Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1357: 731: Divine Artisan Zhao Clan (Part 2)

Capítulo 1357: Chapter 731: Divine Artisan Zhao Clan (Part 2)

Her heart was filled with anxiety, and she suddenly stomped her foot, declaring in a quiet voice, “You cannot leave!”

“How dare you!” The store manager’s face paled at this sight. He stood up instantly and shouted, “Move aside this instant! Delaying him will bring ruin upon us all.”

“It is no trouble.” Zhao Sheng waved his hand dismissively. He observed the young girl before him with a look of intrigue, suddenly remarking, “A chance meeting is dictated by destiny. If there is something you wish to tell me, speak your mind now.”

Kang Min’s thoughts raced for a second, leaving her speechless. Having acted purely on impulse, she now felt her face burn a deep crimson as she avoided his gaze, her composure failing.

Observing this, the store manager let out a silent sigh. He bowed deeply toward Zhao Sheng and whispered, “Ancestor Master, this girl is the City Lord’s daughter. Her forefather was a Returning to Void Ancestor Master who perished a millennium ago. She is merely young and foolish, offending you without intent. I pray you do not take it to heart, out of respect for her ancestor's previous service to the Sect.”

The manager of the Green Dragon Pavilion was indeed a man of great loyalty and integrity.

To risk the wrath of the Sect’s Ancestor Master for the sake of this girl was an act that forced Zhao Sheng to view him with newfound respect.

Hearing the manager’s plea, Kang Min understood she had stepped into a “massive disaster.”

Caught between panic and fear, she acted on a sudden whim and blurted out, “I… I wish to be your disciple.”

Zhao Sheng gave a faint smile, scanning the girl from head to toe. For a reason he could not explain, his Primordial Flood Dragon bloodline felt a slight tremor.

“Become my disciple?… No.”

Upon hearing his refusal, Kang Min’s face turned deathly pale, and she staggered back as if she might collapse. The maid standing behind her was trembling like a leaf, too terrified to even breathe.

“However… you have caught my interest. Would you consider becoming my concubine instead?”

What!

The sudden change in direction was so jarring that Kang Min froze, her mind going completely blank.

The Green Dragon Pavilion manager was equally stunned, never expecting such a turn of events…

He recovered quickly, however, and was filled with immediate joy. He urged Kang Min, “You foolish girl, it is the luck of ten lifetimes to be picked by the Ancestor. Why are you just standing there? Go forward and pay your respects!”

Snapping back to reality thanks to his prompting, Kang Min shyly bowed to Zhao Sheng. “Min’er is but a common willow, and to receive Husband’s favor is the blessing of many lives. Yet, marriage is a grave matter, and I must first inform my father. Husband, would you be willing to come with me to the City Lord Mansion?”

It was clear that Kang Min was a woman of both resolve and sharp intellect.

When faced with a life-altering choice, she did not hesitate to agree.

She sensed an opportunity to change her destiny, vaguely grasping that the man before her was likely a legendary figure within the Spirit-controlling Immortal Sect.

After all, the title of “Ancestor” carried immense weight!

Anyone addressed as “Ancestor” possessed a Cultivation base at least at the Returning to Void stage, or perhaps even higher…

Anything beyond that was something Kang Min didn't even dare to contemplate.

“A very clever decision. I have always preferred women with wit. Come with me.”

As he spoke, Zhao Sheng moved forward and rested his hand upon Kang Min’s shoulder.

In the blink of an eye, the two vanished from the room without leaving a single trace.

Zhao Sheng arrived at the City Lord Mansion and met with Kang Min’s father and her senior kin without any difficulty.

He didn't need to waste words; simply revealing his Returning to Void Realm Cultivation was enough to send Kang Min’s father and ancestors into a state of wild excitement.

There was no hesitation or rejection; Kang Min’s great-grandfather agreed immediately, even attempting to offer nine other daughters of the Kang family's main line to serve as maids.

Unfortunately, none of them interested Zhao Sheng, as only Kang Min caused his heart to stir.

…

Two weeks later, Zhao Sheng guided Kang Min through the Cross-Domain Transmission Array, arriving at Yellow Wind Immortal City located in the southwest of the Ten Thousand Peak Spirit Domain.

Yellow Wind Immortal City stood as one of the nine great Immortal Cities of the domain, spanning nearly ten thousand miles and housing a population in the billions.

The sheer magnitude of this city was undoubtedly the greatest Zhao Sheng had witnessed across all eight of his incarnations.

Surrounding this magnificent Immortal City were sixteen “satellite” cities, positioned like stars protecting a moon.

Longshan City sat to the north of the Immortal City, featuring massive walls hundreds of feet tall that looked like mountain ranges, stretching toward the horizon until they disappeared from sight.

Floating above the city were various massive Floating Island Lands, each boasting breathtaking views and ranging from hundreds to over a thousand miles in size.

These Floating Island Lands were arranged in a strict vertical hierarchy. The higher an island floated, the larger its area and the more majestic its spiritual aura became.

In contrast, the lower-altitude islands were smaller, protected by array barriers that appeared dimmer and more subtle.

Among these floating territories, one stood out as the largest, covered in an array of towers and palaces. Its scenery was so exquisite that it was famous throughout the entire Immortal City, not just Longshan City.

This was Divine Art Island, the ancestral home of the Zhao Family.

On this day, a cloud drifted slowly from the horizon, coming to a halt at the edge of Divine Art Island.

Standing upon the cloud were Zhao Sheng and Kang Min.

“Who approaches? State your identity immediately!”

As the cloud stopped, a figure shot out from the island, appearing before them. It was a grey-haired, middle-aged man.

Dressed in golden armor, his Cultivation was at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage.

Zhao Sheng said nothing. He simply reached into his sleeve, pulled out an ancient bronze medallion, and flicked it toward the man.

The middle-aged man caught the token, and upon seeing it, his body shook with pure shock and disbelief.

“This… this is the Ancestor’s own personal medallion?!” he cried out.

He quickly regained his composure, clutching the token tightly as he bowed with deep reverence to Zhao Sheng. “Junior Zhao Gaohuai greets the Clan Elder. Since you hold the Ancestor’s token, please follow me onto the island at once.”

“Lead the way,” Zhao Sheng answered calmly.

The man hurried to open the array barrier, ushering Zhao Sheng and Kang Min inside.

As they moved, he frantically sent out nearly a dozen communication talismans to alert the clan's Divinity Transformation Ancestors.

Shortly after, in a grand yet refined palace, Zhao Sheng sat upon a Jade Couch with Kang Min seated close behind him.

The middle-aged man quickly ordered a group of maids to serve a constant stream of Spirit Fruits and Spirit Foods, alongside two pots of Thousand-year-old Spirit Tea.

At that moment, several streaks of light landed outside the hall, and three white-haired elders marched inside.

Zhao Sheng looked at them and felt a pang of disappointment. Though all three possessed Divinity Transformation Realm power, their potential was spent, and their Life Span was clearly nearing its end.

“Hmm?”

“Huh?”

“Ah!”

Their faces showed a mix of confusion and total shock upon seeing Zhao Sheng.

The oldest elder, who had a long beard, suddenly rushed forward and dropped to his knees before Zhao Sheng.

He shouted at the top of his lungs, “Junior Zhao Gaoping pays his respects to the Ancestor! May the Ancestor be blessed with eternal life and soon achieve Ascension!”

Hearing this, the other two were stunned. They scrambled forward and both knelt to perform a formal kowtow:

“Junior Zhao Jinmin, pays respect…”

“Junior Zhao…”