Chapter 1966: Dim Lights, A Cup of Hot Tea as Warm as Home (Second Update)

Inside Dao Ancient Imperial City, the imperial-robed man in the pavilion clenched his hands tightly behind his back, his expression grim, as he stared at the dissipating wisp of green smoke in the distant sky, silent for a long time.

The old man behind him dared not even breathe heavily. Although equally horrified inside, he forcibly suppressed it, not daring to show the slightest hint.

"I sensed the aura of Soul Blood…" A murderous intent flashed in the imperial-robed man's eyes. He had a suspicion, a suspicion that had been a thorn in his heart for hundreds of years!

"Those chosen consorts must undergo Soul Fusion as quickly as possible!" After a long while, the imperial-robed man slowly spoke.

"As you command!" The old man immediately knelt on the ground, the back of his robe now soaked with sweat. Facing this unpredictable Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate, he had witnessed too many people inexplicably executed.

The imperial-robed man flicked his sleeve, and his figure vanished without a trace.

In the southern part of the Sky City, before the dao ancient Hall, Wang Lin, under the astonished gazes of the surrounding dao ancient clansmen, stepped towards the dao ancient Hall. However, his figure did not enter the hall but disappeared before it.

When he reappeared, he was already behind the mountain, in a place like a paradise. Beside him was a clear stream, its waters gurgling as they flowed over stones, with fish happily swimming within.

Beside the stream was a thatched hut. In front of the hut was a stone table and several stone chairs. On one of the chairs sat a young man in green robes. He looked young, but an aura of ancientness emanated from him, as if he had experienced countless years.

He looked at Wang Lin, a smile on his face.

On the stone table was a tea stove, with hot water boiling on it. The moment Wang Lin appeared, the water boiled, and steam rose from the bubbling surface.

"Come, I, your Master, have boiled this pot of hot water for you. Let's savor this ancient fragrant tea together."

Wang Lin also smiled, walked forward, and poured half a cup for both himself and the other person. He first picked up a cup and handed it to the green-robed man with both hands.

The man took it with a smile, looking at Wang Lin kindly.

Wang Lin sat down beside him, picked up his own teacup, brought it to his lips, and took a sip. He closed his eyes, feeling the fragrance fill his mouth, then transform into a warm current that spread throughout his body, making him feel entirely warm.

"How is it?" the green-robed man asked with a smile.

"It has the warmth of home," Wang Lin said, opening his eyes and smiling.

Upon hearing this, the green-robed man immediately burst into laughter, looking very happy. He had been waiting here for his Disciple's return, personally brewing a pot of hot tea, precisely to tell Wang Lin that from now on, this place would be his home!

Because the tea could warm the body and make one feel a sense of warmth.

The two had not seen each other for hundreds of years, but at this moment, there was no barrier between them; they were very harmonious. The green-robed man continuously looked at Wang Lin, becoming more satisfied the more he looked.

"When I, your Master, left the Immortal Clan back then, I was very reluctant, but when I sensed your appearance in the Immortal Clan, I knew that sooner or later, you and I, Master and Disciple, would meet again!

I began preparing this pot of tea back then." This green-robed man was none other than Xuan Luo!

"Everything about you in the Immortal Clan, I, your Master, have always paid attention to. It's just that I couldn't go there to pick you up. Once I went, those Great Heavenly Venerates in the Immortal Clan would become aware…" Xuan Luo looked at Wang Lin and slowly said.

"But I believe that the only Disciple I took will surely be extraordinary. He will leave the Immortal Clan and come to my Dao Ancient Lineage!"

Wang Lin put down his teacup and met Xuan Luo's gaze.

"Disciple promised Master that I would come here and protect the Dao Ancient Lineage…"

"White-Haired Sky Venerate, the foremost person below a Great Heavenly Venerate, good!" Xuan Luo stood up with a laugh.

"Wang Lin, rest for a few days. Three days later, I, your Master, will take you to some places. These places will be of great benefit to the improvement of your cultivation. It is the first gift from your Master for acknowledging me as your Master!"

Xuan Luo looked at Wang Lin, smiled, and with a flicker of his body, vanished without a trace.

"Wang Lin, this place is yours!"

Wang Lin stood up and bowed towards the sky. After a long while, he looked up, gazing at his surroundings, a complex expression in his eyes. He stood there, and slowly, the complexity in his eyes gradually faded.

"Forget it, I'll just stay in this Dao Ancient Lineage…" Wang Lin sighed softly, sat on the stone chair, and silently drank his tea.

He intended to live here long-term. If no accidents occurred… he would protect the Dao Ancient Lineage until he fulfilled his promise to Xuan Luo, even though he still felt unfamiliar with this place.

Three days passed in a flash. Wang Lin, in this paradise-like place, breathed the fresh air and watched the sunrise and sunset. Three days later, he felt Xuan Luo's summons, walked out of the thatched hut, and with a single step, ripples echoed, and Wang Lin's figure disappeared from this paradise.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of the dao ancient Hall. It was the morning of the fourth day, and the entire peak was shrouded in a clear mist. In front of the dao ancient Hall stood Xuan Luo, with nine people behind him.

Among these nine, seven were male and two were female, all with extraordinary cultivation. They had all achieved Perfection at twenty-seven stars and received the title of dao ancient. The moment Wang Lin's figure appeared, the gazes of these nine people converged on him.

Wang Lin's expression was calm as he swept his gaze across the nine. The highest cultivation among them belonged to an old man, who surprisingly gave Wang Lin a feeling similar to an Immortal Clan Sky Venerate Cultivator.

As for the other eight, they were comparable to Heavenly Venerates.

Wang Lin was looking at them, and they were also looking at Wang Lin, but compared to Wang Lin's composure, the nine were all shocked the moment they saw him.

In their perception, Wang Lin seemed to have transformed into a huge Vortex, devouring their gazes, and even subtly pulling at the Ancient Clan power within their bodies.

"We, your subordinates, greet the Young Venerate!" The nine were silent for a moment, then bowed in unison towards Wang Lin.

"Wang Lin, these nine are my subordinates, who have followed me for many years. From now on, these nine will obey your commands," Xuan Luo said with a smile, watching the nine bow to Wang Lin.

"Thank you, Master," Wang Lin said calmly.

Xuan Luo smiled, about to continue speaking, but suddenly frowned and looked at the sky. Wang Lin also noticed and looked up at the firmament.

As for the nine, they only now sensed the change in the sky and looked up one by one.

A moment later, numerous ripples appeared in the sky. As these ripples spread, a flash of purple light emerged, transforming into dense purple Qi that permeated the firmament. With the spreading purple Qi, a low roar was heard, and a giant arm suddenly stretched out from within the purple Qi, followed by a several-hundred-zhang-tall giant, who stepped out.

After him, another several-hundred-zhang-tall Ancient Demon followed. In a moment, nearly a hundred people emerged consecutively from within this purple Qi!

Each of these nearly hundred people possessed considerable cultivation. Although not many had reached the Heavenly Venerate realm, almost all were comparable to Golden Venerates, including Ancient Gods, Ancient Demons, and Ancient Devils!

After they appeared, they stood neatly in the sky, kneeling on one knee towards the purple Qi.

"Greetings, Ancient Emperor!" A sound like a low roar echoed through the heavens and earth.

As the sound emerged, the purple Qi violently churned, and a person walked out from within. This person wore imperial robes, a diadem, and had an imposing demeanor without anger. With his hands behind his back, he walked step by step.

Behind him were two old men, who were bent over, following him.

Wang Lin's gaze swept over the two old men, his eyes flickering almost imperceptibly. These two surprisingly possessed an aura not inferior to an Immortal Clan Sky Venerate!

“Greetings, Ancient Emperor!” Xuan Luo's subordinates, the nine people standing in front of the dao ancient Hall, immediately showed respect the moment they saw the purple Qi. After the imperial-robed man appeared, this respect transformed into fanaticism, and they immediately knelt on one knee.

Only Xuan Luo and Wang Lin stood there, watching calmly.

"Ye Dao, greets Venerate Xuan." The imperial-robed man smiled slightly. In his smile, his majestic expression immediately softened, becoming like a spring breeze, making anyone who saw it feel a sense of closeness.

Wang Lin stood there, looking at the man in imperial robes. Wang Lin knew his identity from the kneeling words of the surrounding people: he was the Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate!

Looking at this person, Wang Lin couldn't help but compare him to Immortal Emperor Lian Daozhen. This person's cultivation and temperament couldn't compare to the Immortal Emperor, but the reverence he received from others was clearly evident from Xuan Luo's nine subordinates.

"His cultivation is merely that of a Heavenly Venerate." Wang Lin's expression remained normal. The Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate's imperial power could influence all dao ancient clansmen, but it could not influence Wang Lin.

"What brings you here?" Xuan Luo's expression was normal as he slowly spoke.

"Three days ago, Ye Dao noticed the smoke from the incense burner here rising to the sky, guessing that a new powerhouse had emerged in our Dao Ancient Lineage, so I came to see. Venerate Xuan, is this the powerhouse?" The Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate smiled and nodded slightly towards Wang Lin.

"He is this Venerate's Disciple. You must have heard of him, the Immortal Clan's White-Haired Sky Venerate, Wang Lin! He will replace this old man and protect my Dao Ancient Lineage when I undergo Reincarnation." Xuan Luo spoke calmly, giving the Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate a meaningful look.

"Wang Lin, he is the Imperial Venerate of my Dao Ancient Lineage! He is also the one you need to protect in the future. If he abdicates, you will choose one from among the various Imperial Princes to become the new Imperial Venerate—this is the right of a Great Heavenly Venerate!"

Wang Lin's expression remained normal, but his heart stirred. This was the first time he had heard that the choice of successive Imperial Venerates was decided by the Great Heavenly Venerate!

"The Ancient Clan's imperial power and Great Heavenly Venerates can coexist for countless ages… perhaps it's precisely because of this! No wonder Ji Du, the Imperial Prince of the Primeval Ancient Lineage, sought my help. Because my combat power, being the foremost person below a Great Heavenly Venerate, must have some unknown connection to him gaining the Primeval Ancient Great Heavenly Venerate's regard."

As Wang Lin pondered, a low shout suddenly came from one of the old men beside the Imperial Venerate.

"Although he is a Great Heavenly Venerate's Disciple, he is still a member of our dao ancient Clan. According to clan rules, all clansmen, except for Great Heavenly Venerates, must kneel when they see the Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate!

You, why do you not kneel!" The old man's eyes gleamed with cold light, and his words were sinister!

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