Chapter 354: The Little Ancestor Arrives
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“The… God of Life!” Ming Lang gazed skyward, his face frozen in shock.
Lu Chao Chao’s voice still echoed in his ears, “Make a wish to me.”
By my name, let Xian Ting appear immediately!
Ming Lang shuddered, goosebumps rising on his skin. It was as if someone had clutched his throat, rendering him speechless.
Before his stunned eyes, Lu Chao Chao casually waved toward the treetops where the High God resided.
And just like that, Xian Ting descended into the Ming Family courtyard.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
The sound of countless knees hitting the ground filled the air.
The Second Elder trembled violently, his teeth chattering as he pressed his forehead to the earth in utter terror.
Beside him, the young genius Ming Ting had turned deathly pale, completely drained of color. He dared not lift his gaze to meet the divine presence, instead, his stunned eyes remained locked on Lu Chao Chao in disbelief.
The God of Life had been summoned.
For over a decade, the High God Xian Ting had ignored all calls.
Yet today, he had appeared.
Lu Chao Chao nonchalantly set down her chicken leg and shot a look of disdain at Ming Lang. “Next time, don’t give me cold chicken legs. They taste bad and are way too greasy…”
Ming Lang nodded automatically.
Just as he automatically tore off another chicken leg for her.
Xian Ting stood, bathed in a faint divine glow, his expression emotionless as he looked down upon the mortals.
“Xian Ting, did that dog bully you last time?”
“Don’t be afraid! I beat him up until he cried for three whole days!” Lu Chao Chao beamed, though a hint of worry flashed in her eyes.
In just half a year, Xian Ting’s divine aura had weakened even further.
Lu Chao Chao couldn’t shake the feeling that his gaze upon her seemed somewhat unfocused.
She thought of the blind Li Si Qi, and her heart clenched.
“Xian Ting?”
The cold and distant High God curved his lips slightly. “I am here.” His gaze upon her was unfathomably gentle.
There was no sign of anything unusual.
Yet Lu Chao Chao felt something was off—an emptiness in his eyes that unnerved her.
She had noticed something strange before, but tonight, the feeling was even stronger.
Li Si Qi had lost his sight—he was but a fragment of Xian Ting’s soul.
Xian Ting, the main soul, had given her his divine eyes. Could he still see?
Lu Chao Chao took a quiet step to the side, testing him. Xian Ting’s smile remained, his gaze following her precisely.
As if nothing had changed.
Lu Chao Chao remained suspicious but refrained from questioning him in front of the crowd.
Meanwhile, the Ming Family members were trembling in shock. How could Lu Chao Chao address the High God by name?
And more importantly, why did the High God seem so… fond of her? Even slightly… respectful?
Was it respect?
Ming Xian fell to his knees, weeping. “Ming Xian, the fourteenth-generation disciple of the Ming Family, greets High God Xian Ting!”
With a casual wave of his hand, Xian Ting lifted them all to their feet with a gentle breeze.
The Second Elder was drenched in sweat, keeping his head bowed in silence.
“It is my fault for not answering your summons,” Xian Ting sighed softly.
“High God Xian Ting is busy with divine matters. You have done no wrong!” Ming Xian and the others hurriedly shook their heads.
In their eyes, gods could never be at fault.
Xian Ting raised his hand, releasing a soft glow that enveloped the Ming Family. “This is the Power of Faith, enough to sustain your family for a century.”
Ming Xian’s face lit up with joy, his forehead knocking against the ground in gratitude.
A wave of immense power surged through them.
Before they could even recover, Lu Chao Chao was already squatting under the Tree of Life, grumbling, “Look at them being all pitiful. Give them a Seed of Life, will you?”
“Once it grows, this tree will absorb the Power of Faith and receive incense offerings. It will ensure that the Ming Family thrives for generations.”
She hugged the Tree of Life, shaking it back and forth.
Leaves fluttered down with a soft rustling sound.
Ming Xian trembled violently. Ancestor, Ancestor, Little Ancestor, I am terrified!
Yet his heart pounded wildly. A Seed of Life—a treasure capable of sharing the God of Life’s incense offerings!
How could he dare to accept such a gift?
Yet, the High God did not grow angry.
Instead, he smiled warmly. “As you wish.”
A glowing seed floated before Ming Xian.
“Since Chao Chao wishes to gift it to you, accept it,” Xian Ting said, deliberately crediting Lu Chao Chao.
It felt like an entire kingdom’s fortune had fallen into Ming Xian’s lap. His entire being trembled with ecstasy.
Lifting the seed high above his head, he declared—Lu Chao Chao was now the Ming Family’s ancestor!
This was their family’s greatest blessing!
“The entire Ming Family thanks Princess Sunshine! Thanks High God Xian Ting!”
“The entire Ming Family thanks Princess Sunshine! Thanks High God Xian Ting!” The family roared, their eyes blazing with fervent light.
This was prosperity beyond their wildest dreams!
Meanwhile, the Second Elder and his followers looked as if they had lost everything.
Xian Ting had sealed their cultivation. They were now as useless as crippled men!
“Xian Ting, come here. We need to talk in private…” Lu Chao Chao tilted her head and beckoned.
Before everyone’s stunned eyes, she led the High God into a room.
A warding spell sealed the space. No one dared to eavesdrop.
Ming Xian, who had been kneeling upright, collapsed onto the ground, shaking. He turned to Ming Lang. “Son, be honest with me. Is Princess Sunshine really just three and a half years old?”
Ming Lang nearly burst into tears. “I swear, when I went to Northern Zhao, she still wet the bed.”
Ming Xian wiped his sweat. “From now on, she is the Ming Family’s Little Ancestor.”
“From now on, all Ming Family members shall call her Little Ancestor and obey her every command.”
“Tomorrow, I will request Madam Ning be made Empress of the Western Palace. Our Little Ancestor deserves the noblest status!”
But even that didn’t seem enough.
He was already considering overthrowing Madam Su from her position as Empress.
“Yes!” the Ming Family disciples responded in unison.
Ming Xian slowly stood, his gaze cold and sharp.
He closed his eyes briefly, and when he reopened them, they shone with unwavering determination. “Men! Strip Ming Cheng, Ming Ting, and Ming Yun of their cultivation, break their meridians, and imprison them in the Gale Forbidden Grounds until death!”
Ming Cheng had betrayed the family, which could have been tolerated.
But he had nearly annihilated them.
Today, if not for Lu Chao Chao summoning a god, the Ming Family would have been a field of corpses.
Ming Cheng had never left them a path to survival.
“Why? Why can she summon a god at will? Who is she? She ruined my plans!” The Second Elder howled in despair. He had been so close to overthrowing Ming Xian!
Ming Xian’s gaze flickered toward Ming Lang. “Swear the disciples to silence. No word of this leaves the family.”
Chao Chao was still too young. She couldn’t become a target.
Little Zhao Yang, you must grow up quickly.