Perfect: I am Shi An from Shicun, and I am Huang’s brother!

Chapter 411 Qi Daolin's Awakening

"The lower realm..."

Qi Daolin's voice seemed to be squeezed out with difficulty from the depths of his throat. His fingers gripped Shi Hao's shoulders even tighter, his knuckles turning white from the force. The excitement, a mixture of disbelief and near-madness, almost seemed to embed Shi Hao into the ground.

His eyes, weathered by time and having seen through countless secrets of magical arts, were now fixed on Shi Hao's face, filled with unprecedented inquiry and urgency: "How did you obtain it? What kind of inheritance is it? Is it complete?"

The old dean was equally shaken. His aged body leaned forward slightly, and his cloudy eyes flashed with a sharp light as he stared at Shi Hao, awaiting his answer.

This is not only Qi Daolin's lifelong obsession, but also concerns the rise and fall of a supreme lineage.

Feeling the slight tremor in Qi Daolin's palm and the deep-seated obsession within him, Shi Hao no longer hesitated and said in a deep voice, "Actually, this inheritance wasn't obtained by me, but rather..."

At this point, Shi Hao turned to look at Shi An before continuing, "Later, it was only with the help of the Willow God that we were able to truly unlock the inheritance of the Supreme Hall and obtain the Six Paths Reincarnation Heavenly Art, the Grass Character Sword Technique, and other ancient treasures within it."

"Six Paths...Reincarnation...Heavenly Merit..."

Qi Daolin murmured these words repeatedly, as if they possessed unparalleled magic, causing his soul to tremble slightly.

The old dean also stared wide-eyed; those eyes, which had witnessed countless changes in the world, were now filled only with shock and disbelief.

All of this is because the Six Paths of Reincarnation Heavenly Technique is the most core and mysterious inheritance of the Supreme Hall!
"Ha ha ha ha······"

Suddenly, a burst of laughter rang out.

Qi Daolin was laughing loudly, his laughter so loud that the remaining azure clouds around him trembled slightly. There was no wild joy in his laughter, but rather an indescribable bitterness, relief, and the madness of a knot in his heart that had been untied for ages.

He laughed for a long time until tears welled up in his eyes, then his hand, which had been gripping Shi Hao's shoulder, slowly loosened and fell limply to his side.

"Okay...okay...okay!"

He said "good" three times in a row, each word as if he had used all his strength, his voice was terribly hoarse.

"I've searched my whole life, fought my whole life, battled against man and against fate, ventured into countless perilous places, and survived countless brushes with death, all to find it and restore the glory of my sect..."

"I never expected it already had a successor, and that person even became my disciple... Hahaha... Fate! Is this fate?!"

He staggered back two steps, his gaze falling on Shi Hao again, his eyes filled with complex emotions—gratification, excitement, and a sense of relief mixed with exhaustion.

"You brat, you've kept this from me for so long!"

Finally, he sighed heavily, but without any hint of blame. Instead, he reached out and patted Shi Hao's shoulder again, this time with much gentler force: "It's good that you've received the inheritance, it's good that it's you... It's a thousand times better than falling into the hands of others!"

The old dean also sighed, stepped forward, and patted Qi Daolin on the shoulder: "Little Qi, this is the will of Heaven that has favored you, and also the lineage of the Supreme Hall."

Upon hearing this, Qi Daolin took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently as if trying to dispel all the pent-up frustration and bitterness of the past. The turbid tears gradually disappeared, replaced by a clarity and peace, a sense of relief after the dissolution of obsession.

He wiped his face, and when his gaze fell on Shi Hao again, the initial frenzy and obsession had faded, leaving only a deep sense of satisfaction and emotion, like that of a mentor. "Good... very good."

He repeated, his voice much calmer, yet carrying a heavier emotional weight: "It was old... I was obsessed, searching and searching, going around in circles, and the last spark of the Supreme Hall was actually burning right beside me."

As he spoke, he turned to look at Shi An: "An, you two brothers... you kept this from me for so long!"

His voice echoed across the silent mountaintop, tinged with relief, helplessness, and a barely perceptible lingering fear. If this inheritance hadn't fallen into Shi Hao's hands, if he had missed his chance with those brothers...

However, Shi An simply smiled and said, "Senior Qi, it's not that I intentionally concealed it, but the Six Paths Reincarnation Heavenly Technique is of great importance. Before my brother and I have grown up, the fewer people who know about it, the better."

Upon hearing this, Qi Daolin was slightly taken aback. Then, his complex expression gradually transformed into a deeper sigh, which was no longer bitter but filled with understanding and lingering fear.

"Yes...yes!"

He murmured, his gaze sweeping over Shi Hao and then landing on Shi An: "It was I... I was too stubborn, and almost forgot the principle that possessing a treasure is a crime."

“You did the right thing, you did the right thing! If you hadn’t been so careful, once this earth-shattering inheritance was leaked, not to mention the Three Thousand Continents, even the remote borderlands would have attracted countless covetous eyes, and you would never have been able to grow up safely to this day.”

As he spoke, his fingers trembled slightly beneath his sleeves, as if recalling the bloody battles he had endured in his pursuit of the legacy.

He finally understood.

For two teenagers to choose to hide such a precious treasure during their vulnerable years was both wise and difficult. His obsession and grievances were nothing compared to the risks and pressures these two children faced.

Shi Hao looked at Qi Daolin with a sincere expression: "Master, now that I have inherited the legacy, I will definitely carry it forward and restore the prestige of the Supreme Hall, so as not to fail your expectations over the years."

Upon hearing this, a look of relief flashed in Qi Daolin's eyes. He then patted his shoulder heavily and said, "Good, your teacher believes in you."

"However, this path of cultivation is long and arduous, and you must always remain vigilant and never slacken your efforts."

Shi Hao solemnly agreed, secretly vowing to forge his own path to glory on this road.

At this moment, the old dean also looked at the two brothers with a deep gaze: "You two brothers are burdened with an extraordinary inheritance. Your future path will surely be full of hardships and challenges. But I hope you will remember that no matter when or where, you must stick to your original intentions, not be confused by external things, and not be subdued by power."

Upon hearing this, Shi Hao and Shi An exchanged a glance, both seeing a determined look in each other's eyes. Then, they both looked at the old dean and said in unison, "We will remember the dean's (teacher's) teachings."

"very good!"

The old dean stroked his beard and nodded, a hint of relief flashing in his cloudy eyes.

Looking at the two brothers before him, Qi Daolin was filled with mixed emotions. The obsession he had held for thousands of years had dissipated in an instant, giving him a sense of lightness as if he had been reborn. Even the bottleneck in his cultivation that had been stagnant for a long time seemed to loosen slightly.

(End of this chapter)