"Third Elder … You'll understand once you take a look!"
It was hard to tell whether Elder Wuzhen didn't know what to say or if he simply didn't want to, but he still turned around and led the way. Zhang Wuchen followed closely behind him, and soon, they arrived at the guest room.
As the number one Sage Clan on the Master Teacher Continent, the Zhang clan would often be visited and challenged by countless experts every year. As such, the guest room was actually a large area for accommodating guests.
As soon as they arrived at the square outside the guest room, Zhang Wuchen suddenly caught sight of something, and a deep frown appeared on his forehead.
"This … Where are the sculptures?"
There was a row of sculptures of their ancestors erected in the square. Every single one of them had made great contributions to mankind in their lifetime, and they had done great things for mankind. As such, they had erected monuments and carved statues of their ancestors so that their descendants could recite their deeds.
By placing the sculptures here, they could better display the contributions of the Zhang clan and let others know of the efforts that the Zhang clan had put in for the peace of the Master Teacher Continent.
To be able to become the number one Sage Clan on the Master Teacher Continent wasn't just due to their strength. More importantly, they had sacrificed countless lives for mankind.
It was for this reason that countless guests of the Zhang clan respected them greatly.
However, at this moment, all of the sculptures had disappeared, leaving behind a huge crater in the ground. What in the world had happened?
"The sculptures … This is what I wanted to talk to you about …"
Elder Wuzhen's face contorted in agony. He wanted to explain, but he didn't know what to say. After a long moment of silence, he finally said, "Third Elder, you should take a look for yourself!"
Seeing that Elder Wuzhen was unable to say anything, Zhang Wuchen was even more perplexed. He hurriedly walked forward, and as soon as he walked past the square, he heard a hoarse voice.
This voice didn't sound like that of a human. Instead, it sounded like a mechanical spring or something else, making it extremely unnatural.
"Storytellers, operas, and persuasion, walk the center of the three paths. Good and evil will eventually be repaid, and the path of righteousness is filled with vicissitudes! "
With a hoarse voice, Elder Wuzhen continued, "I am Zhang Lingran, the 157th generation descendant of the Zhang clan. I have lived for more than twenty thousand years, and my greatest achievement was to barge into the Subterranean Gallery alone and slay three Otherworldly Demon Emperors, thwarting their plans to invade the Master Teacher Continent. With a single slash, I tore apart four Saint 9-dan beasts that wreaked havoc in the Master Teacher Continent, and I fought with the Malevolent Eminence for seven days straight.........
"Zhang Lingran's name? Ancestor Ling Ran? "
Hearing this voice, Zhang Wuchen's mouth twitched. He hurriedly walked around the wall and saw a group of guests from the Zhang family gathered around a statue.
On the other hand, the statue seemed to come to life. It opened its mouth and narrated its life story. It was vivid and fascinating. From time to time, cheers could be heard from the crowd.
"This …"
His eyebrows twitched.
Zhang Wuchen almost fell to the ground.
Beside the sculptures of the ancestors, there were records of their outstanding achievements, and the purpose was to allow others to observe them. But now … they were alive, and they were telling stories here?
Suppressing the urge to go crazy, he looked at the stone statue of Ancestor Ling Ran.
He danced with joy, and the haughty attitude that he had before was completely gone. Instead, it was as if he was a storyteller, recounting his glorious deeds one by one, as if he was telling a story.
"I am Zhang Xiaosuo, the 212th generation descendant of the Zhang family. I was once the substitute clan head of the Zhang family, and the battle techniques that I created have spread far and wide across the Master Teacher Continent.
"I am Zhang Mofeng, the 225th generation descendant of the Zhang family. I once left a record in the Sanctum of Sages … Hey, don't run away. Listen to my story, or else I'll beat you up!"
Walking forward, Zhang Wuchen saw two more stone statues. One of them was telling stories to the guests just like Ancestor Ling Ran, whereas the other was chasing after a guest, nearly tearing off the other party's ear to force him to listen.
"What's going on?"
Proceeding forward, Zhang Wuchen saw yet another sculpture of an ancestor sitting on a guest, telling his story with a ferocious look on his face. Unable to hold back his curiosity, he turned around and asked.
These sculptures represented the contributions of the Zhang family, as well as the prestige of the Zhang family. Why would all of them come to life? Why would they grab a guest and tell him stories?
More importantly … if he didn't listen, he would be beaten up!
"Just a moment ago, I escorted Zhang Xuan here, and I told him about the glorious deeds of our ancestors …"
Elder Wuzhen's face paled as he stammered, "T-then … that's how it ended!"
"How did it end up like this?"
Noticing that something was amiss with Elder Wuzhen's expression, Zhang Wuchen harrumphed coldly. "Alright, tell him everything that happened. I want to know the details …"
"Yes … After a brief introduction, I suddenly recalled some matters, and I remarked that … the hearts of the people of this era are no longer what they used to be. No one is willing to learn about the deeds of our ancestors, and there's no respect or reverence for them either …"
Elder Wuzhen's lips twitched as he explained.
The people of this era were much more fickle than before. He had brought many guests along with him, but very few of them were willing to stand before the stone statues and examine the contributions of the ancestors of the Zhang family. Most of them thought that the contributions of the ancestors of the Zhang family had been long dead, and they didn't mean much.
It was for this reason that Elder Wuzhen felt so infuriated that he spoke of it to Zhang Xuan.
"By the time I finished speaking, Zhang Xuan and Zhang Shi said that he could change the situation, he carefully touched each and every one of the stone statues and enchanted them …"
Elder Wuzhen's face reddened.
To be honest, he was the main cause of this matter. If not for his exclamation, the other party wouldn't have made a move.
But now, after the stone statues were enchanted, they began lecturing the guests, and the guests had no choice but to listen to them. The entire guest room had turned into a mess.
"You …"
Zhang Wuchen nearly spurted blood.
The reason the stone statues were left here was to introduce the contributions of the Zhang family to the guests. Yet, the other party was actually bragging about it by grabbing the ears of the guests.
"Wait a moment … There are so many stone statues in the square … You mean to say that he enchanted all of them in a single breath?"
Zhang Wuchen could hardly believe what he was hearing.
There were more than a hundred of them who had left behind their names and legends. Even a Nine Stars spirit awakener wouldn't be able to enchant all of them. How could all of them succeed? Furthermore, from the looks of it, each and every one of them seemed to have their own ideas?
"Indeed, that's not all …"
Elder Wuzhen suddenly recalled something, and his lips quivered once more.
"Not all what?"
Zhang Wuchen felt as if his scalp was going to explode. He hurriedly turned his gaze over.
"That … It's just ahead. I dare not say …"
Elder Wuzhen seemed to be at a loss for words, so he pointed forward once more.
Zhang Wuchen's eyes were filled with doubt as he continued walking forward. He walked around another wall, but before he could even turn around, he heard yet another deep and steady voice.
"I am Kong Shi …"
Putong!
Zhang Wuchen collapsed to the ground.
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