The Seventh Ancestor glared at Linghu Jie and said, "Second Ancestor, I've personally examined his soul. There's nothing wrong with it. To say that he's a fake is to accuse me of betraying the Soul Sacred Clan."
An Ancestor betraying the Soul Sacred Clan was no laughing matter.
The Second Ancestor looked at Linghu Jie and said indifferently, "Can you take responsibility for your words?"
In a sense, Linghu Jie was accusing the Seventh Ancestor of shielding an outsider.
"This …" Linghu Jie immediately shrank back. He was merely jealous of Linghu Yang's rapid progress. He had no confidence in whether or not he was the real Linghu Yang.
The Second Ancestor looked at him indifferently. "If you don't, then shut up! Don't embarrass yourself again! "
In the eyes of the older generation, Linghu Jie's narrow-mindedness was detestable, even if he was his own descendant.
Linghu Jie was given the cold shoulder and walked back in embarrassment.
"However, Linghu Yang's ability to comprehend several ancestral techniques in a row is indeed problematic," the Second Ancestor said.
The Seventh Ancestor said, "What do you mean, Second Ancestor?"
The Second Ancestor said, "Let him comprehend them first. Once he's done, we Ancestors will investigate him together."
To avoid harming the innocent, the Second Ancestor did not interrupt Su Yu's comprehension.
What if there was nothing wrong with him, but he was interrupted and unable to continue comprehending in the future?
"Second Ancestor is considerate," the Seventh Ancestor said.
Hence, the crowd watched quietly as Su Yu caught one fish after another.
Five, six, seven, eight …
All the fish had been caught by Su Yu!
Apart from the one that Linghu Yang had caught, which could not be caught again, Su Yu had successfully caught all the fish.
Su Yu had already comprehended about eighty to ninety percent of the ancestral technique remnant that had been shattered. He was only missing the one that Linghu Yang had comprehended.
Now, he could already casually draw out an incomparably profound and powerful remnant with a wave of his hand.
Of course, Su Yu could not use it in front of the six Ancestors of the Linghu Saint Clan.
He pretended to be dizzy and rubbed his forehead. "So the Ancestors are all here. Junior Linghu Yang pays his respects to the Ancestors."
His mind was racing, trying to think of a way to escape the Ancestors' investigation.
At that time, the Seventh Ancestor had only scanned Su Yu's soul casually.
This time, he had comprehended all the remnant traces of the ancestral arts of the Soul Sacred Race. They would definitely carefully search through his soul.
At that time, both Su Yu and Linghu Yang's soul memories would be investigated.
The Seventh Forefather's face was filled with excitement as he said, "Yang 'er, congratulations. You are truly amazing."
From ancient times until now, he was the first clansman to comprehend eight ancestral arts in succession.
Su Yu replied modestly, "Although I caught the fish, I didn't fully comprehend it. I still need many years to comprehend it."
The Seventh Forefather was silent for a moment, then said, "Yang 'er, these are the Forefathers of the clan, and they have some questions for you."
Su Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he said hesitantly, "Seventh Ancestor, can you allow me to go home first and inform Ying 'er of this good news?"
His expression was apologetic as he said, "Ying 'er has endured humiliation for me for many years. I promised her that I would tell her the news as soon as possible."
The Seventh Forefather, who had a deep understanding of this, said to the Second Forefather, "The investigation doesn't matter. How about giving him some time first?"
Anyway, under the eyes of the Seven Forefathers, even if there was something wrong with Linghu Yang, there was no way he could escape.
"Sure, at most half a day." The Second Forefather nodded, then disappeared with the other Forefathers.
The Seventh Forefather cupped his fists and congratulated him. "After the investigation, I will perform a holy bath for you. Haha …"
When he finished, the Seventh Forefather also disappeared without a trace.
Only the juniors were left standing on the ground, at a loss.
Linghu Yang had comprehended eight ancestral arts. Without a doubt, he was the future successor of the Soul Sacred Race.
They were unwilling to accept this cruel reality, but it was right in front of them.
Moreover, what they needed to worry about was whether Linghu Yang would seek revenge in the future.
After all, they had all bullied Linghu Yang before.
Su Yu straightened his clothes and walked out of the hall. He said calmly, "From now on, don't have any other thoughts. Otherwise, I don't mind making you disappear from this world!"
His words caused the hearts of many juniors of the same clan to tremble violently.
A woman's face turned pale. "He … he was just saying it. We are all his clansmen. How could he be so ruthless?"
Although many people were afraid, they did not take it to heart.
This included Linghu Jie.
He did not believe that Linghu Yang would dare to do anything to him. Usually, the conflicts were internal conflicts of the clan. If it escalated to a killing, the Forefathers would not sit back and watch.
Su Yu went straight back to his house.
He glanced at the sky out of the corner of his eyes. He could faintly sense that someone was watching him.
Therefore, he could not go to the secret chamber to exchange his soul right away. He could only do as he had said and be the first to let Ying 'er know of his achievements.
When he entered the house, Yan Feiying was making tea.
When Su Yu returned, Yan Feiying raised her eyes and looked delighted. "You're back! How was your day?"
She asked casually and did not have much expectation.
"I got it." Su Yu smiled. In his heart, he was thinking about how to exchange bodies without arousing suspicion.
Yan Feiying was overjoyed. She threw herself into his arms like a little bird, her face filled with surprise.
It was as if she was the one who had comprehended the ancestral technique, not Su Yu.
Feeling Yan Feiying's sincere happiness, Su Yu could not help but envy Linghu Yang. He had really married a good wife.
"Tell me quickly! What ancestral technique did you comprehend?" Yan Feiying asked anxiously. Her face was flushed with surprise.
From head to toe, every single hair on her body was filled with indescribable surprise.
Su Yu smiled mysteriously. "It depends on which piece you're asking about."
"What do you mean?" Yan Feiying was startled.
Su Yu sat down with a smile. Leaning against the armchair, he said leisurely, "I caught all the ancestral technique fishes."
"What?" Yan Feiying covered her small mouth, her starry eyes as wide as silver bells. "How is that possible?"
Su Yu shrugged. "How could it be false under the verification of the Seventh Ancestor and several other Forefathers?"
He looked at her on behalf of Linghu Yang. "Ying 'er, from today onwards, you will be proud of me."
At this moment, Yan Feiying was shocked, and her heart was filled with warmth. She hugged Su Yu even tighter and sat on his lap, tears streaming down her face.
She had been waiting for this day for a very, very long time.
Finally, she had waited for this day.
Su Yu smiled. His mission had come to an end. It was time to exchange his soul and continue on his journey.
However, how could he go to the secret chamber and exchange his body without arousing suspicion?
He knew how to exchange souls now.
But the prerequisite was that there had to be physical contact between the two parties.
Now that he was being watched by several Forefathers, once he entered the secret chamber, they would probably notice that there was someone in the secret chamber and be exposed.
He was pondering.
Yan Feiying, who had been sobbing for a long time, wiped her tears and suddenly said, "Oh yes! Husband, do you remember the black-robed man who came to buy medicine last time? "
Su Yu had a bad feeling in his heart. He said, "Of course I remember. What's wrong?"
Yan Feiying pursed her lips slightly, feeling humiliated. "He was hiding in the secret chamber of our house! After I found him, he … he tried to molest me. He called me Ying 'er and said I was his wife, and he was Linghu Yang. "
Su Yu's face darkened. "And then?"
His bad feeling was getting stronger. With Yan Feiying's loyal personality, whoever dared to insult her would have serious consequences.
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