Cultivation through Skin Making - Chapter 696 - 247. The patriarch entrusts an orphan, stirring waves; calmly handling arrivals and departures (8.1K words - big Chapter, subscription requested)_3

Chapter 696: 247. The patriarch entrusts an orphan, stirring waves; calmly handling arrivals and departures (8.1K words – big Chapter, subscription requested)_3

Han Weizi and Han Lingzi followed along, and when they reached a spot, an old woman approached respectfully, saying, “Ladies, please rest here.”

Even though Han Lingzi was unwilling, she had to accept the title “lady.”

The two women followed the old woman.

Only Song Yan and the little Phoenix were left on the corridor leading to the distance.

In a heavy and mournful atmosphere, Song Yan was both the descendant entrusted by the Li Family ancestor and a prisoner sent by the Three Realm Spirits to undergo a “life-and-death test.”

Soon, Song Yan reached the end of the corridor.

The little Phoenix flapped its wings, breaking open the array shield to create a door for entry.

After opening the door, the little Phoenix flashed and flew gracefully to the heights of the Li Family Cave Mansion, spreading its wings and hovering quietly in the clouds, signifying its guardianship over the Li Family.

Song Yan lowered his gaze slightly and strode forward, entering through the door.

Inside, at the end, on the Jade Platform, was an elder, half-dead, dry, and withered — Li Shanhai, the Li Family ancestor.

When the array shield broke open, Li Shanhai had already sat up, his eyes wide open in a final flare of life, looking at the person walking in — the one he had been waiting to entrust his lineage to.

Those eyes held the wisdom of an elder who had seen the world and the power of a Profound Yellow Three Realms expert.

He intended to use his last bit of strength to fix the hidden injuries suffered by Li Xuanchan and to check if Li Xuanchan had been cursed.

“Xuanchan… come, sit.” Li Shanhai rasped.

Song Yan walked step by step and sat down.

Li Shanhai looked at him seriously, suddenly slightly furrowing his eyes, a flicker of obscure doubt flashing within. He abruptly lifted his gaze, meeting the observant young eyes across from him.

Li Shanhai’s lips curved into a cold smile, but before he could speak, Song Yan had already begun.

The power within Song Yan rapidly circulated, linking the white “Wa” character in his talisman, giving the next sentence the effect of “words follow the law.”

“Ancestor…” Song Yan uttered two words.

Li Shanhai stopped all thoughts; he had to finish listening to this person’s words.

Song Yan spoke through gritted teeth, “Your unfilial junior Xuanchan came late…”

He called “Ancestor,” meaning the person in front of him was truly his ancestor.

He mentioned “junior Xuanchan,” clarifying their relationship.

However, as the final word of Song Yan’s forcibly invoked “words follow the law” fell, he was suddenly struck as if by lightning, spitting a large mouthful of blood. His body exhibited cracks like porcelain, and his divine thought began to scatter and shed. His complexion looked worse than that of Li Shanhai lying on the Jade Platform. Blood not only spurted from his mouth but also flowed from the cracks in his skin.

“Words follow the law” turns the “impossible into possible,” the “nonexistent into existent,” all of which require a price.

The more effects generated by “words follow the law,” the greater the price.

At this moment, Song Yan felt no regret for forcibly invoking “words follow the law,” because the price he was paying now explained everything: the Li Family ancestor had indeed seen through him, just short of calling the little Phoenix to cut him down.

But now, his words, “Ancestor, your unfilial junior Xuanchan came late,” were changing everything.

If the Li Family ancestor were at full strength, Song Yan could not bear this cost.

But now, the Li Family ancestor was dying…

The cost was greatly reduced.

Yet even so, it was still beyond his ability to bear.

Drip…

Drip…

Stream after stream of blood dripped to the ground.

The air fell into a strange silence.

Suddenly, the Li Family ancestor pointed a finger, enveloping the man before him with milky white Profound Qi, then urgently shouted, “Come quickly! Quickly, someone!!”

Soon, two elders rushed in from outside. Looking first at the Li Family ancestor and then at the shattered young man, they were both stunned.

For through the fissures in the flesh, they had discovered that the divine soul within was not that of the young lord.

What… what is going on?

The Li Family ancestor loudly declared, “Xuanchan’s divine soul was severely injured in the past; he used that Forbidden Secret Technique, taking another’s divine soul to mend himself. Now, his injuries have flared up again! The person in front of you is Xuanchan, the Li Family Head! Why are you still stunned? Can’t recognize your master just because the soul changed? Save him, save him!! Save him!!!”

The two elders hurriedly used magic to heal Song Yan.

But how could the power they used resist the backlash of “words follow the law”?

Seeing this, Song Yan’s flesh and blood continued to separate inch by inch, and his powerful body of the Profound Yellow Second Realm was on the verge of complete destruction just because of a single sentence.

The Li Family ancestor watched Song Yan with concern and anxiety, a sense of desolation passing through his heart: “Is it destined for the old to bury the young? Is heaven determined to destroy my Li Family?” But then a resolute expression emerged on his face as he said, “Xuanchan, I will certainly save you, will surely help you recover!! Rest assured! You will not die!”

Hearing this, Song Yan finally felt a sense of relief.

At this moment, he was in a state of extreme weakness.

Taking advantage of this moment, he glanced again at his Lifebound Talisman, only to see that the previous harmonious balance had been broken; the white representing the “Wa Text Curse” had warped the entire talisman into an abnormal shape, ready at any moment to break through the outermost gray ring and become supreme.

He had paid a high price and gained a great reward.

Now the Li Family ancestor truly regarded him as Li Xuanchan, the Li Family’s only hope for the future.

Yet simultaneously, an indescribable sorrow rose in Song Yan’s heart, mourning for the elderly man before him.

“Words follow the law” is bidirectional; when the Li Family ancestor recognized him, he also recognized the Li Family ancestor.