Volume 1: Life is like first love Volume 2: The wind rises and the sky is cold Chapter 149: Hanyang Old Ancestor, not dead!

  "The clan leader, it's him! Help me avenge!" The red-robed giant uttered these last words, unable to bear any more, and fell to the ground dead. His corpse quickly withered away, finally turning into flying ash that was blown away by the wind on this altar.

  "I will avenge you." Yan Lian gazed at the silhouette of Su Ming, formed by the blood of the Great Han in mid-air, and nodded.

  Han Fei furrowed her brow, her gaze fixed on the figure. She felt as if this person had a hint of familiarity, but she couldn't recall where that feeling came from.

  "Tribe leader, let Fei handle this person. He killed my tribesman, I'll go capture him." Han Feizi spoke in a low voice, his tone as cold as ever.

  "Alright, but you only have two days, don't come back late." The young woman smiled slightly, tucked a strand of hair blown by the wind behind her ear, and said softly.

  Her actions were filled with an inexplicable temptation, causing the tall young man beside Han Feizi to stare blankly for a moment before quickly lowering his head, not daring to look.

  "Yan Guang, you go with them too. This new guest at An Dong's place can instantly kill Lin Dong, he must have some cultivation." Yan Luan turned around and looked at the young man who was lowering his head, her right hand raised and gently stroked his face.

  Yan Guang's body trembled, and he hastily stood up, respectfully saying "yes".

  "Go, this blood shadow can guide you, find him."

  Su Ming gazed at the distant storm, gazing at the blurred outline of a massive building within it. Although he couldn't see the details of the building, only a vague silhouette, there was an aura of immense pressure emanating from it, moving with the storm.

  He raised his right hand to his chest, and immediately his body's blood and flesh began to vibrate. A wisp of mist was forced out from within him, and in front of him it transformed into a small person the size of a palm, whose appearance was exactly like Feng.

  "You don't know?" Su Ming withdrew his gaze from the storm and looked at He Feng, his eyes not shining brightly, but the way he fell into He Feng's eyes made He Feng's heart skip a beat. He knew he had been too hasty and had aroused Su Ming's suspicion. Moreover, after going through all these things, he no longer underestimated Su Ming as he used to, and at the same time, he felt that Su Ming's intelligence had grown, giving him a feeling of being seen through.

  "Little people really don't..." And Feng's cautious and careful answer, but only got halfway through, under Su Ming's calm gaze, And Feng couldn't continue.

  "The purpose of the Yan Chi Department, perhaps, is for the relic of your ancestor from the Han Shan Department, but more... it's to lift the slave imprint of the Nu tribe. The Pu Qiang Department and An Dong Department have spent hundreds of years, at great cost, opening this place time and again, all for this very reason."

  Others didn't know I could understand, but if you don't know... Su Ming smiled, but the smile looked cold in He Feng's eyes.

  "Master... you're so insightful! Brilliant! These things, even a lowly person like me can only guess at. This... because it's uncertain, I didn't say anything." He Feng licked his lips and looked at Su Ming with a mixture of surprise and admiration, speaking repeatedly.

  Su Ming gazed at He Feng, his words and expression were something he had never seen before.

  Under Su Ming's gaze, Feng was quite tense and blinked his eyes, just about to speak.

  "I actually know what you're hiding." Su Ming suddenly spoke up, his words causing He Feng's heart to skip a beat.

  Su Ming's gaze withdrew from He Feng, looking at the sandy plain surrounded by mountains in the distance, where the building connecting heaven and earth was located. In this position, he couldn't hear the sound of the storm, but could feel an astonishing power existing within it.

  "Honestly, I haven't hidden anything from you, Master. Don't be suspicious. This... I really haven't hidden any of the things I know. I've told you everything, and my life is in your hands. How could I dare to deceive you?"

  Moreover, the master is wise and divine, whatever thoughts I have, the master can see at a glance, how dare I...” He Feng hurriedly forced a smile, but in his heart he was coldly snorting, secretly thinking that with his many years of experience, what hadn't he seen before, this Mo Su's deceitful words, don't think about deceiving him.

  "Old Ancestor of Mount Huan has not died." Su Ming gazed at the building in the distance within the storm, muttering to himself.

  Kazefuki's mental state was severely shaken, and he had originally wanted to hide it, but Suming's words were like a thunderbolt that suddenly struck, directly causing Kazefuki's everything hidden to collapse, revealing the true secret in his heart.

  This secret, his all, his most important thing, was at this moment, however, directly spoken out by Su Ming's murmuring voice. More importantly, Su Ming's tone wasn't inquiring, and he didn't even ask He Feng, but rather, he was talking to himself.

  "Master... Master is joking... How... how can this be?" Kazehaya took a deep breath, his expression greatly changed, but this didn't necessarily prove he was guilty, it could also mean he found the situation hard to believe.

  "Ancestor, how is it possible that you haven't died? If the Ancestor hadn't died, the three departments wouldn't have dared to rebel. If the Ancestor hadn't died, the three departments would have been trembling with fear long ago and wouldn't still be staying in Handan City..." He Feng's face was filled with incredulity, seeing Su Ming ignore him, still gazing at the building within the distant storm, he knew that was where the Ancestor's mausoleum was.

  "I understand, Master thinks that the three tribes have always been slaves and should still be restricted. From this point, you guessed that Lao Zu didn't die? If so, Master, you're wrong. I know through some classics that back then, Lao Zu extracted the blood essence of the three tribes and condensed it into three stone pillars. As long as the pillars don't break, the three tribes will forever be slaves."

  "These three stone pillars, along with Old Ancestor, can sit and think that if Old Ancestor hadn't died, just a thought would be enough to make the three bloodlines perish in an instant. How could they have survived until now?" He Feng's face showed a dazed expression, and he hastily explained, seemingly thinking while explaining, without directly denying it, but rather revealing a tone of also pondering and analyzing whether this matter was possible.

  "Haruto, I can feel it, his spiritual energy." Su Ming closed his eyes and spoke slowly. He did not deceive Haruto, standing here, as he gazed at the building within that storm, he felt a thick spiritual aura emanating from within the building in the midst of the storm.

  This spiritual energy, Su Ming couldn't sense it when the blood vessel in his body hadn't formed yet, but now this feeling is very clear. Moreover, the small green sword in his body also has some differences here.

  This surge of spiritual energy is majestic, its interior is filled with vitality, overflowing and endless, absolutely not like a tomb!

  His words once again shocked He Feng's mind and spirit, causing him to fall silent involuntarily.

  "How much longer do you want to deceive me!" Su Ming suddenly opened his eyes, which were cold and ruthless inside, staring at the gentle breeze floating in front of him, taking a step forward to approach.

  Harmonious wind body trembled, just about to retreat, but saw a flash of green light, suddenly making the small green sword flash out from Su Ming's brow, circling Harmonious Wind once, stopping its retreat while at the same time stopping in front of Harmonious Wind, the sword tip pointing directly at his forehead.

  The chill dissipated, and the gentle breeze stirred his spirit into turmoil. The sword's majesty intimidated him, and he slowly broke into a bitter smile.

  "The master is clever, and the villain was anxious, indeed showing his true colors"... The old ancestor has indeed not died.

  Hei Feng's expression was complex, and with a bitter tone, he said in a low voice.

  "This is the biggest secret of my Mount Huan lineage. Our ancestor had an unexpected occurrence during his cultivation, so he built this tomb and went into seclusion here... He said back then that if he emerged within a hundred years, his cultivation would have made a breakthrough; if not, later generations should not disturb him."

  As time passed, there were gradually rumors of the death of Lao Zu. After probing several times, San Bu suppressed the restrictions of being a slave clan with the help of outsiders and replaced the Handan clan.

  But even they couldn't tell whether the old ancestor was dead or not. For hundreds of years, every time they opened this place, it was to get rid of the slave imprint, and also to see if the old ancestor had died...

  Behind the scenes, I have been secretly investigating for years and found out that Tiān Hán Zōng was involved. It seems that during the rebellion back then, Tiān Hán Zōng had provided assistance, and the three divisions were controlled by the three factions of Tiān Hán Zōng's power, so they naturally didn't get along with each other.

  "This time, Yan Chi Department mastered the transmission method, and their ambition grew. If they opened the old ancestor's closed place, it would be fine if the old ancestor had already died... but if he really hadn't died..." He Feng said here, his expression dimmed, and he paused for a moment.

  "If Huan Shan Lao Zu hadn't died, this time Yan Chi department's action, the part of Tian Han Zong's power behind him must have known about it. In that case, they will appear and kill Huan Shan Lao Zu." Su Ming said slowly.

  He Feng hesitated for a moment, then seemed to have made up his mind. He looked at Su Ming and said in a low voice, "Master, I can let you enter the place where Lao Zu is in seclusion without breaking this seal. If you go in ahead of time, perhaps your gains will surpass those of Yan Chi Department."

  Su Ming's gaze swept across He Feng's body without a word.

  "Fang Mu's aunt, Cang Lan, being a disciple of the Tian Han Sect, can return to the Andong Department at this moment... Then, the forces of the Tian Han Sect behind Han Fei Zi and Yan Chi Department can also send someone to come..."

  "No wonder Han Feizi could enter the Tianhan Sect, but he himself asked to delay. This matter is probably related to this place." Su Ming's eyes were deep in thought as he gazed at the distant plain surrounded by many valleys, his figure taking a step forward, not towards the distant plain, but towards its left side.

  "There must be something strange going on here, it's too early to go to Mount Huan, the place where the old ancestor of Mount Huan is in seclusion, and it will cause a lot of trouble... Moreover, even if the old ancestor of Mount Huan really didn't die, not to mention the next move of Yan Chi's department, just because I enslaved his tribe, it's hard to explain."

  "Why don't we first go find the Tianlai branch, and after gathering all the medicinal materials for the Quenching Life Powder, then make a decision?" Su Ming remained silent, as the scattered powder spread out, covering an area of about 200 zhang, before disappearing into the mountains.

  Time flew by, and half a time later, in the misty sky, a white cloud suddenly appeared, whistling as it came. On that white cloud, Han Fei Zi wore a veil, her beautiful eyes calm and elegant. Behind her was a tall young man named Yan Guang. In front of them, there was a bloody shadow pointing to where they had come from.

  "This person stayed here half an hour ago...". Han Fei's jade-like hand pointed at the blood shadow, closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them and spoke in a light tone.