boom!
The violent force slammed the head of the Qian family patriarch to the ground.
With a deafening roar, the head of the Qian family patriarch was deeply embedded in the ground, his neck stretched out like a duck's neck.
This sudden turn of events left everyone in the Qian family stunned.
boom! boom! boom!
Su Mu continued to deliver punch after punch, driving the Qian family patriarch's head deeper and deeper into the hole, stretching his neck longer and longer.
The Qian family patriarch flailed his limbs wildly, but couldn't even touch the hem of Su Mu's clothes.
"I lost, I admit defeat."
The patriarch of the Qian family shouted loudly, raising his hands high.
The entire room fell silent instantly.
The elders of the Qian family looked at each other in bewilderment.
Ancestor, you lost?
Losing is one thing, but for the ancestor to admit defeat like this is really shameful.
It's one thing for the dignified patriarch of the Qian family to be beaten like this.
Can't you have any backbone?
Fight the enemy to the very end, even if it means dying on the spot!
If you admit defeat now, what will become of the Qian family's reputation?
Several elders of the Qian family couldn't help but cover their faces and weep bitterly.
The Ziwei star Qian family will cease to exist from this day forward!
"Serves you right for being so arrogant. Now you know what's what."
Huo Tu was genuinely gloating.
"I surrender, please spare me! I have a secret that can buy my life!"
The head of the Qian family patriarch had been smashed deep into the ground, and his neck was stretched out by a foot. If he were an ordinary person, he would have been dead long ago.
But he can still speak with a strong voice; he really is an old codger.
"Take your secret and go to hell."
Su Mu remained calm, raising his fist high with swirling vortexes appearing on its surface before slamming it down.
boom!
The earth cracked, and the screams abruptly ceased.
The elders of the Qian family were ashen-faced, their legs giving way as they collapsed to the ground, watching helplessly as the body of their ancestor turned to ashes, their eyes filled with despair. (End of Chapter)