Chapter 472

Chapter 472: Yu Zhao, I Am Your Ancestral Patriarch!
After Ancestor Sui Bian finished speaking, he saw Yu Zhao’s eyes light up, staring straight at him.

That hungry, drooling look was all too familiar. Ancestor Sui Bian crossed his arms over his chest, shrank back a step, and cried out: “Yu Zhao, I am your Ancestral Patriarch, you cannot rebel and do something like betraying your master and ancestor!”

Yu Zhao: “…”

How many cultivators had already coveted Ancestor Sui Bian’s body to scare him into such a frightened state?

Yu Zhao asked: “Ancestor, that Avatar Refining Art you mentioned just now, can I learn it?”

Yu Zhao was different from the others.

She was not greedy for Ancestor Sui Bian’s body. She was greedy for cultivation techniques!

If she could refine a clone technique, would that not be the same as having one more life?

Yu Zhao’s heart was wildly moved.

Ancestor Sui Bian also let out a long breath of relief. He lowered his hands, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, then said slowly: “I can teach you, but…”

He dragged out his tone on purpose to whet Yu Zhao’s appetite.

The Black Daoist could not stand it anymore and directly exposed him: “There are many taboos in refining a clone technique, and the requirements are very high. Back then Sui Bian took the initiative to pass this cultivation technique to us, but sadly none of us were able to master it. You can learn it from him, but do not get your hopes up too high.”

Ancestor Sui Bian was not happy that the Black Daoist had said everything for him. He coughed heavily and said: “Actually, I have been preparing these years to refine a third clone technique, but I have never found the key.”

He looked at Yu Zhao and said: “If you can fully comprehend the cultivation technique for refining a clone within ten years, I will give you all the materials I prepared for my own clone to help you refine a clone of your own. How about it?”

Yu Zhao’s breath caught.

Even though she had not seen the cultivation technique yet, from Ancestor Sui Bian and the Black Daoist’s words she could already guess that gathering the materials for a clone technique must cost a large amount of spirit jade.

This was a generous gift.

With nothing she could use to repay such kindness, Yu Zhao did not dare to agree lightly.

The Black Daoist smiled and said: “Sui Bian, you sounded too serious. You scared Yu Zhao.”

“Really? Hahaha.”

Ancestor Sui Bian also laughed, and the heavy atmosphere in the room instantly broke apart.

“Yu Zhao, you have to know that you carry not only your own future, but also the future of the cultivation world,” Ancestor Sui Bian said, “so do not be stingy about accepting our goodwill.”

Ancestor Sui Bian only wished he could give Yu Zhao more. He would never blame her for asking for too much.

“Ancestor, I will remember,” Yu Zhao said.

“Soon it will be the Sect Dao Debate of the Bi Fang Realm,” Ancestor Sui Bian said. “After we finish dealing with the matters here, I will pass the cultivation technique on to you.”

“Yes.”

Ancestor Sui Bian nodded in satisfaction, then held out his hand to Yu Zhao: “Give me that storage bracelet. Since we already used a clone technique on it, we should make the most of its value.”

Yu Zhao respectfully handed over the bracelet.

Ancestor Sui Bian stuffed the bracelet into his sleeve, stood up, and walked toward the door.

When he reached the door, he turned his head and glared at the Black Daoist: “From now on, you are not allowed to mention anyone else in front of Qun Fang.”

“Then can I mention Qun Fang in front of Xiu Yu?”

“That is not allowed either!”

“What about Qiong Lan? Fu Rong?”

“Shut up, shut up, shut up!”

Only after the Black Daoist promised again and again that he would never mention other women did Ancestor Sui Bian leave in peace.

But as soon as he turned his back, the Black Daoist sold him out and shared with Yu Zhao a few things that had to be said about Ancestor Sui Bian and those women.

For example, why Ancestor Sui Bian seemed half a head shorter in front of Senior Qun Fang. Back when he was cultivating in this young clone body and his strength was still weak, Senior Qun Fang had saved him three times and had almost tied him up and dragged him back to the Lingyin Sect.

Another example was that Senior Xiu Yu, who had just been mentioned, was also a lifesaving benefactor to Ancestor Sui Bian.

With this face, Ancestor Sui Bian had gotten through quite a few life-or-death crises, so the favors he owed kept piling up.

Even later, when he switched back to his main body and scared off many people, there were still some who stubbornly chose to stand by him.

“Do not be fooled by how Sui Bian looks like he does not care about anything,” the Black Daoist said with a heavy sigh. “In truth, he thinks very deeply and keeps everything buried in his heart. It is good that you are here. You can help him share some of that burden.”

Yu Zhao nodded: “Ancestor can be at ease. I know what I should do.”

Yu Zhao thought that after Ancestor Sui Bian left with the storage bracelet, he would return soon. Who would have thought that ten whole days passed and there was still no sign of him.

Just as she was hesitating over whether to ask the Black Daoist to step in, Ancestor Sui Bian finally returned, utterly exhausted.

“Ancestor, what happened to you…” Yu Zhao asked.

“The Tu Clan Young Master’s storage bracelet is definitely full of treasures,” Ancestor Sui Bian said. “The Tu Clan is truly vicious. They actually set an eighty-onefold barrier on it. Qun Fang and I joined hands and spent ten days, but we only broke the first seventy layers. There are still eleven layers left. We can only wait until the Sect Dao Debate is over to continue breaking it.”

Yu Zhao was first shocked, then could not help showing her joy.

The more the Tu Clan valued that storage bracelet, the more it proved how precious it was.

Yu Zhao became even more curious about what treasure could be kept inside to make the Tu Clan value it so much.

Ancestor Sui Bian said: “Adjust your state for another two days. In three days, we will set out to attend the sect debate. There is no need to be too nervous. With your strength, you will definitely have a place in the top ten. If you are confident, you can try to aim for the higher ranks, but your own safety comes first. Do not act recklessly.”

“Yes.”

Three days later.

Yu Zhao, Ancestor Sui Bian, and the Black Daoist stood together in the Lingyin Sect’s group.

As soon as Ancestor Sui Bian showed his face, he drew countless cries of surprise.

Ancestor Sui Bian kept his face stern, but his cheerful voice slipped into Yu Zhao’s ears through voice transmission: “Well? Little Yu Zhao, Ancestor did not lie, right? When I was young, I really was this popular!”

Looking at that handsome face that was completely different from his original body, Yu Zhao nodded very sincerely: “Yes.”

Ancestor Sui Bian smiled even more recklessly.

“Sui Bian.”

Senior Qun Fang was dressed today in the Lingyin Sect Grand Elder’s robes. Her phoenix eyes and red lips gave her a natural air of authority.

“Qun Fang, can we set out now?” Ancestor Sui Bian asked.

“Wait a moment. Two disciples have not arrived yet,” Senior Qun Fang said.

As soon as she finished speaking, a burly, broad-shouldered man walked over, leading two disciples with the same sturdy build behind him at an unhurried pace.

“Elder Qun Fang,” he greeted.

Elder Qun Fang swept her gaze over the three of them. She did not say anything, only nodded to signal them to return to the team.

But Elder Tie Shan did not follow Elder Qun Fang’s arrangement. Instead, he walked up and stopped in front of Ancestor Sui Bian.

He was tall and powerfully built, with wide shoulders and a thick back. His loose Daoist robe was stretched tight by his strong muscles, as if it might be torn open at any time.

Compared with him, Ancestor Sui Bian was a whole size smaller and naturally looked weaker in terms of presence.

“You are the outside help Qun Fang invited?” Elder Tie Shan asked.

“Hm?” Ancestor Sui Bian replied.

Since the newcomer was clearly unfriendly, Ancestor Sui Bian did not bother to show him a good face. He only hummed once with his mouth closed.

As expected, Elder Tie Shan was angered by his attitude: “Kid, what are you so proud of? Aside from that face, you are basically useless.”

“At least I have a face,” Ancestor Sui Bian said. “You, on the other hand, not only have no face, you do not even have a neck.”