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The fire was finally extinguished.

It wasn't that the elders had found a solution; it was simply that everything that could be burned had been burned.

The flames licked the last piece of charred wood a couple more times, seemingly reluctant, before finally going out.

The Wen family, numbering over a hundred, stood in front of the ruins, all covered in dust and dirt.

The entire Wen family home was burned down just like that. Where will they live now? How will they survive?

Standing at the forefront of the crowd, the Wen family patriarch watched as his amassed fortune was reduced to ashes. His teeth clenched so tightly they ground together, and after a long pause, he finally managed to squeeze out, "I'm going to find the Ancestor! I'll beg him to come out of seclusion and find this arsonist, tearing him to pieces!"

The elders nodded in agreement, filled with righteous indignation.

In the corner, Lin Zhixu lowered his voice and asked the person next to him, "His patriarch won't really drag you out, will he?"

Yu Linzhou touched his nose, his eyes unusually unfocused: "It's really hard to say. That old man Wen Henian has a high level of cultivation and a special ability. If we really investigate carefully, I'm afraid we won't be able to hide it."

Lin Zhixu was silent for a moment: "Then what should we do?"

"It's alright," Yu Linzhou waved his hand. "I've dealt with him a few times, so we can barely be considered to have some kind of relationship. Besides, he hasn't been involved in the Wen family's affairs for thousands of years, so he might not be willing to step forward."

Lin Zhixu was somewhat surprised: "The Wen family's house was burned down, and he just doesn't care?"

Yu Linzhou: "It is true that Wen Henian came from the Wen family, but he has no bloodline left in the Wen family, and the Wen family has never produced a second junior who can catch his eye."

"Times have changed. To put it bluntly, he and the Wen family are now strangers with the same surname. If he were to meddle in every trivial matter, just handling household chores would exhaust him."

Lin Zhixu thought about it and agreed. In ordinary families, the feelings fade after three generations, let alone in this place where who knows how many generations have passed.

Yu Linzhou patted the ash off his robes and raised his chin in a good mood: "Let's go, we've had enough of the excitement, let's pack up and go to the next one."

After hastily settling the remaining clansmen, the Wen family head was about to set off with Elder Feng to invite the ancestor when he suddenly remembered something and turned to scan the crowd.

He frowned and scanned the area again, but still couldn't find that familiar figure.

"Where is that unfilial son?!" The Wen family head's face darkened with anger. "What time is it? He's still running around everywhere, only causing me trouble!"

Elder Feng quickly smoothed things over: "Young Master may have left with the others first. Patriarch, don't worry, let's hurry and go find the Ancestor. This matter cannot be delayed."

The head of the Wen family took a deep breath, barely suppressing another surge of surging blood and qi, and angrily flicked his sleeves.

Once he has resolved this matter, he will definitely punish this rebellious son according to family rules!

……

Wen Henian was sitting in front of the hall, holding a cup of spiritual tea in his hand. The tea was fragrant and wafting. Outside the hall, the disciples were practicing their swordsmanship with great effort, and the sword light was shining brightly in the sunlight.

He squinted at it for a while, then nodded in satisfaction.

Although these disciples are not the most talented, they are diligent and easy to teach.

As people get older, they prefer to worry less.

Just then, a disciple quietly entered the hall and respectfully bowed: "Master, two people have arrived outside. They claim to be your juniors and wish to see you. Would you like to see them?"

Wen Henian paused slightly, his brows furrowing in confusion: "My junior? What junior do you have?"

The disciple tentatively asked, "You mean...they're liars? Then I'll go and chase them away?"

Wen Henian pondered for a moment, then raised his hand to stop him: "He shouldn't be a swindler. What swindler would dare to come to Lingyun Sect to cheat people? They must be tired of living."

He placed the teacup on the table, stroked his beard, and muttered to himself, "When I was young, I traveled far and wide and certainly made many acquaintances. Could I be a descendant of some old friend?"

Wen Henian tossed and turned but couldn't figure out where this junior came from, so he simply dusted off his robes and stood up: "It just so happens that I'm not busy today, so let's meet them. Lead them to the side hall, I'll wait for them there."

……

The Wen family head and Elder Feng looked up at the palace that pierced the clouds and the mist-shrouded peaks, their hearts filled with immense awe.

If one could cultivate here, even as an outer disciple, it would be a hundred times better than being a family head or elder in Nanling.

The disciples passing by would occasionally cast curious glances at them.

These two people looked unfamiliar, and with their appearances, they were clearly not from any sect.

After all, in the sect, apart from those outer sect servants with really low talent who can't even break through to the Foundation Establishment stage, who doesn't present themselves as young?

Generally, after reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, one's appearance will be fixed at the age at the time of the breakthrough. Unless some people in high positions need to show their power with an older appearance, no one wants to walk around with an old and ugly face.

The head of the Wen family looked at the young disciples passing by, his eyes practically green with envy.

Anyone you pick out is at least at the Foundation Establishment stage, and they even look younger than Wen Wuqing, so they must have reached the Foundation Establishment stage at a very young age.

There were also some disciples whose cultivation levels he and Elder Feng couldn't discern at all; most of them were already at the Golden Core stage or higher.

Then he thought about himself, who had been stuck at the first level of the Golden Core stage for countless years, unable to break through. Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken the risk of going to the black market to exchange for a breakthrough pill.

We're all human, so why is there such a big difference?

However, his arrival at Lingyun Sect today might be an opportunity for him. Perhaps he can receive guidance from the patriarch!

The two waited outside the hall for a moment, when a handsome young disciple pushed open the door and nodded slightly to them: "Please come with me, the patriarch invites you in."

Patriarch Wen and Elder Feng thanked him repeatedly and followed the young man into the inner hall.

The furnishings in the hall were extremely simple, with nothing but a few landscape scrolls. A white-haired old man sat high on the main seat, his hands casually resting on his knees, his eyes half-closed, revealing no expression.

The young man bowed and said, "Master, the person has been brought."

The two dared not look any longer, quickly stepped forward, and respectfully knelt down to perform the grand salute: "Junior Wen Changshan/Wen Feng greets Ancestor!"

Wen Henian nodded slightly, his gaze lingering on the two of them for a moment.

Wen Changshan, Wen Feng, surname Wen.

He searched through his memory for a while, finally managing to glean a vague recollection from some obscure corner.

It seems to be his original family from before he went into seclusion. They hadn't been in contact for a thousand years, and he had almost forgotten that such a lineage still existed.

But it's been so many years, and they haven't been wiped out yet?

"Ahem, what brings you here today?"

Wen Changshan cried out.

"Ancestor! The Wen family has suffered a terrible calamity! The main house has been burned down, leaving not a trace!"

"Our Wen family has been established in Nanling for thousands of years, and we have never had such a deadly feud with anyone. Someone must be deliberately trying to harm our Wen family. We beg our ancestor to do us justice!"

Wen Henian became interested and sat up straight: "What happened? Tell me in detail."

The young man standing nearby: "..."

Master, why are you acting up here, always wanting to join in the fun?

Is this appropriate?