"I remember you mentioned before that the Hun Family seems to possess a Saint-level Combat Secret Treasure?"
Han Xuanji asked curiously.
"That's right. As long as someone can control this Combat Secret Treasure, we would gain an additional Saint-level combatant, and not just an ordinary Eternal Saint."
Hun Qianling confirmed Han Xuanji's words and explained slowly:
"However, it is not easy for any path to reach the Saint Domain. Even for a path with such a low ceiling, one would need at least an Eternal True God cultivation to control this powerful secret treasure. Furthermore, their Soul cultivation must reach the Half-Saint Realm, and their Physical Body must be very strong."
"I remember that for as long as I can recall, no one in the Hun Family has been able to control this Combat Secret Treasure. The Family has been constantly cultivating Cultivators who might be able to control this Saint secret treasure."
"I see."
Han Xuanji nodded.
For something like this, it wasn't wise to look for outsiders; the risk was too great. They could only Cultivate someone from within.
It was just that finding a Family member with both the necessary talent and strength was far too difficult.
While they spoke, the thousand spirits vessel had already followed the flying boat path and slowly arrived at the city gates of Qianhun City.
The thousand spirits vessel bore the Hun Family emblem, and Hun Qianling also possessed an identity token symbolizing her status as a direct descendant of the Hun Family; these were all items that could prove her identity. Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse. Although the Hun Family had declined, they still held a dominant position in Qianhun City.
They quickly passed the inspection and the two disembarked from the flying boat.
"Let's go, I'll take you back to the Hun Family. It's not far now. We'll walk so you can see the core area of Qianhun City,"
Hun Qianling said with a smile, taking the lead toward the depths of the city.
Han Xuanji followed silently, his gaze still scanning the surroundings. As he walked, he paid attention to the Auras of the Powerful Experts in the city.
Qianhun City truly lived up to its reputation as a large city; there were many Powerful Experts. Cultivators who had reached the Eternal Dao Lord level were the majority, and there were also many Eternal True Lord level Cultivators. However, once it reached the eternal true god realm, they were almost impossible to sense; experts of this level were already extremely rare.
Soon, the two reached their destination.
As the overlords of Qianhun City, the Hun Family's residence occupied a vast area. Looking from a distance, a series of pavilions and towers rose and fell in a unified and ancient architectural style. It was quite similar to the style of the Immortal Realm Han Xuanji once inhabited, but on the other hand, some buildings resembled the style of Han Xuanji's previous life.
The news of Hun Qianling's return had already spread, drawing the attention of many Hun Family members. Some clansmen watched with indifference or even a hint of disdain.
In their eyes, Hun Qianling was merely an Eternal Dao Lord with mediocre strength. Even if her status was noble, she could not provide any substantial help to the current Hun Family. For a Family mired in crisis, her presence or absence made little difference.
However, many clansmen close to Hun Qianling were filled with joy upon hearing of her return.
Among them, the most anxious was Hun Qianling's aunt, Hun Yulong.
As the Family head, Hun Qianxue could not personally come to welcome her due to his status and waited in the manor instead. However, Hun Yulong had a bright and cheerful personality and had always doted on Hun Qianling. Upon hearing the news, she immediately set aside her tasks and rushed to welcome her.
"Qianling! My dear niece, you're finally back!"
A clear and bright voice rang out as a woman dressed in a pink brocade robe walked over quickly. Her face was beautiful, her temperament gentle yet carrying a hint of capability, and she was surrounded by the Aura of an Eternal True Lord. This was Hun Yulong.
She hurried to Hun Qianling's side, grabbed her hand, and looked her up and down with eyes full of affection.
"Have you suffered much while away these years? You look like you've lost weight."
"Aunt!"
Seeing Hun Yulong, a flash of warmth appeared in Hun Qianling's eyes. All her grievances and fatigue dissipated quite a bit in this moment. She shook her head gently.
"I'm fine. I was just out gaining experience and couldn't come back sooner."
She did not intend to reveal everything she had encountered; this was something she and Han Xuanji had agreed upon beforehand.
Hun Yulong's gaze slowly shifted to Han Xuanji. She looked him up and down with a flash of approval in her eyes, then a playful smile curved her lips. She patted Hun Qianling's shoulder and laughed:
"Oh my, my dear niece, it seems you've finally seen the light while out adventuring these years. You even brought a man back!"
"Not bad, not bad. This young man is quite handsome and has a steady temperament. He certainly fits our Hun Family's aesthetic."
On the Eternal Continent, whether it was the top-tier Eternal Deities or ordinary Cultivators, most maintained a human form. As for the reason, no one had been able to explain it since ancient times. Everyone attributed it to the choice of the eternal tree, whose power radiated across infinite worlds, causing all races to instinctively gravitate toward the human form.
"Oh, Aunt! What nonsense are you talking about!"
Hun Qianling's cheeks instantly turned bright red. She quickly waved her hands and explained:
"His name is Han Xuanji. He is my friend and a talent I've recruited for the Family. It's not what you think!"
Han Xuanji stood to the side with a calm expression. He nodded slightly and bowed to Hun Yulong without saying much.
He knew this was just an elder's teasing and there was no need for excessive explanation; it was better to keep a low profile.
Seeing Hun Qianling's extreme embarrassment, Hun Yulong stopped teasing her and waved her hand with a smile:
"Alright, alright, Aunt won't make fun of you anymore."
"Young friend Han, welcome to the Hun Family. Since you were brought by Qianling, you are a guest of our Hun Family."
Her tone was sincere, and there was no hint of disdain in her eyes. Since he was someone Hun Qianling brought back, even if he was just a minor Cultivator who had recently entered the Eternal Dao Lord level, she had no intention of being neglectful.
"Anyway, enough of that. Qianxue is still waiting for you in the manor. I'll take you there. He was overjoyed to hear you were coming back."
Hun Yulong took Hun Qianling's hand and turned to walk toward the main hall in the depths of the Hun Family residence.
Han Xuanji followed silently behind them, discreetly observing the layout of the Hun Family manor and the passing clansmen, while secretly planning his next steps.
He would stick to his previous plan; there was no need to draw too much attention right upon arrival.
With Hun Qianling acting as a shield, he could avoid some trivial matters. He only wanted to Cultivate quietly and wait for the System to successfully upgrade. According to Hun Qianling, her elder brother had a good relationship with her, and since he was the current Family head, there shouldn't be any issues.
Soon, the group arrived at the Thousand Souls Hall, where the head of the Hun Family resided. The hall was magnificent, its roof embedded with countless lustrous white crystals. On either side stood several core clansmen dressed in black brocade robes. Their Auras were steady and restrained, all possessing Eternal True Lord level cultivations. Their sharp gazes scanned the outside of the hall, constantly alert to any movement.
Inside the hall, Hun Qianxue had been waiting for a long time. He sat on the main seat, his expression cold as if he were indifferent. In reality, his fingertips unconsciously tapped the tabletop, and his perception was already fully extended, monitoring the activity outside.
"Qianxue, we're back!"
Hun Yulong led Hun Qianling by the hand and was the first to step into the hall, her smile breaking the silence within.