Now that the Seventh Ancestor had spoken, how could the rest of them say anything?
They had no choice but to accept the fact that Linghu Yang's soul power had secretly improved by leaps and bounds, becoming stronger than they were.
"Linghu Yang's soul power has skyrocketed. I'm looking forward to your comprehension of the ancestral technique." The Seventh Ancestor smiled fervently.
Many of the clan members of the same generation felt nervous.
They had once been above Linghu Yang, but now he had surpassed them. It was difficult for them to adapt.
Linghu Jie said disapprovingly, "Pure soul power growth and comprehension of ancestral techniques are two different things."
Many people nodded. That was indeed the case.
Comprehension of ancestral techniques depended more on one's comprehension and energy, and it had little to do with the strength of one's soul power.
Linghu Jie was the one who had gone out to train the most and had the most experience. His understanding of the soul surpassed theirs.
On the other hand, Linghu Yang had never gone out since he had been injured by the Nine Deaths Giant Demon. He had been holed up in the Sacred Soul Clan all day, cultivating elixirs as his companion.
It would be strange if he could comprehend ancestral techniques.
Over the years, his shallow foundation had proved everything. Later, Linghu Yang had even grown tired of comprehending ancestral techniques.
This time, Linghu Yang's process of comprehending ancestral techniques would not change.
"I'm very optimistic about Yang-er." The Seventh Ancestor laughed, encouraging Su Yu.
The Seventh Ancestor had seen a transformation in Linghu Yang.
"Let's go!" The Seventh Ancestor stood up and led the younger generation to the core of the Sacred Soul Clan, an ancient well.
The ancient well was sparkling, and the water was clear. Fishes could be faintly seen swimming in it.
However, through Linghu Yang's memories, Su Yu knew that it was not real water, and the fishes were not real fish.
The water was formed by the soul power of the Sacred Soul Clan's strong men.
The fish was the ancestral technique of the Sacred Soul Clan.
It turned out that the ancestral technique of the Sacred Soul Clan had been shattered during an ancient upheaval and was about to disappear.
At that time, to ensure that the ancestral technique could be passed on, the clan members divided a part of their soul power and refined it into the water of today, using it as a vessel to protect the ancestral technique.
That was how the ancestral technique had been preserved and continued to exist.
The current First Ancestor had participated in that incident.
The process of comprehending an ancestral technique was to see who could use their Spiritual Strength as a fishing line and catch the fish formed by the ancestral technique.
The principle was that a person's soul contained their own understanding of the soul.
The deeper one's understanding, the more the ancestral technique would be lured over, and then take the bait.
In the past ten years, Linghu Jie had been fortunate enough to fish up two ancestral arts, obtaining rank three ancestral arts from there.
Most of the others had only fished once. Even Linghu Yang had fished once when he was young, but he had never fished again.
"Due to the protection of the ancestral method, it will only be open for one day at a time. Make good use of it." With that, the Seventh Patriarch sat down cross-legged on a nearby stone platform.
He closed his eyes and waited patiently.
Sometimes, it took several years for someone to catch a fish, but today, Linghu Yang made him look forward to it especially.
I wonder if he can create a miracle.
The others each chose a position and immediately closed their eyes. They transformed their souls into threads and hooks and threw them into the ancient well.
Su Yu counted them patiently. There were nine fishes in total. In other words, the Soul Ancestral Technique had been split into nine parts.
It seemed very difficult to fish up all of them.
He calmed his mind and concentrated. According to Linghu Yang's memory, he condensed a wisp of his own soul energy, transformed it into threads and hooks, and threw them into the well.
As soon as he touched the clear water formed by the souls, Su Yu immediately felt an extremely profound sense of vastness.
The souls of the Soul Saint Clan elders were filled with countless secret techniques of the soul!
They were densely packed and all-encompassing.
Many of them had wonderful uses that Su Yu had never thought of.
"As expected of the Soul Saint Clan," Su Yu exclaimed. He had discovered a secret technique that could duplicate souls.
As long as the remaining souls were used as raw materials, the essence of the souls was extracted, and a wisp of the soul of the dead was integrated into it. Then, the method of the Creator could be used to duplicate the complete soul of the dead, allowing them to live again in the world.
This had reached the point of interfering with the normal operation of the Heavenly Law.
As long as one cultivated it to the highest level, one could resurrect a person infinitely, allowing them to live forever.
"If I had learned this technique back then, Xianer wouldn't have died." Su Yu's eyes were filled with sadness.
This was also the reason why Su Yu had always wanted to reach the peak of the Martial Path.
The more he mastered, the more control he could have over the fate of himself and his loved ones.
Looking at the ancestral technique in the well, Su Yu hesitated for a moment, but did not fish them. Instead, he calmed his heart and slowly comprehended the mysteries of the souls that the ancestors of the Soul Saint Clan had mastered.
As time passed, the fish in the well were leisurely, ignoring all the fishing hooks and fishing lines thrown into the well. They were not interested in them at all.
Everyone was already used to it, and they waited patiently.
At dusk.
The Seventh Ancestor slowly opened his eyes and looked at the motionless Linghu Yang, a trace of disappointment in his eyes.
He had not brought any miracles.
"Alright, that's all for today," the Seventh Ancestor said. "There is still tomorrow and the day after. Continue to work hard. If anyone catches a fish, I will reward you handsomely."
Everyone's spirits were lifted. Last time, Linghu Yang had caught a fish and received the opportunity to bathe in the Soul Saint Clan's holy bath.
The so-called holy bath was the power of the Heavenly Law released by the seven ancestors together with their powerful cultivation. Bathing in it would give one the opportunity to break through to the next level of cultivation.
Linghu Jie had once benefited from it.
Now that it was happening again, who wouldn't be excited?
However, it was because the Nine-Death Giant Demon had intruded and caused irreparable damage to the Soul Saint Clan that the Seventh Ancestor had made an exception and sacrificed his own power to help the younger generation improve their cultivation.
Why was he doing this now?
Linghu Jie was excited, but he was also uneasy. "Seventh Ancestor, what happened?"
The Seventh Ancestor muttered, "First Ancestor, I have a very bad premonition recently. Perhaps the Soul Saint Clan is in trouble again. So, I want to initiate another holy bath for all of you."
Huh?
However, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't bring themselves to be happy.
The Nine-Death Giant Demon had left an indelible shadow in their hearts. That time, the younger generation of the Soul Saint Clan had suffered heavy casualties and almost ended their generation.
If they were all dead, the Soul Saint Clan would have no descendants to continue.
"We were careless last time. This time, we are prepared. We won't let them get away with it," the Seventh Ancestor said.
Only then did everyone feel slightly relieved. They went back to prepare for the next day and the day after.
"Second Brother, there was a fish just now that seemed to be interested in my fishing hook," a young girl said.
Linghu Jie was surrounded by the younger generation, and they were all asking for advice.
Linghu Jie glanced at Su Yu and said, "You should learn more from big brother and learn from his experience."
One of the clansmen muttered, "But after a whole day, the fish did not even approach his fishing hook. What kind of experience is there to learn?"
Linghu Jie added with a faint smile, "Of course it's the experience of teaching a lesson in reverse!"
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