The Longevity Family: Starting from the Foundation Establishment Ancestor

Many original plot points were added, but the main plot remains the same as the original work. Some plot points were modified, such as Doctor Mo's strength. Just enjoy the show, brothers! It covers the human realm, the spirit realm, and the immortal realm.

The Kingdom of Yue, Yanling Fort.

The autumn wind swept through the green-tiled courtyard, carrying a few withered yellow leaves. The ancestral hall was filled with smoke, and the memorial tablets stood solemnly. In front of the tablet at the top, which read "The Tablet of Han Mu, Ancestor of the Han Clan," three incense sticks had burned down to almost nothing.

"Father...you really can't delay any longer."

Below the hall, a middle-aged man in his forties with a kind face knelt, his eyes red-rimmed. He was Han Changqing, the eldest son of the Han family, a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and his voice was trembling.

The old man in the blue robe slowly opened his eyes in the main seat.

Han Mu stared at the unfamiliar ancestral hall before him, fragments of memories still churning in his mind—he had transmigrated and become the ancestor of this early-stage Foundation Establishment family, with only three years left to live. And the Han family was facing annihilation.

"Changqing, stand up and speak." Han Mu's voice was hoarse, but carried an undeniable composure.

According to his memory, the original owner failed to break through to the mid-Foundation Establishment stage three years ago, damaging his foundation and causing his cultivation to drop back to the early-Foundation Establishment stage. Now, he can barely maintain his daily meditation. The family's only three miniature spiritual veins have also been targeted by the neighboring Blood Refining Sect.

"Father, Zhao Tieshan, the outer sect deacon of the Blood Refining Sect, sent someone again yesterday with a message..." Han Changqing stood up, gritting his teeth, "demanding that we hand over the 'Green Bamboo Peak' spiritual vein within half a month, or else... or else he will exterminate my entire Han family!"

Han Mu tapped the armrest lightly with his fingers.

The Blood Refining Sect, a minor sect of the demonic path, has a sect leader who is only at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, yet it has four elders at the early Foundation Establishment stage. With the Han family's current strength—besides him, there are only twelve Qi Refining stage members, the highest of whom is only at the ninth level of Qi Refining—they are indeed powerless to resist.

"How many people in the clan are still capable of fighting?" Han Mu asked.

"Including my son, there are only three people at the late stage of Qi Refining, five at the middle stage, and the rest are all juniors at the early stage..." Han Changqing's voice lowered. "If Father were at his peak, he would not be afraid of Zhao Tieshan, but now..."

Before he could finish speaking, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the courtyard.

"Grandfather! Father!"

A girl of about sixteen or seventeen rushed into the ancestral hall. She wore a pale yellow dress and had bright, lively eyes, but her face was now filled with panic: "The Blood Refining Sect people are here! They're outside the mountain gate, saying they want to see the Ancestor!"

Han Mu's eyes narrowed.

They arrived so quickly?

He rose, his blue robe fluttering, his internal spiritual energy sluggish, and his meridians aching faintly. This body was indeed at its last gasp, but…

"Help me out," Han Mu said calmly.

"Father, you..." Han Changqing said anxiously.

"It's alright." Han Mu waved his hand and walked out step by step.

At the mountain gate, three red-robed cultivators stood with their hands behind their backs. The one in the lead was a middle-aged man with triangular eyes and a peak Qi Refining cultivation level; he was none other than Zhao Tieshan. The two behind him were both at the eighth level of Qi Refining, their expressions arrogant.

"Old Master Han, how have you been?" Zhao Tieshan said with a forced smile, his gaze sweeping over Han Mu's pale face, a hint of contempt flashing in his eyes.

"What brings you here, Steward Zhao?" Han Mu stood still, his voice calm.

"I wouldn't presume to offer advice," Zhao Tieshan chuckled. "I'm just giving Old Ancestor Han a heads-up—there are thirteen days left in the half-month period. My Blood Refining Sect is determined to take the Green Bamboo Peak spiritual vein. If the Han family knows what's good for them and obediently hands it over, I, Zhao, can put in a good word for you with the Sect Master and spare your lives."

He paused, his tone turning cold: "If you don't comply... Ancestor Han should know that my Blood Refining Sect's 'Blood Refining Technique' is in dire need of cultivators' essence blood for cultivation."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two cultivators behind him simultaneously released their oppressive aura!

The aura of the eighth level of Qi Refining is like a gentle breeze to a Foundation Establishment cultivator, but Han Mu was weak at the moment and was forced to take half a step back, his face turning even paler.

"Father!" Han Changqing hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

Seeing this, Zhao Tieshan's last doubt vanished—this Han Mu was indeed finished.

"Old Ancestor Han, please consider this carefully." He left with these words, then turned and led his men away. As he reached the mountain gate, he turned back and added, "By the way, I will send someone to collect the first 'tribute' in three days—one hundred spirit stones. If one stone is missing, one person will be killed."

The three of them rode their magical artifacts into the sky, transforming into a red light and disappearing into the horizon.

The atmosphere inside the ancestral hall was deathly still.

Han Changqing clenched his fists, his nails digging into his flesh: "This is outrageous..."

"Grandfather..." Han Yunge held Han Mu's arm, her eyes reddening, "Your health..."

Han Mu waved his hand, signaling everyone to step back.

Returning alone to his quiet room, he sat cross-legged and examined himself with his inner senses—his dantian was depleted, his spiritual energy was as thin as mist, and his meridians were riddled with hidden injuries. In this state, let alone fighting an enemy, he wouldn't even last six months for daily breathing exercises.

"Is this how it all ends after this journey?" Han Mu murmured.

At that very moment—

【Ding! 】

[A bloodline family has been detected to be on the verge of extinction, meeting the binding requirements]

[The Longevity Family System is activating... 10%... 50%... 100%]

[Binding successful!]

[Host: Han Mu]

Current Family: Han Family (Yanling Fortress)

[Number of clan members: 87 (36 direct descendants, 51 collateral descendants)]

[Clan Level: Foundation Establishment (Unranked)]

[Family Fortune: Gray (Endangered)]

A mechanical voice echoed in his mind, and Han Mu's pupils contracted slightly.

system?

Having read many novels in his past life, he naturally knew what this meant. He calmed himself and tried to communicate.

"System, what functions do you have?"

This system is dedicated to assisting the host in building an immortal family. Rewards can be obtained for family members' cultivation level improvement, power expansion, and completion of special events.

[Main Quest Released: Clan Survival]

[Mission Objective: Eliminate the invading enemies of the Blood Refining Sect and resolve the current crisis]

[Quest Reward: Jade Slip of "Minor Five Elements Sword Formation" x1, Ten Years of Cultivation Initiation]

[Punishment for failure: Family annihilation, host's soul scattered]

Han Mu's eyes suddenly sharpened.

Kill the invading enemy? Three days later, Zhao Tieshan will send people to collect the spirit stones; that will be the opportunity.

However… in his current state, even if he launched a sneak attack, his chances of winning against a peak Qi Refining cultivator were slim. Unless…

"System, can I get an advance payment for the cultivation boost?" Han Mu asked in his mind.

[New Player Benefits: Partial Rewards Can Be Advanced]

[Do you wish to prepay for the "Five Years of Cultivation Initiation"? Prepaying will halve the mission rewards.]

"Advance payment," Han Mu said without hesitation.

[Advance payment successful]

The next moment, a warm torrent surged from his dantian, instantly sweeping through his limbs and bones!

Han Mu groaned, feeling his depleted meridians being frantically cleansed by pure spiritual energy. His hidden injuries healed at a visible speed, and his Qi Sea rapidly filled. His cultivation, originally at the early Foundation Establishment stage, steadily increased—

Foundation building, first floor, second floor, third floor...

It eventually stabilized at the fourth level of the Foundation Establishment stage!

Only one step away from the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment!

Han Mu opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing within them. He clenched his fist, feeling the long-lost power within his body, a cold smile playing on his lips.

Zhao Tieshan... Peak Qi Refining?

Three days later, I will test your sword on you.

"System, bring up the control panel."

[Host: Han Mu]

[Realm: Foundation Establishment Level 4 (True) / Foundation Establishment Level 1 (Surface)]

[Cultivation Technique: Primordial Longevity Technique (First Level)]

[Spells: Basic Five Elements Spells, Weapon Manipulation Spells, Qi Concealment Spells]

[Magic Item: None]

[Family: Han Clan (Yanling Fortress)]

Family members: 87

[Family Talent: Not Activated]

[Current Mission: Eliminate the invading enemies of the Blood Refining Sect (Remaining Time: 2 days 23 hours)]

Han Mu's gaze fell on the "Realm" column.

He has the true cultivation level of the fourth level of Foundation Establishment, but on the surface he only shows the first level of Foundation Establishment... Is this a hidden effect that comes with the system? It saves him the trouble of concealing it.

This world is too dangerous. You never know when a high-level cultivator will suddenly appear, hiding their strength, which suits him just fine.

I got up and pushed open the door; the autumn wind was bleak in the courtyard.

In the distance, the Green Bamboo Peak was shrouded in mist. It was the best of the three miniature spiritual veins of the Han family, so it was no wonder that the Blood Refining Sect coveted it.

"Father." Han Changqing, who was waiting outside the door, rushed forward when he saw him come out. "You look better..."

"It's alright," Han Mu said calmly. "Pass down the order that the mountain gates be kept closed for the next three days, and no one is allowed to leave. You take Yun Ge and the others to take inventory of the talismans and magical artifacts in the storehouse and prepare to meet the enemy."

Han Changqing was taken aback: "Fight the enemy? Father, you mean...?"

"Kill them in three days," Han Mu uttered, then turned and went back into the house.

Han Changqing was left standing there, staring at his father's back, when he suddenly felt that... his ancestor seemed different from before.

Inside the quiet room, Han Mu took out the only three spirit stones in his storage bag and began to stabilize his cultivation.

Outside the window, dusk was falling.

A storm is brewing.