Yuan Feng signaled The Shadow legion
To Leave.
They Dissapeared from the place.
The moment they left the imperial palace, Yuan Gan didn't bother hiding it anymore.
He grabbed Yuan Feng's shoulder and stared straight at him.
"…Say that again."
Yuan Feng sighed. "Father, I said these pills can help someone below the Emperor Path break through one to three major realms."
"…"
Silence.
Then—
"You're not joking, right?"
Yuan Feng opened the box.
Inside, thirty golden pills quietly rested, each one faintly glowing like it had a heartbeat of its own.
Even someone like Yuan Gan—who had seen countless treasures—felt his scalp go numb.
"…Feng'er," he muttered, voice a little dry, "if this gets out… people will start wars over it."
Yuan Feng shrugged. "Then don't let it get out."
"…You brat."
But the emperor's eyes were already shining.
"Good. We're going to the ancestral lands. Now."
On the Way
The royal chariot tore through the sky, guarded by hidden experts.
Yuan Feng leaned back lazily, one leg crossed over the other.
"Father, remind me again. Our dynasty just became Royal level, right?"
Yuan Gan nodded. "Mm. Not long ago."
"Explain it properly."
"You don't know this already?"
"I was busy being useless, remember?"
"…Fair."
Yuan Gan coughed lightly and started explaining.
"Force levels are divided like this:
Mortal Forces: 1 to 12 stars
Spirit Forces: 1 to 12 stars
Royal Forces: 1 to 24 stars
We're… barely at the bottom of Royal level."
Yuan Feng raised a brow. "Barely?"
"Yes. Don't get cocky."
Yuan Gan continued, tone calm but serious.
"We control over 600 Spirit-level forces. That's already enough to rule trillions of lives."
"Only trillions?" Yuan Feng smirked. "Sounds kinda small."
"…Do you want me to throw you out of the chariot?"
"Alright alright, continue."
"We govern 300 regions and 20 continents."
Yuan Feng nodded slowly.
"Regions are mostly filled with Mortal Path cultivators."
"Continents have both Mortal and Lord Path."
"And States…" Yuan Gan paused slightly, "…that's where King-level experts start showing up."
"Above that… you don't need to know yet."
Yuan Feng clicked his tongue. "You just don't know either, right?"
"…Watch your mouth."
Ancestral Lands
The moment they stepped into the ancestral lands—
The air changed.
It felt heavier. Sharper.
Like the place itself was watching them.
Yuan Feng squinted slightly.
So this is where all the old monsters are hiding…
Before he could think more—
A figure appeared.
No sound. No warning.
Just… there.
A man in black robes, sword on his back, eyes like a cold abyss.
Yuan Mo.
The Sword Demon.
Supreme King.
He looked at them, then frowned.
"Why are you here?"
Yuan Gan didn't waste time. He directly took out one pill.
"Ancestor… please take a look."
Yuan Mo caught it.
The moment he saw it—
His expression changed.
"…Where did this come from?"
Yuan Feng stepped forward casually.
"I made it."
"…?"
Yuan Mo stared at him.
"…Grandson, are you trying to fool me?"
Yuan Feng grinned. "Try it and find out."
Breakthrough
Yuan Mo didn't hesitate.
If it was fake, nothing would happen.
If it was real…
Then it was heaven-defying.
He swallowed it.
One second.
Two seconds.
Nothing.
Then—
BOOM.
Lightning exploded in the sky.
The ground cracked. The air twisted.
Yuan Feng took a step back.
"…Damn."
Yuan Gan just laughed. "Watch carefully. This is a King-level breakthrough."
Lightning kept striking Yuan Mo's body.
His aura surged again and again—
Until suddenly—
Everything stopped.
Yuan Mo opened his eyes.
And for the first time…
There was shock in them.
"…Peak Heavenly King."
He looked at Yuan Feng again.
"…Grandson."
"…Give me ten more."
Yuan Feng: "???"
The Swarm
Before Yuan Feng could reply—
More figures appeared.
One.
Three.
Ten.
All the ancestors came out like they smelled something good.
"What happened?"
"Why did your aura change?"
"You broke through??"
Yuan Mo didn't bother hiding it.
He pointed at Yuan Feng.
"This kid gave me a pill."
Instant silence.
Then—
All of them turned to Yuan Feng at the same time.
That feeling…
Yuan Feng suddenly felt like a sheep surrounded by wolves.
"…Uh."
One old man stepped forward.
"Grandson."
Another one pushed him aside.
"Move. Grandson, talk to me first."
A third one: "Do you still have more?"
Yuan Feng coughed.
"…I have some."
"HOW MANY?"
"…29."
Silence.
Then chaos.
"Give me one!"
"I've been stuck for 300,000 years!"
"Grandson, I watched you grow up!"
"Bullshit, you were in seclusion!"
"SHUT UP AND LINE UP!"
Yuan Feng blinked.
These are our ancestors…?
Why do they feel like old uncles fighting over discounts?
Distribution
He didn't drag it out.
He just took out all 29 pills.
The moment they appeared—
Every ancestor's eyes lit up.
They didn't even act polite anymore.
They SNATCHED them.
"Mine!"
"You took two!"
"Give that back!"
Yuan Feng: "…I regret this."
Mass Breakthrough
One by one—
They swallowed the pills.
And then—
The sky exploded again.
Lightning everywhere.
Thirty King-level tribulations overlapping.
If someone else saw this, they'd think the world was ending.
Yuan Feng just stood there eating fruit he grabbed earlier.
"…This is kinda cool."
Yuan Gan: "You're eating during this??"
"What? I get hungry watching."
"…You're unbelievable."
After a while—
Everything settled.
Thirty terrifying auras stood there.
All of them—
Peak Heavenly King.
Grandson Supremacy
The ancestors looked at each other.
Then at Yuan Feng.
Then—
They all smiled.
It was… kinda creepy.
"Good grandson."
"Very filial."
"Better than your father."
Yuan Gan: "???"
"Oi."
One ancestor stepped forward.
"Grandson, tell us. What do you want?"
"Resources?"
"Status?"
"A position?"
"Just say it."
Yuan Feng didn't even think long.
He smiled.
"I want wives."
"…?"
Silence.
"…What?"
"I want the Heaven's Proud Daughters of Great Qian."
"I'll marry them."
The ancestors froze for a second.
Then—
They burst out laughing.
"Hahahaha!"
"Good! That's my grandson!"
"Ambitious!"
"You're definitely from our Yuan Clan!"
Yuan Mo crossed his arms and smirked.
"Alright."
"If it's just women…"
"We'll pick the best ones for you."
Yuan Feng stretched lazily.
"Make sure they're top-tier."
"Talent, looks, background… all of it."
One ancestor waved his hand.
"Relax."
"If they're not worthy…"
"We won't even bring them to you."
Yuan Feng grinned.
System… time to start farming rewards.