"Ancestor, above , please accept the bow of your unworthy descendant, Zhao Dingshan!"
As he spoke, Zhao Dingshan knelt down solemnly and bowed his head in a grand gesture.
anwhile, he spoke emotionally while bowing, "For many years, the young and old of the entire clan have fervently awaited the return of you, honorable ancestor. Today, upon finally seeing your jade-like countenance, true to the Dragon Seal and Phoenix Deanor, radiant like an immortal!"
Zhao Sheng had long beco immune to such aningless flattery, so he replied in a calm tone, "I dislike mundane formalities, so you may rise."
"Yes!" Zhao Dingshan responded, imdiately standing up tall, respectfully standing aside.
Zhao Sheng took a few steps to the Jade Couch, sat cross-legged, and then began to speak, "I ca here to the Tianzhu Realm to retrieve the relics left by the Ancestor as was his dying wish bestowed upon by Qiong Tian Ancestor. Ancestor Jing should have issued a decree regarding this. Are you aware of it?"
"This..." Upon hearing this, Zhao Dingshan felt a chill in his heart and, after hesitating for a mont, nodded gloomily, saying, "The ancestor did indeed ntion this matter. However..."
"Hmm, could it be that sothing unexpected happened in between?" Zhao Sheng raised his brows, imdiately sensing an unspeakable concern from the other party.
Hearing this, Zhao Dingshan’s face turned a deep red with sha, and he confessed, "Ancestor, your insight is as vast as the sea; I dare not hide anything. This matter involves a case in the history of the Zhao Family. Those shaless traitors not only betrayed the ancestral instructions by defecting to another realm but also embezzled from within, secretly stealing most of the treasures accumulated by our clan over millennia. They even... even presented the ancestral relics as gifts to external Great Sects.
This incident shad the Zhao Family ancestors throughout generations, truly an unprecedented disgrace for our clan. Therefore, I am ashad to even speak of it!"
Zhao Sheng’s expression remained as calm as an ancient well as he asked indifferently, "Oh, really? So that ans, the Nine Nether Tower, Ten Thousand Fire Tripod, Suru Ring, Chasing Sun Bow, and other ancestral relics have all fallen into the hands of outsiders?"
"Alas, we descendants have let the ancestor down, allowing you to be laughed at. You guessed correctly, except for the Ten Thousand Fire Tripod, the other treasures were taken by those traitors to the Spring Birth Realm." Zhao Dingshan sighed and said.
Zhao Sheng listened thoughtfully, then suddenly murmured to himself, "Spring Birth Realm? It’s not far from the Tianzhu Realm! It seems I have to trouble myself to go once more."
Upon hearing these words, Zhao Dingshan’s heart skipped a beat, and he inexplicably felt an exceedingly ominous premonition.
Originally, he intended to provoke the Ancestor’s anger, yet found the other party showed not a trace of anger throughout.
At this point, he could see that the Ancestor had transcended emotions, clearly having intentions of standing by idly.
He guessed absolutely right!
Zhao Sheng had no intention of getting involved in the Zhao Family’s internal disputes; even if internal strife caused division and severely hard the Zhao Family’s Primordial Qi, so what?
Even if part of the clan chose to leave for another realm, voluntarily integrating into the Spring Birth Realm, so what?
The Central Sect, where Zhao Dingshan resided, always boasted of being the ancestral lineage of the Zhao Family, indulging in the glory of the past, forgetting the principle of adapting to the tis.
In Zhao Sheng’s eyes, all the Zhao sects in the Tianzhu Realm were a group of stagnant fools, unaware of progress!
They clearly knew that the Tianzhu Realm would eventually beco a ’Spiritless’ land, yet they still foolishly fantasized about reversing the tide. It’s simply foolish beyond belief, a path to self-destruction!
To this day, the bloodline of Zhao has long spread across various realms, and the ’future’ of the clan has already shifted to the Taiyi Spirit Realm.
People like Zhao Dingshan continually refuse to face the harsh reality, which is that the Tianzhu Realm has already been abandoned, and the Zhao clan mbers should have looked for new paths long ago.
The Netherworld Realm, Mingye Realm, Da Chun Realm, Black Sand Realm, Cloud Sea Realm... even the Spring Birth Realm, these Constant Sand Worlds scattered across the Universe are all new Life Paths.
From seven or eight thousand years ago to today, in such a long span of ti, those with insight have already left, while those like Zhao Dingshan remain unmoved; indeed, they are unteachable!
Therefore, Zhao Sheng absolutely would not make futile efforts. Since these relic-clinging people are unwilling to leave the Tianzhu Realm, let them return to ’mundane’ with it.
It is said: Your bodies and nas will perish, but the rivers will flow forever!
Ti is the most magical existence in all the universes; it can change everything!
Perhaps in tens of thousands... hundreds of thousands of years later, the Tianzhu Realm will revive from stillness, and then the Spiritual Tide will rise again, giving birth to a new Spiritual Energy World.
Zhao Dingshan still expects the Ancestor to intervene and turn the tide, yet he doesn’t know that the Zhao sects have already been silently abandoned by the ancestors.
Zhao Xuanjing and the Zhao Family ancestors, although never explicitly stated, have long verified this harsh truth through their actions.
In the past three thousand years, none of the Zhao Family ancestors from the Taiyi Spirit Realm have returned to the Tianzhu Realm, and over the years, the decrees passed down from the Upper Realm have been few and far between, revealing the true intent of the ancestors.
Ironically, people like Zhao Dingshan are not unaware of the ancestors’ ’deeper aning,’ yet they have always held onto wishful thinking, refusing to face reality!
Back then, after Zhao Sheng read that intelligence Jade Scroll, he already surmised Zhao Xuanjing’s true ’intent,’ and therefore decided to ’stand by and watch’ even before setting out.
Zhao Dingshan, filled with unwillingness and holding on to the last shred of hope, once again poured his heart out to the Ancestor, repeatedly ’lanting’ the countless humiliations the Zhao Family endured over thousands of years, not forgetting to curse those ’traitorous branches’ who defected to the enemy.
The more he spoke, the more agitated he beca, his heart increasingly filled with indignation, until he was so incensed that his hair stood on end, and he wept in sorrow!
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