After Fishing For 10 Years, I Became A Saint Without Knowing How To Raise Beasts

Chapter 147 He Is Our Ancestor

The little boy did not dare to speak.

In the end, he followed the old man to the ancestral graveyard.

The ancestral graveyard was located at the foot of the Sky Sword Mountain.

There were hundreds of thousands of tombs here.

Above each tomb was a weapon, and under each tomb was a body.

The weapons stuck into the tombs made for a shocking sight.

Amidst the biting cold, the old man and the little boy knelt at the entrance of the ancestral graveyard and performed a very serious ceremonial rite. They were now ready to pay their respects to their ancestors' tombs.

Of course, they had selfish motives in paying respects.

First, the old man hoped that the little boy would have a smooth life in the future.

Second, they hoped that their ancestors would protect the artifact spirit race.

Third, he hoped that the artifact spirit race would obtain a good result in the hunt half a year from now.

However, just as the old man and the little boy were about to start paying their respects, the young boy spotted a figure appear in the ancestral graveyard

This figure had appeared out of nowhere, like a leaf that had gently landed on the ground.

"Grandpa! Someone's here!"

The little boy immediately tugged at the old man's sleeve and gestured toward the figure not far away.

The old man was puzzled, but he also followed the little boy's gaze and looked into the distance.

There really was a young man there!

The young man had black hair and black eyes, and was dressed in very plain clothes and barefooted.

"Grandpa!"

"Is he also paying his respects?" the little boy asked.

"I'll go take a look."

The old man shook his head. He did not know who the man in front of him was, but the man did not appear to have any weapons with him.

Moreover, tradition dictated that there should be two people present when paying respects.

Was this guy here to cause trouble?

Thinking this, the old man's eyes were naturally filled with displeasure as he walked over.

"Who are you?"

Yuchi's gaze fell on the old man.

"I'm Yuchi."

It had taken him seven days to find this place. When he first saw the ancestral graveyard, Yuchi became certain that the artifact spirit race had not been exterminated.

The ancestral graveyard had been meticulously cleaned.

However, seeing this many tombs also posed a problem. He did not know where Qing Zhu and Tao Yao were buried.

Now, two people happened to come by and, from a simple glance, he could tell that the little boy was an artifact spirit.

After Yuchi explained his purpose in coming, the old man also seriously questioned Yuchi about why no one else had come with him. Yuchi did not bother explaining himself and simply admitted his mistake.

After the old man saw Yuchi calmly admit his mistake, he was too embarrassed to pursue the matter further.

"Oh, that's right."

"You said that you came to pay your respects. What are the names of the two people you are paying your respects to?" the old man asked.

It was not uncommon for people to pay their respects. Every year, people from would come here to pay their respects to their ancestors.

When Yuchi told the old man their names, the old man's face was filled with surprise.

The two names Yuchi mentioned were very famous ancestors of the artifact spirit race. These two ancestors had once helped the artifact spirit race overcome a very dangerous calamity.

The two of them had been dead for far too many years. In fact, no one knew exactly how long they had been dead for.

The old man knew where the two were buried, so he brought Yuchi there.

According to Qing Zhu and Tao Yao's request, Yuchi plucked two leaves and placed them in front of their tombs.

Unlike the tombs of other people with weapons, there were no weapons atop front of their graves. There were only two simple small tombs.

Yuchi did not ask any more questions. After he was done, he left.

The old man looked at Yuchi in puzzlement. Yuchi's performance was calm, but his actions surprised him.

He had actually plucked two leaves!

The little boy obviously felt that something was different. However, before he could speak up, he was glared at by the old man.

Thus, he only watched Yuchi leave!

After confirming that Yuchi had left, the little boy said to the old man in disbelief, "Grandpa, he actually placed two leaves in front of the tombs. This is the ancestor's spirit! "

The artifact spirit race had a secret legend.

They believed that the artifact spirit would not die. Once their souls completely fused with the weapon, even if their physical bodies collapsed, they could still reform their physical bodies through their own efforts and enter the next realm of cultivation!

If someone managed to do that, they would place two leaves in front of their tombs.

Two leaves meant that the fallen leaves had returned to their roots. it meant that they had returned, that their souls had returned to this place, and they had successfully entered the next realm.

"I was wondering why that young man was so strange!"

"I was wondering why an ordinary person like him could come to such a dangerous place alone!"

"So he's our ancestor!"

The old man said excitedly.

Clearly, what he said was riddled with holes and could not stand up to scrutiny.

Still, truth was not always the best thing in this race.

"Grandpa, look!"

"This senior should be our ancestor. Look at the ground!"

"Senior did not leave any footprints on the snow when he walked!"

The little boy suddenly exclaimed in surprise. He pointed at the path Yuchi had walked on and found that the only visible footprints were their own!

The old man hurriedly looked in the direction the little boy was pointing at. With one look, he saw that it was indeed so.

Yuchi had not left behind any footprints.

In that case…

Yuchi looked like them.

Yuchi could speak their language.

Yuchi was powerful.

Yuchi had placed down two leaves.

In his mind, the evidence pointed to him being the ancestor and that the secret legend was true. There was hope for the artifact spirit race in the future. The artifact spirit's final destination was not death, but the beginning of a new life! "

"He's our ancestor!"

The old man shouted excitedly. He had even forgotten that he should not make a big fuss in the ancestral graveyard.

Yuchi stood beside the old man and the little boy.

The two of them could not sense his existence at all.

According to Yuchi's understanding, Qing Zhu and Tao Yao had not reformed their physical bodies. They were trapped as artifact spirits and had been killed by him.

In other words, they had no way of leaving their artifact spirit form and re-forming their physical bodies.

Then, why did the two of them ask him to do that?

It was probably to make their clansmen more determined to move forward.

It was a deception, but a useful one. Those who believed it would find newfound faith in their race and future.

It was a form of self-deception.

Yuchi looked at the little boy's excited expression.

"I wonder if this boy will be able to reach the ideal state of the artifact spirit race after seeing these two leaves. if he can do it, it would be worth seeing."

Then, Yuchi left.

To him, it was just a small interlude, so he did not pay much attention to it.

There was still half a year to go until the hunt.

Yuchi was curious as to what he would experience there, very curious!