A Girl Dies Every Day in Her Dream Life 213

Chapter 213: The Ancestor Has Appeared!

Compared to the barbarian lands, the current situation of the ancient clans wasn’t very good.

In fact, the reason Dugu Di’s plan proceeded so smoothly, besides Luo Xue’s cooperation, was another important factor.

Ancient clans like the Yudu and Beiming clans were all in crisis and couldn’t afford to deal with Dugu Di.

If not for this, Dugu Di’s mobilization of Immortal Slaughter wouldn’t have been so swift, taking less than a month to prepare for Li Guijiao to begin the repairs.

Without this major obstacle, Dugu Di could freely implement his plan.

…Repairing Immortal Slaughter was just one part of it. Dugu Di, coming from the Primordial Chaos, entering the Great Thousand Worlds, his purpose wasn’t just to establish an Immortal Dynasty.

But he hadn’t told anyone about this deeply buried secret.

As for whether the threat faced by the ancient clans would endanger the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty… Dugu Di had his own plans.

After all, Dugu Di came from beyond the Great Thousand Worlds, from the Primordial Chaos, and his understanding of otherworldly demons far surpassed everyone else’s, even the ancient beings of the ancient era.

Of course, the one who benefited the most from the ancient clans’ crisis wasn’t Dugu Di, but another “ancient clan.”

—The Nangong clan.

After negotiating with the representatives of the other ancient clans, Great-Grandmother decided to have Nangong Ling and Nangong Wan’er go and rescue the Beiming and Ouyang clans, helping them destroy the demonic remains.

Of course, the two ancient clans paid a hefty price for this, much to Great-Grandmother’s delight.

But this meant the other ancient clans weren’t so lucky.

The threat of the demonic remains was imminent, but they could only continuously send disciples to their ancestral lands, trying to resolve the crisis. Two Sea Crossing Realm cultivators had already disappeared, their soul lamps extinguished.

However, in this crisis, although the Nangong clan suffered the least losses, they still lost over a hundred Foundation Establishment disciples in the ancestral land.

After everything was over, Nangong Ling brought their remains back to the Sacred Land and buried them in the clan cemetery.

Then, the Nangong Sacred Land held the highest level mourning ceremony. For a hundred days, they fasted, couldn’t sleep, and could only meditate.

When Luo Xue returned to the Nangong Sacred Land, the hundred days of mourning had just ended, and the entire city was covered in white banners for summoning souls.

—Luo Xue, now essentially a soul, using a puppet body, almost felt like floating away.

This time, Luo Xue didn’t use her original appearance… because “Luo Xue” was currently in the Imperial Capital, repairing Immortal Slaughter.

Nor did she use Li Guijiao’s signature ghostly girl disguise, because it had already appeared in the barbarian lands as “Luo Xue’s” attendant.

After some thought, Luo Xue decided to use the original appearance of this soul, Nangong’s… mainly because she wasn’t good at creating disguises, and she didn’t have any other options, so she could only make do with the Nangong ancestor’s appearance.

Since these puppets were based on Luo Xue’s physique, she now looked like a younger version of Nangong.

“I wonder if Little Dugu returned with Madam… I was in such a hurry that I didn’t even have time to properly greet her.”

Luo Xue touched her nose. She could tell that Madam truly cared about her during her time in the imperial palace.

Who would have thought that Madam’s real appearance was… so young?

Nangong Wan’er looked only about twenty years old, not much older than Luo Xue.

If not for Nangong Ling mentioning it, Luo Xue wouldn’t have connected the two.

Having never been to the Nangong clan’s core area before, Luo Xue didn’t know its exact location.

And because of the mourning period, the entire city was quiet, and the few Treasure Pavilions she found were all closed.

But having come this far, Luo Xue wasn’t in a hurry and wandered around the city.

“But… why are all the Nangong disciples I’ve seen in such a hurry?”

Luo Xue scratched the back of her head. With her Eternal Soul of Antiquity, she could easily distinguish between Nangong disciples and ordinary cultivators. The slightest hint of the will of immortality was as conspicuous as the sun to her.

These Nangong disciples were all in a hurry, as if they had urgent matters to attend to, and Luo Xue didn’t want to disturb them.

“Forget it, I’ll just wander around the city for a bit. I haven’t had a proper rest in a while.”

Luo Xue exhaled and began exploring the city.

…

“Guess what I saw?”

“What?”

“The soul-summoning banner brought back our ancestor’s soul!”

“Holy shit! What’s going on?”

“Our ancestor is currently wandering around the eighteenth ring… I’ve confirmed it, it’s really Ancestor Nangong! She looks exactly like the portrait enshrined in the ancestral hall, just a bit younger…”

“Could it be… her soul from when she was young?”

“…Do you even hear yourself?”

“Anyway… take me to see!”

Similar rumors quickly spread throughout the Nangong Sacred Land, and countless Nangong disciples, out of curiosity, went to the eighteenth ring, all returning with shocked expressions.

It wasn’t just that she looked exactly like the portrait…

When they got closer, even her aura was incredibly familiar, as if she had stepped out of the portrait.

However, no Nangong disciple dared to approach this “ancestor,” even when she walked towards them, they pretended not to see and moved away.

Because… the appearance of an ancestor wasn’t a blessing, but a potential disaster.

Although there were no such cases in the Nangong clan, in the other ancient clans, the appearance of an ancestor usually meant possession, especially for talented disciples.

The revived ancestor would initially act like a kind elder, treating their descendants with great favor.

But once they gained their trust and were allowed to possess their bodies, they would immediately expel the original consciousness and take over the body and soul.

Because of their shared bloodline, the success rate of this was very high, and the deceased ancestor would be reborn.

It was said that several ancestors of the Yudu Clan and the Sima Clan had done this multiple times, surviving from the ancient era to the present, making all ancient clans instinctively fear the appearance of their ancestors.

Of course, besides this, being able to see an ancestor was also a rare and exciting event.

Therefore, Luo Xue discovered that the Nangong Sacred Land seemed very busy today, with Nangong disciples hurrying around.

This news quickly reached the clan elders, who were initially skeptical, because they knew that the Nangong ancestors wouldn’t do such a thing as possession.

It wasn’t because they were all noble and righteous, but because the nature of the will of immortality made it impossible.

Unless, like Nangong, they deliberately separated a wisp of their soul, the will of immortality would merge the consciousness, body, and soul into one, achieving a certain level of immortality.

Possession was impossible!

And… because of this, almost no trace remained of any deceased ancestor.

Because if any trace remained, with the nature of the will of immortality, they would still be considered “alive.”

And the rumors said it was Ancestor Nangong, the first ancestor of the Nangong clan, a true ancient being from the ancient era. This was even less likely.

But soon, the clan elders realized that this ancestor might actually be real.

They found the records left by Nangong Ling, which stated that the Sacred Soul enshrined in the Sacred Land was a fragmented remnant soul of their first ancestor and that it had been released under Great-Grandmother’s instructions.

As for the specifics, like giving this remnant soul to Luo Xue, Nangong Ling had only told Great-Grandmother.

Finally, after consulting with Great-Grandmother and receiving her confirmation and approval, they decided to go to the eighteenth ring of the Nangong Sacred City to pay their respects to this resurrected ancestor.

…

Meanwhile, Luo Xue was squatting beside a small stall, watching the vendor cook spiritual food with spirit fire.

“Are you from out of town?”

The vendor was enthusiastic. Seeing Luo Xue, a little girl alone in the Sacred City, he kindly offered her some food.

“Yes.” Luo Xue nodded, then asked curiously, “How did you tell?”

“Heh… you don’t look like you’re from the Nangong Sacred City,” the vendor chuckled. “More like a young mistress from the Imperial Capital. Did you sneak out from home?”

“Is it that obvious?”

Luo Xue was stunned.

In a sense, she was indeed a young mistress who ran away from the Imperial Capital…

It was just that her family wasn’t ordinary.

“We’re more… boisterous here. You’re so elegant, even when eating a spirit pheasant leg.”

The vendor pointed at the half-eaten chicken leg in Luo Xue’s hand. She had been carefully tearing off the meat and eating it in small bites, instead of just biting into it directly.

“…”

Luo Xue started biting into the chicken leg. This was the etiquette official’s fault, her strict rules had made this a habit.

Back in the camp in the post-apocalyptic world, her eating habits were far from elegant, more like… devouring.

The vendor handed Luo Xue the cooked food, but when Luo Xue took out a spirit stone to pay, he waved his hand, refusing.

“Miss, this denomination is too large, I can’t make change.” The vendor smiled wryly, looking at the spirit stone in Luo Xue’s hand. “We use the Nangong clan’s currency here, we rarely use spirit stones directly.”

“…I’ve used up all my currency, so I don’t have any.”

Luo Xue touched her nose. She had prepared some before, but after her trip to the barbarian lands, she only had spirit stones left.

After all, in the barbarian lands, nothing was as valuable as spirit stones. The demonic beast tribes’ tolerance for turbulent spiritual energy was higher than humans’, and they could absorb spirit stones directly with decent efficiency.

“It’s not worth much… I’ll find someone to exchange it for you, wait a moment.”

Luo Xue slapped her forehead. She sensed a group of Nangong disciples nearby, hurrying towards her.

So, before the vendor could stop her, Luo Xue flew over, intending to intercept them.

But after meeting them, Luo Xue was surprised.

Not because she had found the wrong people, but…

“Why do these Nangong disciples look so old?”

Luo Xue glanced at them from afar and hesitated.

They seemed to be clan elders… Was it too much to ask them to exchange currency?

Just as Luo Xue was hesitating, the elders saw her, their expressions changing drastically, and they rushed over.

Luo Xue was startled, thinking she had done something wrong and offended them.

Could it be that the Blood Sea Secret Realm incident had been exposed?

But Nangong Ling should have explained to them…

But before Luo Xue could react, the elders arrived, and without a word, they all knelt down.

“Greetings… Ancestor!”

The elders shielded her from the surrounding crowd and whispered.

Luo Xue’s mind went blank, but she quickly recovered.

“Uh… I think you’ve misunderstood…” Luo Xue said awkwardly.

“Unexpectedly, it’s really you… Ancestor Nangong,” the leading elder looked up, tears welling up in his wrinkled eyes, his voice trembling with excitement. “This feeling from deep within our bloodline… can’t be wrong!”

The Nangong clan’s bloodline was passed down through generations, although there were occasional cases of atavism and purification, strengthening the bloodline, but overall, it was gradually weakening.

In other words, the older the ancestor, the purer their bloodline, the stronger their power, and the more oppressive their aura to those of lower generations.

This little girl not only looked exactly like the portrait enshrined in the ancestral hall, but even the oppressive aura of her bloodline was incredibly real, even the Grand Elder could feel the pressure, his breathing slightly labored.

Only an ancestor within three generations could do this, not even Great-Grandmother could.

“Please return to the clan, Ancestor!”

The elders bowed their heads, making Luo Xue dumbfounded and at a loss.

Nangong’s status within the Nangong clan was incredibly high, so high that if she wanted to possess someone, countless clan members would willingly offer their bodies and souls, something no other ancient clan ancestor could achieve.

Being able to witness the return of their ancestor, these Nangong elders, who were practically legends themselves, understood the significance of this even more than ordinary disciples.

Just as Luo Xue was wondering how to deal with this situation, a calm, aged voice came from behind the elders.

“Everyone, please calm down… you’re making things difficult for our ancestor.”