Sacrificial Artifact System: From Bell-ringer to the Ancestral Patriarch of the Sect
Chapter 288 - 201: The Ancestral Teaching of Chen Bell Platform (Request for Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 288: Chapter 201: The Ancestral Teaching of Chen Bell Platform (Request for Monthly Ticket)

Li Qian glanced at the area again buried by the yellow sands and immediately began to excavate with his hands once more.

Though the sands had buried it deeper, he ultimately dug out the monster carcass and successfully crawled inside.

After so many days of sunbathing and freezing, the monster carcass had turned dry and hard.

Li Qian curled up his body with effort, and began to use his teeth to tear at the dry flesh of the carcass; as the dried meat entered his stomach, it started to ache in no time.

But this time it wasn’t as intense as before.

This indicated that during his dimensional ascension, his body was gradually adapting to everything in this world.

In the following days and nights, though tough... Li Qian felt it was much better than the previous few times. freёweɓnovel_com

As the morning sun rose and shone upon his face, he smiled in the warmth and gradually fell asleep.

When he awoke, he had returned to the underground palace.

The familiar pain emerged from his abdomen and spread throughout his body... Li Qian had grown accustomed to it, he focused his mind, and began to forcefully refine this high-level energy from the Yellow Sand World.

When he emerged from the underground palace, to his surprise, there was a heavy snowfall outside, covering everything in a blanket of white.

The Chen Bell Platform was bustling with activity, a large group of people were drinking and eating hotpot.

"Master."

"Patriarch."

"Uncle."

"Great-Grandmaster..."

The moment Li Qian appeared, it immediately caused a stir among everyone.

Li Qian looked at the crowd and asked with a smile, "What’s the occasion today that everyone is here?"

He noticed that it wasn’t just his own disciples and grand-disciples, but Chai Shao, Bai Yun’s daughter Chai Yingxue, his own niece Li Yuwei, and Li Mo were also there...

"Master, today is the Ancestral Spirit Festival."

Chai Shao reminded him.

"Oh, the Ancestral Spirit Festival..."

Li Qian nodded his head.

The Ancestral Spirit Festival was a rather important festival, equivalent to the New Year in his previous life... However, since the demonic invasion, such festivals had seldom been celebrated.

After all, when survival itself was a challenge, who had the heart to celebrate?

However, after Dao Sect took action and cleared the demons from the provinces of Dachang, the social order there gradually returned to normal.

Even though there were still traces of demons and monsters... compared to before, they were hardly worth mentioning.

"Master, come eat hotpot..."

Bai Yun pointed to an empty chair.

Li Qian smiled and nodded, then sat down.

He glanced around, five of his direct disciples, aside from Lin Qi being an Array Master with a rather average martial cultivation, were all Heavenly Persons. Yang Fan, in particular, should soon step into the Heavenly Phenomenon Level.

Among the second generation disciples, Wang Yuxuan had become a Heavenly Person; she was admitted to the sect at the same time as Li Bozhi.

As for Li Bozhi, he had already become a Great Grandmaster.

Meng Ke, Xu Long’s eldest disciple, was already a Grandmaster.

Chai Shao and Bai Yun’s daughter, Chai Yingxue, was not young anymore, still at the high-level Great Grandmaster tier; turning into a Heavenly Person was no big issue, but achieving higher levels would be difficult.

His niece Li Yuwei, through that Heavenly Celestial Pill, had also reached the level of Heavenly Person... but her potential was just so.

The one Li Qian valued the most was Yang Fan’s daughter, Yang Lian, who had a talent at the Rosy Clouds Level. Not yet nineteen years old, she had reached the Late-stage True Qi Realm and completed the Sword Stabbing Fist in just a few years. With Innate Ninth Layer and Pure Sword Body, she had achieved a Perfect Innate... Her speed of cultivation far surpassed Yang Fan’s.

Xu Long’s second disciple, Pang Hu, who entered the sect twelve years earlier than Yang Lian and is Pang Bai’s great-grandson, was only at Yang Lian’s level of cultivation.

Barring any accidents, Yang Lian becoming a Martial Saint and even a Great Saint in the future would have no issues.

Among the Qu siblings, Qu Ying had the highest talent; she had already stepped into the Intermediate Great Grandmaster tier.

Qu Peng was only a bit behind and was still a top-tier Grandmaster.

Moreover, after Xu Long and He Yuan from the He Family became Dao companions, they successively had a son and a daughter; their son Xu Yi, at fourteen, already had a decent Root Bone whereby he entered Wuxin Peak and just completed the Perfect mastery of Sword Stabbing Fist.

As for their daughter Xu Qin, who was only eight years old today, she was also on the mountain with her mother, He Yuan.

A group of people surrounded the table, drinking and eating hot pot... In the distance, Little Black craned its neck, eyeing the steaming hot pot with drool-worthy longing.

Little Black’s size has not changed for a long time.

And, Little Black was no longer young.

From the initial time Liu Ming brought it back, to now... it’s been almost one hundred and seven years.

If not for Little Black becoming an Abnormal Bird, it would have died of old age a long time ago.

Even as an Abnormal Bird... Li Qian could sense that Little Black’s vitality was not as vigorous as before, which means that Little Black is aging, and its bodily functions are starting to decline.

It was estimated that it could live for another twenty to thirty years.

For a hawk that was once of ordinary descent, such a lifespan was not too shabby.

If Little Black were to undergo Enlightenment and pursue the path of Demon Cultivation, it might break through the limits of its lifespan.

However... Li Qian didn’t plan to Enlighten it.

Little Black as it is now, is still Little Black; if it underwent demonization... then, it would merely be a demon bird.

A month later.

Above the Chen Bell Platform, a strong surge of Primordial Qi fluctuated and ultimately formed an astonishing Heavenly Phenomenon.

A splendid sword shadow gradually took shape and hung in the sky, with terrifying Sword Intent spreading in all directions.

Heavenly Phenomenon!

Li Qian, cultivating inside the underground palace, suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a hint of a smile.

At last, one of his disciples had reached the Heavenly Phenomenon Level Celestial tier.

But he did not use the Chen Bell Domain to shield this anomaly.

There was no need.

It was time for the many Heavenly Persons of the Divine Sword Sect to see the tip of the iceberg of his Wuxin Peak.