If Linghu Yang had really comprehended a trace of the ancestral technique, he would have had to tuck his tail between his legs.
But he had not, and it was just a false alarm.
Hearing that, many of the juniors heaved a sigh of relief and could not help but whisper and laugh.
Linghu Jie clasped his hands behind his back and said, "Of course, big brother has failed more than once or twice. He should be rewarded for mustering the courage to try again today. Let's not laugh at him anymore. Maybe we won't see him again tomorrow."
Su Yu was reflecting on the many secret soul techniques he had comprehended that day.
Suddenly, the buzzing sound of a fly beside his ear interrupted his reflection.
Su Yu felt a surge of disgust and said indifferently, "You can't do it again. I will only say this one last time!"
After being taught a lesson, he still did not know how to repent. He only knew how to mock and ridicule others. Did this show how extraordinary he was?
Childish!
Linghu Jie snorted. He was obviously not satisfied with the lesson he had received today.
But for some reason, looking at Su Yu's calm eyes and hearing Su Yu's nonchalant words, he felt an inexplicable sense of danger.
If Linghu Yang had threatened to teach him a lesson, he would not have been afraid.
But Su Yu's nonchalant "one last time" gave him a bad feeling.
His lips moved, but he did not dare continue to provoke him. He stiffened his neck and left with the juniors around him.
When they were far away, he said disdainfully, "What's so great about it? In the Sacred Soul Clan, only those who have comprehended the ancestral technique can become the successor of the Sacred Soul Clan.
Looking at the generations of ancestors, which one of them did not use the ancestral technique to the extreme? What's the use of relying only on a powerful soul? "
The juniors around him all complimented him.
"Of course. Among us, the most promising successor to become the Sacred Soul Clan's Clan Master is obviously second brother."
"To tell you the truth, I have never looked up to big brother's actions. Only second brother is the real big brother in my heart!"
A flurry of flattery made Linghu Jie feel as if he was on cloud nine.
When he passed by the front hall, he saw Yan Feiying, who was silently waiting for Linghu Yang. Looking at her beautiful face, he could not help but sigh. A good cabbage has been taken by a pig. Only I, Linghu Jie, am worthy of such a woman!
However, the Seventh Ancestor's soul range was still there, so he did not dare to do anything out of line. He could only turn a blind eye and leave.
However, his heart was itching unbearably.
Only Su Yu and Linghu Yun were left at the sealed entrance.
The latter patted Su Yu's shoulder and said, "They've already forgotten the debt of gratitude for saving their lives in the past. Big brother's sacrifice isn't worth it."
Su Yu thought nothing of it. "There are only a few people in this world who know how to repay kindness."
After experiencing so much, Su Yu had become indifferent to human nature.
If you help others out of kindness, you will definitely get gratitude and good results?
Only a greenhorn would think like that.
In this cruel world, it was more likely that they would be devoured cleanly, skin to bones.
Not many people knew how to be grateful.
Linghu Yun quietly said, "In short, I am very grateful to you for saving our lives back then. Without you, how could we have waited for our elders to come and rescue us?"
Su Yu looked at Linghu Yun and patted his shoulder. "Thank you."
In Linghu Yang's memories, Linghu Yun's fate was the same as his. No, it was even more tragic than Linghu Yang's.
At the very least, Linghu Yang had once enjoyed a glorious life. However, Linghu Yun had lost his parents when he was young and had been taken care of by his uncle.
However, his uncle couldn't even take care of his own daughter, so how could he give Linghu Yun too much love?
Linghu Yun had been bullied since he was a child. Although Linghu Yang often used his status as the big brother to restrain his younger siblings, he couldn't stop them from secretly bullying Linghu Yun.
His situation only improved after the attack of the Nine Deaths Giant Demon.
Since then, Linghu Yun had first caught a fish. Then, he was valued by the Ancestors, who began to nurture him. That was how he had gotten to where he was today.
In terms of cultivation, he was even higher than Linghu Jie. In terms of the ancestral soul technique, he was the only one who had reached the second level, second only to Linghu Jie.
His overall strength might be a notch higher than Linghu Jie's.
The two of them had many common experiences, so they got along very well.
"Big brother, I need to remind you to be careful of Linghu Jie," Linghu Yun said hesitantly. "The way he looks at sister-in-law is very strange. To prevent him from having any evil thoughts, it's better for you to take precautions."
Su Yu didn't need him to say anything. He had also seen the strange look Linghu Jie was giving Yan Feiying.
In Linghu Yang's memory, two years ago, Linghu Jie had tried to violate Yan Feiying when he wasn't in the mansion. Fortunately, Linghu Yang, who had returned in time, discovered it.
Not only did Linghu Jie not repent, but he even beat Linghu Yang up on the spot to vent his anger.
Because Linghu Jie was deeply doted on by the Second Ancestor, and their words carried little weight, the couple didn't speak of the matter.
"Yes, I understand," Su Yu said indifferently, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
Linghu Yang might not bear to harm his own people, but Su Yu didn't have such a psychological barrier.
If there was a chance, he wouldn't mind helping Linghu Yang and Yan Feiying get rid of a bastard who even his sister-in-law coveted.
The two of them returned to the front hall side by side. Yan Feiying was waiting there quietly. When she saw Su Yu, she immediately smiled and held his arm. "Husband, how's the comprehension of the ancestral technique?"
In fact, she had already heard the juniors talking about how Linghu Yang hadn't even attracted a fish today.
It was still the same as before, with no signs of progress.
"Not bad, there should be hope in another two days," Su Yu said casually.
Today, he didn't throw the fishing hook and fishing line into the water. Instead, he stayed on the surface of the water to comprehend the secret soul techniques of the older generation, and he gained a lot.
As for whether he could fish up the ancestral technique, he wasn't worried.
Even someone like Linghu Jie could fish up three fish, let alone him.
He was worried that if he fished up all nine fish in one go, it would attract the attention and suspicion of more Ancestors of the Soul Saint Tribe.
So, he planned to take action on the last day, and once he got it, he would immediately change his body and leave.
"Really? That's great. "Yan Feiying looked at him with an encouraging look. She knew that Linghu Yang hadn't made any progress, but she never complained.
Su Yu sighed inwardly when he saw that.
What more could a husband ask for when he had such a wife?
Linghu Yang was indeed lucky. No matter how down and out he was, he had a virtuous wife by his side.
"When we get home, I'll give you a gift." In Linghu Yang's memory, he had carefully prepared a gift for his wife.
Yan Feiying was startled, and her face immediately tensed up. "Spending money recklessly again!"
Even though she said that, her eyes were full of surprise.
Ever since Linghu Yang had been down and out, they hadn't had any romantic time. Every day, they lived in great depression.
Yan Feiying didn't even dare to think about giving him a gift.
Su Yu smiled. "You'll know when we get home!"
The two of them returned to their own mansion, loving each other. Along the way, the real Linghu Yang stared at the two of them and said sourly, "This b * stard, if he dares to do anything to my Ying 'er, I … I …"
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