Sovereign to Immortality

Chapter 801 – Ghost Ancestor

“You actually already advanced your Profound Constellation Realm?”

When Qin Ying discovered the aura around Bao Yuer, she was stunned and hid a trace of seriousness.

The last time Qin Ying had met her, she was only a Ghost Cultivators with Gangli Accumulation Realm. And no matter how hard she tried, it was impossible for her to raise her Profound Constellation Realm to such a level in such a short amount of time.

Qin Ying could not understand the reasoning behind it, and could only attribute it to one possibility. She sighed: “As expected, you truly are worthy of being called the descendant with the surname ‘Bao’!”

Bao Yuer’s expression was calm as she said: “The last time you saw me, you had repeatedly mentioned my bloodline identity. How are you so sure what kind of bloodline I’m from, and how are you so sure of my identity? Furthermore, you said last time that there was a way to help me break free from the undead ghost’s restrictions.

Qin Ying did not directly answer her question. Instead, she asked: “Then what do you know about the Ghost Clan?

Bao Yuer shook her head: “Since I can remember, I have been under the command of a great demon in this world. Other than knowing a cultivation method that is almost inborn, I do not have any other inherited memories.”

Qin Ying became suspicious after hearing that: “That shouldn’t be the case, since your surname is Bao, then you should have that kind of bloodline. I don’t dare to casually use my Ghost Cultivators’s surname, but if it’s that kind of bloodline, then you shouldn’t only know one cultivation technique.”

The doubt on Qin Ying’s face wasn’t faked, but the bottom of her heart loosened for a bit, and she said, “You appeared in this world from the very beginning, and it was decades earlier than the two foreign invaders. This matter was already bizarre in the first place, maybe you were erased or sealed by that great demon back then.”

Bao Yuer naturally could not allow the other party to see if there were any traces of a seal or erasure in her mind, and asked while frowning: “Then what’s the matter with my bloodline?”

Qin Ying looked at her, and said: “Looks like your knowledge of the Ghost Clan is really limited, then I’ll tell you about it.”

From Qin Ying’s explanation, Bao Yuer found out that the entire Ghost Clan was divided into three groups. One of them was the Blood Descendant of the Ten Yama Kings, which was the core of the entire Ghost Clan; the other was a member of the ten other surnames and their subordinate forces, which was the backbone of the entire Ghost Clan;

According to what Qin Ying said, he herself was one of the top ten outsiders, and she was located in the second of the three main groups of the Ghost Clan. Her surname, on the other hand, came from King Qinguang’s other surname, which was on the top ten Yama Kings.

Bao Yuer’s surname, on the other hand, was an extremely noble one. It was the surname of the descendants of the Ten Yama Kings, and the surname of the most mysterious and powerful of the Ten Yama Kings, the Fifth Yama.

The highest status of the Ghost Clan was that of the Ten Yama Kings, representing the ten strongest and most outstanding Ghost Ancestor Immortals. Furthermore, it could be said that this Ghost Clan’s formation was because of these ten strongest and most powerful Ghost Cultivators s, and their direct descendants naturally occupied an extremely unique position within the Ghost Cultivators.

As for the second-rate clansmen with different surnames and subordinate powers, most of them were followers and subordinates of the powerful organization “Underworld” that the ten Yama Kings of the Ghost Clan had formed before their tribe was accepted by the cultivation world. Naturally, Qin Ying’s surname originated from her ancestors who had followed the one who was ranked first in the ten Yama Kings, King Qinguang.

The number of direct descendants of the ten Yama was naturally very few. Thus, when Qin Ying, who was working with Great Demon Tian Ya to fight against the cultivators from different sects in the Yuzhou, was discovered, he was immediately stupefied.

At first, he had thought that the Ghost Cultivators had faked his surname as Bao, so how could the descendants of the 10 great Yama Kings possibly come to this world, but after he deliberately interacted with Bao Yuer in secret, he was shocked to realize that it was extremely possible that Bao Yuer was actually surnamed Bao. This immediately ignited Qin Ying’s heart fire.

Although Qin Ying’s words were filled with excitement, Bao Yuer did not have much of a feeling towards it. In her opinion, no matter how noble her bloodline was in the eyes of the other fellow clansman, under the circumstances that she was in this world, where did such nobility come from?

Qin Ying continued to speak excitedly, “If there is anyone in the universe who would dare to treat the direct descendants of the top ten Yama as the undead ghost, they will definitely be punished by the ten Yama Ghost Ancestors. If the Yama wants you dead, who would dare to stay behind?”

Bao Yuer said coldly: “What’s the use of saying all these now, but let’s still talk about just what method do you have to help me get out of my undead ghost identity.”

“Alright,” A trace of extreme joy flashed through Qin Ying’s eyes, then disappeared. Then, she said extremely seriously, “I will need some of your origin blood essence to expel your undead ghost’s imprint.”

“Brother Qin Wei, thank you!”

Su Changan smiled, and cupped his hands towards a Yang family cultivator. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on ɴovelFɪre.net

Yang Xinwei had originally believed that he would be able to enter the third round as well. If he was lucky, he might even be able to charge into the position of an elite disciple.

This fellow was a dignified disciple of the Jun Shan Dao Master, his hands were so shabby that they did not even have a magical equipment, but just like this, he was able to suppress him completely with his exquisite control over spiritual arts and techniques, and a magical equipment in his hands was actually easily suppressed, to the point where he was unable to even do anything to an envoy.

Yang Xinwei felt that his loss was extremely sullen. It wasn’t because he couldn’t exert his strength, but because he felt as if he had been crushed!

After Senior Chu Chuang, who was hosting his competition, announced his victory, Su Changan calmly walked down the arena. After greeting his close friends, he planned to leave, but right at this moment, a commotion suddenly came from a stage not too far away from him, and some of the better ones exclaimed their pity.

When Su Changan heard the voice, he saw a figure falling down from the stage, her entire body was still releasing white mist that was twitching, and on the stage, a tall and big lady was panting with her hands on her knees. It was obvious that in order to defeat her opponent, this female cultivator was also not relaxed, and rather looked as though she had won a battle, but she looked extremely unfamiliar, and was obviously not a female cultivator from Madame Yang.

“Elite seed with another surname?” Looks like this year’s Large Competition will not be the Yang family’s one on one show! ”

This thought flashed across Su Changan’s mind, but he did not put it to heart. He had absolute confidence in his own strength, and was determined to win the placing of the elite disciples.

Su Changan turned around and continued to walk out of the drill grounds, but unexpectedly, there were other people who hurriedly rushed over, and upon seeing him, he was startled, and immediately asked with a smile: “Chang An, how is it, you easily advanced again?”

Yang Qinghu had also succeeded in advancing to the third round. Just as she stepped down from the stage and was preparing to look at the other fights, she ran into Su Changan head on.

Originally, his relationship with Su Changan was just a normal thing. Everyone here was a Yang’s Diciples, and although Su Changan was surnamed Su, he was still the only disciple that Jun Shan acknowledged. From this point, Su Changan’s identity could be said to be extremely special.

However, as the genuine Yang’s Diciples, Yang Qinghu knew that although Su Changan’s status was extremely high in the Yang’s Diciples, it did not mean that all the Yang’s Diciplead good impressions of him. At the very least, as the current leader of the fourth generation of Madame Yang, Yang Qin had always maintained a neutral attitude towards Su Changan.

The reason was simple. Although Jun Shan Spirit Master had given pointers to Yang Qin Zhang on his cultivation many times, he had never admitted that he was his disciple. On the other hand, Su Changan was currently the only disciple of Jun Shan Dao Master.

In addition to that, there was a secret force within the clan that had been rejecting outsiders. This undercurrent had also secretly targeted Su Baozhang, who had been recuperating at home for a few years but had never made a move, Yang Qinghu and the rest of the junior generation might not have participated in it, but from the words and actions of the clan’s elders, they had obtained some hints. Some people began to maintain some distance from the non-Yang family disciples.

However, on the night of the third day, Yang Qinghu had already heard some of the hidden meaning in his grandfather’s words, which moved his heart when he saw Su Changan, and took the initiative to greet him.

Seeing Yang Qinghu’s enthusiasm, although Su Changan was surprised, he did not think much about it. He nodded his head and said, “I won by a fluke, from the looks of it, you will also advance to the next round, won’t you?”

Yang Qinghu did not have Su Changan’s confidence, so every time she advanced, it was worth being happy over. Thus, she said proudly: “To be able to pass the first two rounds, she would at least reach the minimum goal that my father set for me. However, I hope that after three days, she will not meet you in the third round.”

The two of them had just exchanged a few words, and then they heard the voice from the stage just now: “Wilderness Town, Ding Rulan wins!”

Yang Qinghu shot a glance in that direction before saying, “Another place’s cultivator has won. This time, the remaining nine people from the first round will need at least three more people to advance to the third round.”

After Su Changan heard this, he smiled and said: “This Ding Rulan seems to be very special. She seems to have trained in a very rare lightning technique, you have to be careful when you meet her.”

Hearing this, Yang Qinghu was quite excited, “Ha, I don’t know about this, thank you very much for reminding me, Changan.”

Before bidding farewell to Yang Qinghu, Su Changan couldn’t help but glance at his back. He felt that Yang Qinghu was being overly enthusiastic today, could it be that it was simply because he had successfully advanced to the next round?

Su Baozhang shook his head and turned to leave the drill grounds.