Immortal-Exterminating Divine Venerable

"What's the situation outside? Has a True Immortal appeared in the Immortal Dao?"

The man, his hair and beard snow-white yet his face still youthful, asked coolly.

The powerful aura of a Demigod Peak radiated from him wantonly, and he showed no concern for whether the people prostrating before him—the very ones who called him "Old Ancestor"—could endure it.

Yet the people prostrating on the ground seemed accustomed to it, their hearts filled with even greater awe for the Old Ancestor's power.

Thus, the moment he finished speaking, a Chief Steward spoke up to answer.

"Reporting to the Old Ancestor, no True Immortal Level powerhouses have appeared in the outside world. However, we did receive a piece of news… it seems…"

The Chief Steward hesitated.

"'It seems' what? Speak!"

Their Old Ancestor was incredibly domineering. With a frown, his power caused the Chief Steward's body to tremble, and the man immediately blurted out, "We've received news that there seems to be a problem with the Immortal Cultivators outside. It appears someone has annihilated a large number of powerhouses at and above the Void Immortal Realm. What's more, the remaining Immortal Cultivators below the Void Immortal Realm can no longer advance their cultivation. They're even regressing day by day."

"Someone killed everyone in the Immortal Dao above the Void Immortal Realm? What a joke! You actually believe something so absurd? Besides, that's something even I, your Old Ancestor, cannot accomplish. Do you think someone else could? Did a True God descend? And what's this about the Immortal Cultivators below the Void Immortal Realm? Their cultivation has stagnated, and they're even regressing every day? Are you trying to make a fool of me?"

The white-haired man flew into a rage.

He glared at the Chief Steward.

But now, the Chief Steward was no longer as timid as before. He knew he had already spoken; if he couldn't give the Old Ancestor a satisfactory explanation, his fate would likely be grim.

He immediately spoke up, "Old Ancestor, please quell your anger. When I first heard this news, I also found it utterly unbelievable. But Old Ancestor, do you know who provided me with this information?"

"Who? Don't tell me it was Yuan Haotian of the Vast Heaven Immortal Sect. Or was it those traitors from the Ye Family?"

The white-haired man's face was full of disdain.

But the Chief Steward's next words made even this conceited Demigod's heart tremble.

"It was indeed someone from the Ye Family, but not one of the traitors. It was someone from the Main Lineage—someone from the Main Lineage who emerged from the Profound Sun Secret Realm. I've already tested them with the Ye Tianxuan Gate Order. They are definitely from the Main Lineage."

The Chief Steward was certain.

This revelation stunned not only the white-haired Demigod Peak but also everyone else prostrating on the ground.

They were all descendants of the Martial Arts Powerhouses who had been loyal to the Ye Family over six thousand years ago. A few among them had even witnessed that great catastrophe with their own eyes.

Although their hair was now white with age,

it did not mean they had forgotten the Ye Family.

On the contrary, the vast majority of them still held out hope for the Ye Family. Even the man they revered as their Old Ancestor was, in truth, nothing more than a trusted servant of the Ye Family Main Lineage back in the day.

All these years, his prestige and status had been built on the name of the Ye Family Main Lineage. Otherwise, how could so many Martial Cultivators have gathered here?

Now, a genuine member of the Ye Family Main Lineage had appeared.

So, his position as "Old Ancestor"...

"You're certain?"

The Demigod Peak's eyes glinted.

"Old Ancestor, I am certain."

"Good. Bring her here. There are some things I must ask her myself. You should all understand that the Immortal Dao is powerful. We have been turtled up in this place for over six thousand years. If we fall for a scheme by the Immortal Dao, wouldn't all these years of suffering be for nothing? What's more, I have now reached the very threshold of the True Divine Realm. Once I step into it, defeating those Immortal Cultivators will be a simple matter. At such a critical juncture, those Immortal Daoists might well be plotting against us, so it is best to be cautious."

"However, if she is truly from the Ye Family Main Lineage, then I, Lu Dingyuan, will acknowledge her as my lord!"

At these words, everyone nodded in agreement.

Although they desperately hoped for a true scion of the Ye Family Main Lineage to emerge, take charge, and change their current circumstances,

they would rather not if it meant being ensnared in a plot.

Besides, they knew nothing about the current state of the Ye Family Main Lineage.

Therefore, they found themselves agreeing with the words of the Demigod Peak, Lu Dingyuan.

With Lu Dingyuan's command, the Chief Steward immediately passed down the order. Soon, a figure in pale green approached from the distance. Who else could it be but Ye Wanyu?

Seeing her approach, Lu Dingyuan, the Demigod Peak Old Ancestor who appeared calm on the surface but was inwardly weaving a web of schemes, let out a sigh of relief.

'So it's a girl. Tsk, tsk… and a Dao Body, no less. The heavens are truly on my side.'

A glint appeared in Lu Dingyuan's eyes.

His original plan—to treat the newcomer as a spy regardless of what they said—changed in an instant. All because the visitor was a woman.

The Ye Family built its legacy on the Martial Dao, passing it down through its bloodline. But it had always been passed down exclusively to men.

This was because the Ye Family's Cultivation Technique was one of Supreme Yang and Firmness, making it incredibly domineering.

A woman's body could never endure it.

Therefore, had the visitor been a man, Lu Dingyuan would have used every trick in the book to kill him and protect his own status. But instead, a woman had arrived.

This woman couldn't threaten his position. On the contrary, she could be the bridge that allowed him to legitimately become the true master of all these people.

As long as she became part of his Lu Family.

With this in mind, Lu Dingyuan's gaze shifted to a handsome young man in the distance.

The young man seemed to sense his gaze, looking up with a slight smile.

He had clearly understood his ancestor's intention.

This greatly satisfied Lu Dingyuan.

'With Qianfan on the case, how could a little slip of a girl like her possibly escape the palm of my Lu Family?'

Feeling smug, Lu Dingyuan naturally had no intention of making things difficult for the newcomer.

Instead, he strode forward to meet her.

To everyone's surprise, Lu Dingyuan—the very man who had just solemnly vowed to carefully investigate whether the newcomer was a spy from the Immortal Dao—

walked up to Ye Wanyu, bowed deeply, and announced loudly, "Lu Dingyuan greets the young miss of the Main Lineage!"

His actions

sent a shock through everyone present.

But an instant later, they all turned and prostrated themselves before Ye Wanyu,

addressing her as "Young Miss."

Seeing this, Ye Wanyu, who had been apprehensive upon entering, immediately relaxed.

Watching so many people bow before her,

a feeling of holding power over the life and death of others welled up inside her.

This was especially true given that many of them were far more powerful than she was.

Even their leader…

She had heard from the person who brought her here that he was the Old Ancestor of the Lu Family, a Demigod.

A Demigod was bowing to her.

Ye Wanyu felt an extreme sense of satisfaction, her vanity swelling to its absolute peak.

A trace of arrogance crept into her expression.

But then, her thoughts immediately turned to the person who currently infuriated her the most.

Yang Xiao.

At the thought of him, Ye Wanyu couldn't help but clench her fists.

She sneered inwardly. 'Yang Xiao, this time, with so many people backing me, I can't wait to see how you die! Hmph! She's my sister. We're both young ladies of the Ye Family. Who are you, a complete nobody, to think you're worthy of her!'