Martial Universe: Inherit the Future, Quickly Become a Martial Ancestor!

In the vast world, in the lower plane of Tianxuan Continent.

Eastern Xuan Domain, Immortal Dynasty.

Inside the pavilion of the royal garden, a dozen or so young men and women sat in a circle, intently watching the blue figure in the center.

The young man proclaimed loudly: "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river; never underestimate a young man's potential!"

"Nalan Yanran, you don't need to pretend anymore. Today, I, Xiao Yan, will divorce you!"

"You dare to divorce me?"

Upon hearing this, Nalan Yanran's face immediately turned ashen...

"Blue River!"

A clear, cold voice suddenly rang out, piercing the lively atmosphere in the pavilion like an icicle.

"Oh no, Sister Lan Ying is here!"

"Hurry up, hurry up..."

The boys and girls sitting around the table changed their expressions and scattered like startled birds.

In the blink of an eye, only the blue-robed boy who was telling stories remained in the pavilion.

The young man in blue looked at the scattering crowd, subconsciously raised his hand to touch his nose, coughed lightly, and then put on his usual ingratiating smile. He turned around to meet the figure walking towards him.

The figure was also dressed in azure blue, with a face as white as snow, a straight nose, and eyebrows like the moon. Although she was dressed as a man, her feminine aura and typical oval face revealed her true identity as a woman.

Lan Ying, the most beloved princess of the current emperor of the Immortal Dynasty, is also the leading figure of the younger generation of the Lan family. At a young age, she has already reached the cultivation level of the Second Nirvana Realm, making her the top genius among the younger generation of the entire Immortal Dynasty.

In the original world, it was she who led the Immortal Dynasty in the Hundred Dynasties War, led a group of geniuses in battle, and finally joined the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace.

At this moment, he saw the princess, dressed in blue and disguised as a man, standing with her arms crossed, looking at him with a half-smile.

"Sister Lan Ying..."

Lan He chuckled.

Don't give me that.

Lan Ying crossed her arms, her face cold, and said in a chilling voice, "What kind of nonsense are you telling those guys now?"

"How can you call it a mess!"

Lan He straightened his back defiantly and retorted, "This is an inspiring story! Fortune changes every thirty years, never underestimate a young man's potential! What an ambitious young man!"

Lan Ying looked at him with a half-smile: "Oh? Then tell me, young man, when do you plan to break through from the Great Perfection of the Yuan Dan Realm to the Creation Realm?"

Lan He's imposing manner immediately diminished, and he stammered, "Well... cultivation can't be rushed. It has to be done naturally..."

"It happened naturally?"

Lan Ying raised an eyebrow, slowly stepped forward, and snorted coldly, saying, "I think you're just waiting for a windfall, aren't you?"

"No way!"

Lan He quickly waved his hand and explained, "I've been diligently cultivating every day. Look at my demeanor, my energy..."

Before she could finish speaking, Lan Ying had already reached out her hand.

"Ouch! That hurts!"

Lan He covered his ear, which was being pulled, and cried out dramatically, "Sister Lan Ying, be gentle, my ear is going to fall off..."

"It's good that you're gone, so you won't be so deaf to reason with people all the time."

As Lan Ying spoke, her grip loosened slightly, though she still didn't let go completely. "Do you know how much longer?"

"I know, I know. The War of a Hundred Dynasties will begin in less than three years."

Lan He quickly replied, trying to save his ears, "I'm just balancing work and rest..."

"You've been wasting too much time!"

Lan Ying released her grip, but then slapped him on the back of the head, angrily saying, "What kind of occasion is the Hundred Dynasties War? It's a gathering of young geniuses from all the dynasties of the Eastern Xuan Region, vying for a spot in the eight super sects! Do you even know what cultivation level those prodigies from the top dynasties are at now?"

Lan He rubbed his ears and the back of his head, muttering softly, "I've never dealt with them before..."

"It's precisely because we haven't dealt with them before that we need to work even harder!"

Lan Ying became serious for once and solemnly said, "A few days ago, I visited the Heavenly Demon Dynasty with a delegation and met several of their young geniuses. Among them, the three from the Song family, who are only twenty years old, have already reached the Nirvana Realm."

She looked at Lan He and softened her tone: "I know you have great talent. You started cultivating at the age of ten, and within half a year you had crossed the ninth level of Body Tempering. At eleven, you reached the Earth Origin Realm, at twelve you broke through to the Heaven Origin Realm, and at thirteen you condensed your Yuan Dan. Now at fifteen you have reached the Great Perfection of the Yuan Dan Realm, which is quite good in the entire Immortal Dynasty."

"But what about the entire Eastern Xuan Region? During the Hundred Dynasties War, you were just eighteen years old. Those contestants in their twenties had cultivated for so many more years, and the gap they had accumulated was not small."

Lan He was silent for a moment, then looked up at Lan Ying and suddenly smiled: "Sister Lan Ying, are you worried about me?"

Lan Ying was taken aback for a moment, then turned her face away: "Who's worried about you! I'm afraid you'll embarrass the Lan family!"

"Yes, yes, Your Highness is right."

Lan He grinned and replied, "I'll go back and cultivate now, striving to break through to the Creation Realm as soon as possible, so as not to bring shame to our Immortal Dynasty's royal family, okay?"

Lan Ying then turned her head, looked him up and down, snorted, and said, "That's more like it. Go on, I'll have the imperial kitchen send you some medicinal soup for dinner to nourish your body."

"Thank you, Sister Lan Ying!" Lan He bowed and turned to leave.

"Wait," Lan Ying called out to him again.

"What's wrong?"

Lan Ying hesitated for a moment, then took out a small jade bottle from her sleeve and tossed it to Lan He: "This is a Blood Ginseng Pill bestowed by Father Emperor. It's made from seventh-grade spiritual herbs and will help you break through to the Formation Realm. You... use it sparingly."

"Blood Ginseng Pill?"

Lan He's eyes widened in surprise.

It is important to know that although the Tianxuan Continent belongs to the lower plane of the Great Thousand World, it is completely different from the Dou Qi Continent next door.

On this vast land, the only power cultivators can rely on are Yuan Power and Spiritual Power, with Yuan Power being the mainstream and the cultivation path for the vast majority of people.

Yuan Power cultivation begins with physical tempering, also known as body tempering. Once body tempering is successful, a seed of Yuan Power will be born within the body, marking the true beginning of cultivation.

Then, absorbing the Yin and Yang energies of heaven and earth, one gradually progresses to the Earth Origin Realm and the Heaven Origin Realm. Once the Yin and Yang energies within the body are abundant and refined, one can attempt to condense a Yuan Dan (Primordial Core), advancing to the Yuan Dan Realm, until finally reaching Great Perfection. Only then can one access the subtle transformations of Yuan Power and enter the three realms of Form Creation, Qi Creation, and Transformation…

As for the path of spiritual power, it is the more difficult and rare path of a talisman master.

Due to the limitations imposed by the laws of heaven and earth and the traditions of the world, the art of alchemy is not flourishing throughout the Tianxuan Continent. Elixirs have always been extremely precious and difficult to obtain.

"Take it. This kind of pill is useless to me a long time ago."

Without a word, Lan Ying shoved the jade bottle into Lan He's hand. The bottle was warm to the touch, as if it still carried the warmth of its owner's sleeve.

Lan He grasped the jade bottle, feeling the pure energy contained within. A warmth filled his heart, and he nodded earnestly, "Thank you, Sister Lan Ying. I will do my best."

"Good to know." Lan Ying snorted and waved her hand, signaling him to leave quickly.

Lan He said no more, carefully put away the jade bottle, bowed solemnly once more, then turned and walked quickly away along the bluestone-paved palace path.

Watching the blue figure gradually disappear, Lan Ying's expression softened. She sighed softly and murmured to herself, "This kid... has excellent talent, but his temperament is still a bit too impulsive. With the Hundred Dynasties War imminent... I really hope he can calm down soon."

She shook her head and turned to leave the pavilion.

At this moment, as Lan He walked back to his residence, the remaining smile on his face gradually faded.

He looked up at the distant sky, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

"The Great War of a Hundred Dynasties...The Eight Super Sects..."

"In the end, we can never go back..."

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