Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1579 - 852: Two Ancestors Granting Talismans (Part 3)

Observing the silence from the other side, the robed middle-aged man felt a sense of apathy and shifted his gaze toward the monk-like figure, Zhao Quanhua.

"Elder Hua, our collaboration in the Black Bamboo Forest was quite pleasant, don't you think—"

His voice trailed off abruptly as his eyes snapped toward the hall’s entrance with an intense glare.

The remaining Immortal Ruins Guests, sensing a change in the atmosphere, turned their attention to the doorway simultaneously.

Just then, Zhao Dashan and Zhao Sheng strode into the hall one after the other.

Upon seeing the Three Ancestors, all the gathered cultivators rose in unison, offering respectful salutations.

Zhao Dashan wore an affable smile, waving his hand to signal them to return to their seats as he guided Zhao Sheng to the seat of honor.

Once settled into the primary Jade Chair, Zhao Dashan gave a slight flick of his wrist.

An extra Jade Chair emerged from the floor beside him, positioned just a fraction lower to his left.

"Chonghe, take your seat," Zhao Dashan beckoned with a warm grin.

Offering a respectful bow, Zhao Sheng moved to the chair and sat down with graceful poise.

The Immortal Ruins Guests present exchanged startled glances, their eyes darting from Zhao Sheng in the seat of honor to the fuming, grim-faced man identified as Zhao Chonghe.

The hall descended into an awkward silence as the onlookers struggled to hide their bewildered expressions.

Dismissing his great-grandson’s internal turmoil, Zhao Dashan spoke directly, "Chonghe, most of the juniors here are unfamiliar with you, so provide them with a proper introduction."

Zhao Sheng gave a brief nod, rose to his feet, and clasped his hands toward the assembly, announcing, "I am Zhao Sheng, styled Chonghe, hailing from the Red Cloud Spirit Domain. It is a pleasure to meet you all for the first time."

A ripple of excitement went through the cultivators, and they greeted him with enthusiastic smiles.

This reaction was spurred not only by his recent fame as the clan's "New Daoist," but also by the fact that he had attained the Returning to Void stage, marking him as a figure of significant authority.

After Zhao Sheng resumed his seat, Zhao Dashan added with authority, "Heed my words well, you monkeys. I have entrusted the Golden Blade Talisman to Chonghe. You would do well to consider your future actions accordingly!"

The room gasped in shock, dozens of eyes fixated on the composed countenance of Zhao Sheng.

Zhao Chonghe, his face turning an unsightly shade of blue, stood up abruptly and protested, "Great-grandfather, I implore you to reconsider! The Golden Blade Talisman is far too significant to be handed out so recklessly. Your grandson humbly requests that you retract this order."

Watching this, the young Daoist, the robed man, the black-haired female cultivator, and the other Immortal Ruins Guests silently hoped the Three Ancestors would heed the request and revoke the transfer.

The importance of the Golden Blade Talisman could not be overstated, as ownership granted authority over others.

None of the gathered cultivators desired to see someone suddenly ascend above them to command their movements.

"Humph!"

Seeing his great-grandson challenge his authority, Zhao Dashan’s expression soured, and he barked, "Sit down!"

Struck by the raw display of displeasure, Zhao Chonghe flinched, his legs failing him as he collapsed back into his seat.

He bowed his head low, burying his face so that none could read his true emotions.

Witnessing this, the others suppressed any remaining objections, offering quick nods and submissive smiles.

Zhao Dashan’s mood improved slightly as he reminded the group of the critical nature of the mission to find the Taiching Spirit Realm Immortal Ruins Guests.

When he questioned the members on their progress, their collective silence confirmed his fears, though he refrained from reprimanding them.

Shortly thereafter, Zhao Dashan departed, intentionally leaving Zhao Sheng behind.

Recognizing the intent behind the gesture, Zhao Sheng waited for the Ancestor to leave before approaching Zhao Quanhua, the member with the highest Cultivation level.

Their polite conversation quickly forged a bridge of familiarity between them.

While Zhao Chonghe retreated from the hall in a rush, many other Immortal Ruins Guests gathered around Zhao Sheng.

Handling the social interaction with ease, Zhao Sheng revealed that he too was an Immortal Ruins Guest, a confession that stunned the others and drew them permanently into his orbit.

...

Meanwhile, at the cave mansion.

Zhao Chonghe stormed back to his inner chambers, where his seventeenth brother, a youth in golden robes, awaited his return.

The youth noticed his brother's dark aura and hurried over, asking, "Sixth brother, what troubles you? Who dared to incite such rage?"

Zhao Chonghe shattered a Jade Table with a violent strike and growled, "Humph, such immense humiliation! This affront today is a debt I shall collect tenfold in the future!"

The golden-robed youth’s heart sank, and he fell deathly silent.

After venting his fury, Zhao Chonghe regained his cold composure.

He sank onto his Jade Couch, his expression shifting in deep thought as streaks of Violet Thunder Light flickered around him.