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

Lan He held the letter, remaining silent for a long time. Between the lines, he could feel his mother's haste and decisiveness back then, as well as her concern and admonitions for his father and himself.

After a long while, he sighed, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes, and muttered to himself, "The Nine-Tailed Clan... the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan of the Demon Realm?"

The Tianxuan Continent is vast and boundless, and it is not limited to the four Xuan Domains—Eastern Xuan Domain, Western Xuan Domain, Southern Xuan Domain, and Northern Xuan Domain—that are occupied by the human race.

In addition, the vast and boundless Chaotic Demon Sea and the Demon Realm where countless demons stand are both home to numerous powerful beings, each with its own unique heritage and power structure.

Among them, the Demon Realm is led by the four great demon beast clans, who are powerful and influential in their respective regions. Although the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan is not considered a top-tier clan in the Demon Realm, it is by no means a weak clan, possessing profound cultural heritage and ancient traditions.

If his memory serves him correctly, the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan has at least one expert who has reached the Death Profound Realm, and in terms of overall strength, they are probably even stronger than their Immortal Dynasty.

"No wonder that although Father has been concerned about Mother all these years, he has never made a big fuss about going to the Demon Realm to search for her... It is far from the Four Great Mystic Realms, and experts in the Life and Death Mystic Realm are not uncommon there. Even with Father's strength and the foundation of the Immortal Dynasty, he must be extremely cautious."

Lan He's mind raced, and then he remembered an even more secretive rumor.

He stroked his chin thoughtfully and said, "If I remember correctly... that Devouring Lord who once shook the continent seemed to have had a rather complicated past with that ancestor of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan?"

"There are even rumors that the old ancestor was one of the few confidantes of the Devouring Lord..."

The thought flashed through his mind, yet it stirred something within him. The Lord of Devouring was the first owner of the Devouring Ancestral Symbol, a legendary figure whose fame resounded throughout the continent.

Looking at the long history of the entire Tianxuan Continent, in terms of strength, the Devouring Lord is a powerful figure who is second only to the Ice Lord among the Eight Ancient Lords.

But then, a deeper worry surged into his heart like a tide.

"My mother is actually a member of the Nine-Tailed Fox clan... This is troublesome."

Lan He frowned, his earlier relief at learning his mother's exact whereabouts was now shrouded in another layer of heavy gloom.

If his memory serves him correctly, the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan was one of the most powerful overlords in the ancient demon realm. Their ancestors were exceptionally talented and possessed great supernatural abilities, having broken through the cycle of reincarnation and becoming one of the strongest beings in this world.

However, in that ancient war that swept across the continent, in order to resist the invading alien demons, the Nine-Tailed Ancestor paid an unimaginable price and ultimately sacrificed himself to seal away three terrifying king-level alien demons!

That's a terrifying existence comparable to the Samsara Realm!

However, as time passed, the power of the seal eroded. Even more terrifying, the sealed demon did not seem to have completely fallen silent; instead, it gradually eroded and suppressed the remnant soul and will left behind by the Nine-Tailed Ancestor.

Over the long course of time, the power of the Otherworldly Demons, like the most insidious malignant tumor, has quietly infiltrated the core of the Nine-Tailed Clan's heritage.

This is why the once powerful Nine-Tailed Fox Clan has gradually declined over the past ten thousand years, with few new generation powerhouses emerging. From a once dominant clan overlooking the Demon Realm, it has fallen step by step to a state where it can only live in a corner of the Demon Realm.

If the mother is indeed a direct descendant of the Nine-Tailed Fox clan, or even, as the letter says, "the daughter of the clan leader," then when the clan faces a "major upheaval that concerns its survival,"

Her most likely option is to try to accept the corrupted "ancestral heritage" in order to gain the power to resolve the crisis!

And once she comes into contact with the ancestral legacy that has been corrupted by the power of the otherworldly demons... the consequences will be unimaginable!

The thought of this possibility sent a chill through Lan He's body, and his fingers tightened involuntarily around the letter.

He suddenly looked up at the tightly closed tower gate, almost wanting to rush out immediately and tell his father, Lan Zhan, all these horrifying speculations.

But the impulse lasted only a moment before being forcibly suppressed by reason.

"no……"

Lan He took a deep breath, his eyes regaining their calm and sharpness. "This matter is of great importance, involving the core secrets of the King-level Demon and the Nine-Tailed Clan. If we were to tell Father rashly, given his temperament, he would probably rush to the Demon Realm to investigate without hesitation, and we might end up falling into an unknown trap."

"Moreover, Mother specifically instructed Father not to look for her in her letter, which also foresaw the risks and did not want Father to take any danger. Although Father has the cultivation of the Life Profound Realm, facing the remnant soul of the King-level alien demon that may be lurking, it would be nothing more than sending him to his death."

His mind raced, and he quickly made a decision: "I can't tell my father about this for now. At least not until I have enough power or uncover more of the truth, I must keep it from him. Otherwise, I might not only fail to save my mother, but I might also drag my father into danger."

Lan He turned his gaze back to the letter in his hand and the rubbing of the Primordial Ancestral Symbol on the wall, his eyes becoming increasingly determined.

He carefully put away the letter, then walked to the central futon, sat down cross-legged, cleared his mind of all distractions and anxieties, and immersed himself in cultivation.

Regardless of what the future holds, it's always right to seize the time to improve your capabilities.

Time flew by as I focused on my practice.

……

About half a month later.

The stone gate at the entrance to the ninth floor of the Talisman Master Tower slowly opened with a low rumble.

A tall, upright figure slowly emerged from the swirling spiritual mist. It was Lan He.

Compared to when he first entered more than two months ago, his appearance has not changed much, but his overall temperament has undergone a complete transformation, subtly exuding a kind of chilling mental pressure.

After the final days of tempering on the ninth level, his advanced spirit talisman master realm had been completely stabilized, and he had even touched the threshold of the peak spirit talisman master. His spiritual power was so refined and pure that it far surpassed that of his peers.

Outside the tower, Master Xuanmo, who had been sitting quietly protecting the Dharma, had already sensed the movement. He was now standing with his hands behind his back, watching Lanhe walk out with a smile on his face.

When his gaze fell upon Lan He and he carefully sensed the spiritual fluctuations emanating from him, a hint of undisguised amazement flashed across his eyes.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Master Xuanmo stroked his beard and laughed heartily, praising three times, "In just three months, you have already broken through to the realm of advanced spirit talisman master. Your talent and achievements are truly astounding!"

Lan He walked up to Master Xuanmo and respectfully bowed, saying, "My progress today is entirely due to Master opening the Talisman Master Tower and protecting me here for three months. I will always remember this kindness."

Master Xuanmo smiled and waved his hand: "I have only done my bit; the key is still up to you. The fact that you have gained something from it proves your talent and potential."

He paused, a hint of emotion flashing in his eyes, "The three-month period has arrived in the blink of an eye, and I must return to the royal court to prepare for my seclusion."

He looked at Lan He, his tone tinged with apology: "To be honest, for the past three months, I have been guarding outside and have not been able to give you much guidance. You have mostly relied on your own comprehension. I am truly ashamed of the entrustment of the War King."

Lan He quickly replied, "Master, you flatter me. To have your protection is already an immense favor, and I am deeply grateful."

Master Xuanmo was even more pleased to see that his attitude remained humble and polite. He pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "Since we are about to part, I won't stand on ceremony. Young friend, have you ever heard of 'spiritual secret techniques'?"

Upon hearing this, Lan He was slightly taken aback, then nodded, a hint of anticipation in his eyes: "I have heard of it, please enlighten me, Master."

"Hmm." Master Xuanmo nodded slightly and slowly explained, "Mental secret techniques, simply put, are a kind of alternative 'martial arts.' However, martial arts require Yuan energy to activate them, while 'mental secret techniques' require mental energy to perform."

He paused, then continued, "The classification of its levels is quite unique, named after the three most fundamental and important things in the human body, from lowest to highest: 'Essence,' 'Qi,' and 'Spirit.' Before the 'Essence' level, there is an entry-level ordinary level, which is the rudimentary spiritual manipulation method mastered by the vast majority of talisman masters."

Master Xuanmo's voice was calm and clear, opening a new door for Lanhe: "Generally speaking, the value of a 'Refined' level secret technique far exceeds that of ordinary martial arts, and its power is considerable. As for a 'Qi' level secret technique, it is comparable to a creation-level martial art, and is a trump card that many spirit talisman masters dream of."

At this point, his tone became distant and solemn: "As for 'god-level' secret techniques... they are truly one in a million, something you can only encounter by chance and cannot seek out."

"Its mystery and power are comparable to the legendary spiritual martial arts, and in some aspects it is even more bizarre and unpredictable. The appearance of each 'god' level spiritual secret technique is enough to cause a bloodbath."

He looked at Lan He, a determined glint in his eyes, and slowly said, "Young friend, your talent is extraordinary, and your spiritual power is truly rare in my life. The greatest opportunity I have ever had was in a perilous place where I miraculously obtained the inheritance of a complete 'God' level spiritual technique."

Master Xuanmo's voice deepened, carrying an ancient and solemn tone: "This secret technique is called—Heavenly Sound Soul-Suppressing Bell."

"The Heavenly Sound Soul-Suppressing Bell?" Lan He's thoughts stirred slightly; the name did sound quite extraordinary.

"Not bad." Master Xuanmo nodded. "This is a superior 'divine' level secret technique. Its essence lies in using spiritual power to condense an invisible Heavenly Sound Soul Bell in the Niwan Palace."

He explained simply: "This bell has two uses. The first is to 'suppress the soul and guard the heart.' The bell's sound can stabilize the spirit, resist external evils and illusions, and protect oneself. The second is to 'dispel illusions with heavenly sound.' It can activate the bell's sound to transform into invisible sound waves that can directly attack the opponent's Niwan Palace, disturb their mind, and even damage their spiritual foundation."

"This technique is both offensive and defensive, and its activation is subtle and difficult to detect, making it impossible to defend against."

Master Xuanmo looked at Lan He with expectation in his eyes, "Young friend, would you be willing to learn?"

Lan He's eyes lit up, and he immediately cupped his hands and said, "I am willing to learn! Please teach me, Master Xuan."