Cultivating With Mutated Heavenly Spirit Roots-Chapter 95: Old Ancestor

"Junior Brother Fang? Cao Junior Brother? Why are you back?" Luo Hao was quite surprised to see the two return.

He had clearly given orders for them to withdraw early, so why were they back now?

"Senior Brother, the situation has changed. We brought two people back," Cao Kun said, then dragged the Crown Prince of Zhao and Gu Feng in front of Luo Hao.

"Who are they?" Luo Hao’s gaze swept over the two, and he immediately showed a look of surprise and suspicion.

He could clearly sense that both of them had strong Cultivation, especially the Gray-robed Old Man, who was a Late stage of Golden Core cultivator.

How did Junior Brother Fang and Cao Junior Brother manage to capture them with their Cultivation?

"This person claims to be the Crown Prince of Zhao," Cao Kun said, pointing at the Crown Prince of Zhao, his words astonishing.

"What? The Crown Prince of Zhao?!" Luo Hao was stunned when he heard this, exclaiming in surprise.

Isn’t he the Zhao Emperor’s son? How was he captured?

"Senior Brother, perhaps we can make good use of him to make the Zhao Emperor hesitant!" Cao Kun continued.

"Hahaha..." Luo Hao suddenly burst into laughter, the suppression in his expression vanishing as if dark clouds had parted for the sun, and his mood brightened considerably.

He had thought the sect’s defeat was certain, but now with the Crown Prince of Zhao, they might truly be able to threaten the Zhao Emperor and turn the tide of the battle!

This way, the sect wouldn’t have to relocate.

"You all... give up on that idea. My Imperial Father is a cold-hearted person and won’t abandon the bigger picture for me..." The Crown Prince of Zhao gritted his teeth, a bitter expression on his face.

"Ah, that’s not quite right," Luo Hao smiled faintly, pacing around the Crown Prince of Zhao. "As the saying goes, even a tiger won’t eat its cubs. You are the Zhao Emperor’s eldest son; can he really watch you die?"

The Crown Prince of Zhao fell silent, a complex expression on his face. In truth, he was also very curious if his Imperial Father would abandon his grand plan to save him.

Luo Hao wasted no more time, immediately forming hand seals and sending a spiritual light flying into the air.

As the light orb flickered, he used a secret communication technique to report the matter to the Old Ancestor within the sect.

This matter was of great importance; only the Old Ancestor would dare to do such a thing...

After doing all this, Luo Hao looked at Gu Feng, his gaze filled with a hint of curiosity, "Speaking of which, how did you capture him? This person is a Late stage of Golden Core cultivator."

"Alas, being able to capture him this time is all thanks to Junior Brother Fang..." Cao Kun sighed, then briefly recounted what had happened in the spirit stone mine.

Upon hearing this, Luo Hao looked at Fang Hong in surprise, his eyes lighting up.

"Hahaha! Junior Brother Fang, you truly are something! It seems letting you guard the spirit stone mine was the wisest decision I’ve ever made!" Luo Hao clapped Fang Hong’s shoulder, laughing as he spoke.

"Hehe... It’s alright. This person was too arrogant and stumbled into the formation, which gave me the chance to defeat them," Fang Hong smiled slightly, his tone modest.

"Hmm, if the sect’s crisis can be resolved this time, you’ll have rendered the greatest service!" Luo Hao said joyfully.

Just as the Everyone waited for a moment, suddenly, a majestic pressure, like a towering mountain, descended with a crash, instantly enveloping the entire pavilion, causing Fang Hong’s mind to tremble violently!

Such a powerful aura could only belong to a Nascent Soul expert.

Sure enough, a faint blue light, as fine as a needle, flashed in the distant sky, but in an instant, it descended into the pavilion.

The speed of its escape technique was astonishing, leaving Fang Hong dumbfounded!

As the blue light dissipated, a young man in green robes appeared before the Everyone.

The young man had delicate features, skin like white jade, and an unfathomable aura.

Although he looked like he was fifteen or sixteen years old, the oppressive feeling emanating from him sent shivers down one’s spine.

"Old Ancestor!" Luo Hao’s expression became solemn, and he immediately bowed in salute.

"This... he is the Old Ancestor of Danxian Valley?" Fang Hong’s heart trembled, and he quickly followed suit, bowing and calling out "Old Ancestor."

Cao Kun also quickly bowed in salute.

The Old Ancestor of Danxian Valley is actually so young? He must have taken a Youth-preserving pill or Cultivated some cultivation technique, Fang Hong thought to himself.

The young man in green robes turned his gaze to the Crown Prince of Zhao and spoke indifferently, "Is he the Crown Prince of Zhao? He certainly resembles Zhao Wenjun."

The Crown Prince of Zhao lowered his head in fear, his body trembling slightly, not daring to meet the gaze of a Nascent Soul Old Ancestor, who was a powerful being on the same level as his Imperial Father.

"Reporting to Old Ancestor, he is indeed the Crown Prince of Zhao," Luo Hao replied respectfully.

"You two captured him?" The young man in green robes then looked at Fang Hong and Cao Kun. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"Yes, Old Ancestor!" The two quickly nodded in affirmation, their expressions respectful.

"Very good, you both did well!" The young man in green robes finally showed a hint of a smile, a look of appreciation flashing in his eyes, and he even gave them a thumbs-up.

The next instant, he raised his hand and waved, and powerful magic power swept up the Crown Prince of Zhao and Gu Feng, transforming into a blue light that soared into the sky, disappearing into the distant horizon in the blink of an eye.

Peace returned to the pavilion, and Fang Hong let out a long breath, his expression still not recovered from the shock.

Today, he had personally witnessed the aura of a Nascent Soul expert.

"Senior Brother, was that our sect’s Old Ancestor just now? That aura... it was truly astonishing!" Fang Hong couldn’t help but exclaim.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce him to you. The one just now is one of our sect’s Old Ancestors, named ’Luo Jie.’ His venerable self is a Late Nascent Soul cultivator, and also the strongest Old Ancestor in Qin!" Luo Hao explained with a smile from the side.

"He’s actually Late Nascent Soul!" Fang Hong gasped at the news.

That was an existence a whole major realm stronger than him; no wonder he couldn’t breathe when he first appeared.

"But his venerable self... why is he so young?" Cao Kun couldn’t help but ask from the side.

Although he had been in the sect for a long time, this was his first time seeing the Old Ancestor appear in person.

"Hehe, the cultivation technique the Old Ancestor cultivates is extremely profound, and he also took a Youth-preserving pill, which is why he has always maintained a youthful appearance," Luo Hao explained with a smile.

"So that’s how it is..." Cao Kun suddenly understood, then asked again, "The Old Ancestor is so powerful, isn’t he a match for the Zhao Emperor?"

"Yes, Senior Brother, I’ve always been very confused. Why did the front line collapse so quickly? Are Zhao State’s cultivators really that strong?" Fang Hong also felt deeply puzzled.

"Alas, you don’t know, but actually, the high-level cultivators of Zhao State are not much different from our three factions in Qin. The real difference lies in the lower-level disciples," Luo Hao sighed helplessly when he mentioned Zhao State.

"Lower-level disciples? What do you mean by that?" Fang Hong inquired.

"The Zhao Emperor is a talented individual. He created something called’Spirit Tools,’ and it’s because of these Spirit Tools that we collapsed so quickly!"

"Spirit Tools? What are those? Are they Spiritual Artifacts?" Fang Hong was slightly startled.