I became the Open Source Saint Ancestor in the Cultivation World

In the lush, flower-filled garden, bursts of women's laughter could be heard.

A fat old man dressed in a green brocade robe, his eyes blindfolded, kept struggling forward as he followed the sound.

"Hey, I've got you. Let me give you a kiss." As he said this, he pulled the woman in his arms into his embrace and groped her all over before letting her go.

"Master, I'm here, come and catch me!" The surrounding beauties laughed and joked excitedly.

"Okay, don't run away, watch how I catch you."

"Oh dear... I'm here... come quick..."

Song Tao waited quietly in a corner of the garden, without disturbing them.

Half an hour later, the master, panting heavily, tore off the strip of cloth and said, "I'm tired, let's rest for a while."

A group of concubines quickly surrounded him, helping him to sit down in a nearby pavilion. Some massaged his legs, some rubbed his shoulders, and some served him tea...

After Song Tao waited for him to catch his breath for a while, he stepped forward.

"Master Xue, my junior brother Ma has finally arrived. Senior brothers Chen and Zhou have also gone back to report."

"And as I just asked, as expected, Junior Brother Ma doesn't know what happened in the sect either, let alone why the disciples stationed in the city were summoned back."

Xue Tiande nodded and casually said, "In that case, have Steward Liu arrange a room for him."

"Yes," Song Tao bowed in response.

Once outside the garden, Song Tao explained to Ma Ke, "I've already informed Master Xue, but he's busy and doesn't have time to see Junior Brother Ma right now. Anyway, there's no rush, so I'll take Junior Brother to see Young Master Xue."

Ma Ke didn't say much, and followed him along the covered walkway to another courtyard.

Xue Wenshao, who was also having fun, didn't have time to see Ma Ke. Ma Ke, on the other hand, didn't care and just wanted to see what tricks they could come up with.

Afterwards, Song Tao took Ma Ke to the steward.

"Steward Liu, please arrange a good room for my junior brother." As he spoke, Song Tao stuffed a silver ingot into Steward Liu's hand.

Butler Liu accepted the gift with a smile, saying, "Of course, of course."

Then, he personally led Ma Ke to the northeast corner of the Xue residence, pointed to the surrounding rooms and said, "Young Master Ma, please choose whichever room you like."

Ma Ke looked around and, although the surroundings were quiet and there didn't seem to be many people living there, the environment was indeed quite nice, and he was quite satisfied with it.

So, he casually pointed to a room and stuffed a gold ingot into Steward Liu's hand, saying, "This room will do. Thank you, Steward Liu."

Butler Liu's eyes lit up, and he said with a beaming smile, "Young Master Ma, please feel free to speak your mind."

"Steward Liu is too kind. I'm just new here and I'm afraid I might be unfamiliar with the rules and offend the master and young master."

Ma Ke then inquired about the two former fellow disciples' experiences as guards over the past year, as well as the temperament and hobbies of the Xue family father and son.

This was no secret; having received the money, Butler Liu naturally told him everything.

Although he phrased some of his words tactfully, Ma Ke still understood them.

The Xue family father and son are probably local bullies who run rampant in the village and do all sorts of evil, and I, their so-called bodyguard, am just a thug who helps them bully others.

Because of the protection of Xue Wenzhou, an inner disciple, the outer disciples used to obey him without question, simply hoping to gain the favor of the Xue family father and son and thus establish a good relationship with Xue Wenzhou.

If he could get some help from Senior Brother Xue someday, that would be a great deal. Everything Song Tao did was probably for this.

Ma Ke didn't say much. He thanked Steward Liu and returned to his room, where he began to make plans.

Soon, he made up his mind and stopped thinking about the Xue family. He began to focus on selecting the right spells for himself from the "Open Source Limitless Skill".

These spells naturally belong to the thousands of people in the Ziyang Sect who have already practiced this technique.

It has everything from the Qi Refining stage to the Nascent Soul stage, and the number is constantly increasing. It is estimated that there will eventually be tens of thousands of people cultivating it.

Given the current situation, it is clear that the Ziyang Sect has already promoted this technique throughout the entire sect.

Although Ma Ke was in the Qi Refining stage, he did not directly select spells and insights from the Qi Refining stage. Instead, he first set his sights on the Nascent Soul stage, because the Nascent Soul stage also had spells from the Qi Refining stage.

Even with the same spell, a Nascent Soul cultivator's comprehension will far surpass that of a Qi Refining cultivator.

Ma Ke's prediction was correct; the opponent indeed knew several spells he was familiar with, and many more that he himself did not know.

He diligently absorbed the other person's insights into his own mind, his fingers beginning to form hand seals in sync with those insights.

With just a simple incantation, a rocket half an arm's length long quickly condensed in front of Ma Ke, and it became even more solid.

"As expected of a Nascent Soul cultivator, this spell is much simpler and faster than my previous ones, and the power displayed by the rocket is several times stronger." Ma Ke was overjoyed. If this weren't the Xue family, he would really like to try it.

After practicing diligently for a while to ensure he had fully mastered it, Ma Ke quickly switched to another spell, wanting to make all the Qi Refining spells from the Nascent Soul stage his own as soon as possible.

Before we knew it, it was noon, and a sound of footsteps approached from afar.

"Is Junior Brother Ma in his room?" Song Tao's voice rang out from outside the door.

Ma Ke stepped forward and opened the door, only to find Song Tao carrying two food boxes.

"I specially selected a few dishes and drinks for you, I don't know if they will suit your taste." As she spoke, she carried in a food box, placed it on the table, and took out the dishes and drinks one by one.

He set out two bowls, two pairs of chopsticks, and two wine glasses, clearly preparing for two people.

Then, he filled both glasses and said earnestly, "Junior Brother Ma, we'll be in the same boat for the next year. Come on, let's have a drink together."

"Senior Brother Song is right, please." Ma Ke never expressed any dissatisfaction with Song Tao from beginning to end, and his attitude remained the same.

Seeing Song Tao drink it all in one gulp, Ma Ke also downed his cup without hesitation.

Then, Song Tao started a conversation, and while chatting and eating and drinking, just like on the way there, the two brothers finished off the entire table of food and wine.

For the next two days, Song Tao did the same thing at every meal, bringing his own food box to eat with Ma Ke.

One evening half a month later, Butler Liu came over and said, "Young Master Ma, my master invites you."

Ma Ke then followed him to the gate of the Xue residence, where he found that a large number of people had already gathered there, all holding various weapons, and some of them looked like skilled martial artists.

When Song Tao saw Ma Ke approaching, he immediately greeted him warmly.

"Why are you making such a fuss? What happened?" Ma Ke asked.

Song Tao shook his head: "I was just notified too, I don't know what happened."

Ma Ke then stopped asking questions.

A short while later, a young man dressed in white brocade robes and holding a folding fan stepped out.

"Greetings, young master." The servants quickly bowed.

Xue Wenshao looked over and asked, "You're Ma Ke?"

"Greetings, Young Master Xue," Ma Ke said, neither humble nor arrogant.

Xue Wenshao nodded slightly: "Perform well, and I won't treat you unfairly."

Before Ma Ke could answer, Song Tao quickly replied, "My fellow disciples and I will certainly follow Young Master Xue's lead."

"Haha...good." Xue Wenshao laughed loudly, mounted his horse by stepping on the back of a male servant, and then waved his hand and shouted, "Let's go!"