Hearing Huang Tianbao say that the empty land below wasn't his family's territory, Lu Ming turned his head curiously to look at him.
"Not yours? Then whose is it?"
Big Yellow also looked at Huang Tianbao with curiosity. It had once been a dog bully in Peace Town, so it knew the importance of territory best. How could anyone just give up their territory...
"Oh, this is the territory of the neighboring country. They abandoned it because they felt the feng shui here was bad..."
Speaking up to this point, Huang Tianbao looked down at the land below again and couldn't help but mutter, "Look at this, it's all top-grade fertile land! How could the feng shui be bad?"
"What's bad about it? What a waste!"
Hearing Huang Tianbao's words, Lu Ming's mouth twitched.
Let's be honest here—is it possible that you are the actual source of that bad feng shui?
After all, compared to one's life, territory wasn't all that important.
Wasting land was always better than wasting one's life!
"Eldest senior brother, let's go to the royal mausoleum first. I want to pay respects to my family."
Since he was now a disciple of an immortal cultivation sect, he had to share the good news with his ancestors no matter what.
"Alright..."
Lu Ming agreed and steered the spirit boat.
Following Huang Tianbao's guidance, they arrived at his family's royal mausoleum.
The royal mausoleum was situated in a place nestled against mountains and rivers. The outer perimeter was enclosed by a giant stone wall.
The main entrance was a vermillion-painted stone archway, with the words "Yongan Mausoleum" carved crookedly onto the lintel.
Just looking at the style of the characters, it was clear they weren't written by an educated person. They were rather ugly.
Lu Ming was somewhat puzzled. Who carved these characters?
Seeing Lu Ming's gaze, Huang Tianbao chuckled and explained, "These characters were carved by my ancestor, the founding emperor, Huang Batian. Before he became emperor, he was a beggar, so his handwriting has a rather... unique style..."
Hearing Huang Tianbao's explanation, Lu Ming nodded in understanding. That made perfect sense.
Big Yellow also wagged its tail. A beggar could become an emperor? Impressive!
"By the way, what's the name of your country?" Lu Ming turned his head and asked.
Having known Huang Tianbao for so long, he only knew that he had inherited a country, but he didn't know its name yet.
"The Zhenxu Dynasty!"
Hearing this name, Lu Ming was taken aback. Generally, countries called "dynasties" should be massive and powerful, right?
Whether this Zhenxu Dynasty was powerful or not, he didn't know, but it certainly didn't look very big!
Because as they traveled along, they realized that even including the territory abandoned by others, the Zhenxu Dynasty only seemed to be about the size of a single province back home.
In the vast cultivation world of the Xuantian Continent, this was clearly not large.
Perhaps sensing Lu Ming's confusion, Huang Tianbao scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Well... when the country was founded, our ancestor didn't really understand these things, so he just used the word 'dynasty'..."
Lu Ming nodded. Afterward, the two humans and one dog walked through the archway.
They stepped onto a wide path, lined with imposing stone statues of men and horses.
At the end of the path was the main tomb. In front of the burial mound stood a stone tablet, which was carved with the life story of Huang Tianbao's ancestor.
At the very end, there was even a line added: "I loved wine in life. My descendants must offer wine during the four seasons; do not use fake wine."
Seeing these words, Lu Ming's mouth twitched. He hadn't expected this founding emperor to be a drunkard...
Huang Tianbao laid out the offerings in front of the tomb and began to pray:
"Ancestors above, your unfilial descendant has come to visit you.
I hope you can bless me to succeed in my cultivation, ascend early, stay safe and sound, and pick up more immortal herbs and spiritual medicine..."
Hearing Huang Tianbao's long list of wishes, Lu Ming's eyes widened. Please, your ancestors are dead, not turned into turtles in a wishing well. Aren't you asking for a bit too much?
Just when Lu Ming thought Huang Tianbao was finally done wishing, he heard Huang Tianbao's voice continue:
"Oh, and please trouble yourselves to also bless my eldest senior brother and second senior brother. I hope they also succeed in their cultivation and ascend early..."
Hearing Huang Tianbao ask his ancestors to bless him as well, Lu Ming felt rather embarrassed. This was way too much trouble. Would it exhaust his ancestors?
Thus, he quickly bowed and saluted.
"Sorry for the trouble, everyone. Thank you very much..."
Big Yellow watched Lu Ming's actions from the side. Although it didn't understand what was going on, that didn't stop it from copying him.
It bowed and raised its paw in a salute, expressing its thanks.
"Woof woof!!"
Just when Lu Ming thought Huang Tianbao was finally going to finish, Huang Tianbao's voice rang out once more:
"Dear ancestors, let me trouble you one more time. Please bless my sect to grow and flourish, and become the number one sect in the cultivation world..."
Hearing this, Lu Ming almost choked on his own spit.
You're going to work your ancestors to death!
After paying their respects, Huang Tianbao led Lu Ming and the others further inside.
As they walked deeper, the tombs became simpler and simpler, until they eventually turned into ordinary dirt mounds.
Seeing this, Lu Ming understood that this was likely due to the increasing number of deaths over time.
Huang Tianbao led them to a grave and laid out the offerings.
"Imperial Grandfather, I've come to see you.
Let me tell you, I've joined a sect. An immortal cultivation sect... I'll be able to cultivate immortality in the future...
The sect is very good to me, and my senior brothers treat me very well..."
Listening to Huang Tianbao's chatter, Lu Ming couldn't help but feel emotional. This guy was also one to only share the good news and keep the worries to himself.
While Huang Tianbao was still chattering...
"Boom..."
A sudden, thunderous roar echoed.
Startled, Lu Ming and the others turned around. They saw a black beam of light shooting straight into the sky from the center of the royal mausoleum.
"Holy crap, Third Junior Brother, black smoke is rising from your ancestral grave!" Lu Ming couldn't help but exclaim.
"Woof woof!!"
Big Yellow's eyes also went wide.
They had seen ancestral graves emitting green smoke, but they had never even heard of one emitting black smoke.
Meanwhile, Huang Tianbao looked at the soaring black beam of light and couldn't help but mutter, "It really is rising. Is this our ancestors showing their spirit?"
Lu Ming, who was observing the black light, almost tripped when he heard this.
Is it possible that your ancestors were so angered by you that they literally went up in smoke?
After the black beam of light shot into the sky, several nearby sects and cultivators also noticed it.
They all rushed toward the location, wanting to see if there was some sort of opportunity or unexpected event.
At this moment, Ye Fan had already left the Haoran Sect's spirit boat.
He had told his Sect Master that he wanted to go out and experience the world to temper himself.
The Sect Master had been worried and didn't want him to go, but Ye Fan insisted.
"Geniuses need to be tempered," he had said, a single sentence that silenced the Sect Master.
Left with no choice, the Sect Master could only replenish his supplies. Knowing that his Chengying Sword had been stolen, he even gave him another decent spirit sword.
"Junior brother, let me go with you to gain experience," Tu Feifei said as she watched Ye Fan prepare to leave.
"It's too dangerous. You should return to the sect," Ye Fan refused without hesitation.
Women were the most troublesome of all.
Back in the secret realm, if it hadn't been for her, he would have escaped from the cave long ago and wouldn't have been ganged up on.
Looking at Ye Fan's departing figure, Tu Feifei was deeply touched.
Her junior brother really cared about her.
Not long after Ye Fan left the spirit boat, he also saw the black beam of light rising into the sky.
"Such dense yin spiritual energy. Let's go see if there's any opportunity there."
Afterward, Ye Fan also rushed toward the Zhenxu Dynasty.
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