Chu Mo seriously looked at the elder and said, "Can the Long Family guarantee they will not align with the Demon Clan?"

The elder nodded earnestly and said, "Of course! This is the fundamental reason the Long Family has established itself in the Heavenly Realm. There can be disputes and feuds. But all of that must be internal matters of the Heavenly Realm. Any person or family that conspires with the Demon Clan will ultimately meet with no good end."

"Good, then I too can make a vow, as long as you tell me the whereabouts of my father, I will wipe the slate clean of any grievance with the Long Family!" Chu Mo said earnestly.

"Young friend, you're straightforward!" The elder finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He understood the Chu Clan much more than the average person, so he was very clear about the strength that the Chu bloodline possessed. He held no other prejudice against Chu Mo. Even deep in his heart, he greatly admired this young man.

Despite having exceptional lineage and talent, not everyone could fight their way up from the Mortal Realm and grow so quickly into a young powerhouse of their generation.

His age was considerable, he was quite old, having witnessed too many young geniuses from the Long Family or other clan factions. The talents of many of these youths aroused his envy, and at times even jealousy.

But what was the outcome? So many years had passed, how many of those young geniuses he once envied and even felt jealous of had truly grown?

The younger a genius entered the Emperor Realm, the slower their growth seemed to be afterward!

Some might not even elevate a minor level in several thousand years!

Why?

There could be many reasons, but ultimately, it boiled down to one word: "laziness."

Transforming from a young genius to a respected adult, then to a young Emperor of considerable standing... such immense changes in status and identity could destroy the spiritual will of more than ninety percent of people.

With no hope of stepping on the path to becoming a supreme being in this life, and the chances of becoming a Quasi-Supreme being exceedingly slim and bleak.

Under such circumstances, what choice would a normal person make?

Fame and status... these are topics no one can avoid. Thus, too many talented young people ultimately fall to vanity and status. Therefore, while there are many gifted youths, very few of them truly grow.

But not so with this young man before him, for whom fame and status seemed to be as inconsequential as clouds.

He had a heritage that was looked up to by the world, as well as combat power that shocked the world, he was a young powerhouse, but the bad habits that often appeared in young famous cultivators did not appear on him. Wasn't such a young man deserving of respect? Just because he was young, should that be a reason to belittle him?

The elder of the Long Family felt that all those who looked down on Chu Mo had some issue with their brains.

What gave you so much confidence in yourselves? Why did you dare to look down on Chu Mo?

That was his biggest puzzle, even towards many of his own family members.

Luckily, he had followed them here today. Otherwise, he believed that the Long Family might have faced a great disaster. Don't think that the Long Family looked down on the Tong Family now, but if he hadn't come today, perhaps in a few years, the Long Family might be even worse off than the Tong Family!

The elder had lived too many years, his life expectancy was long, having even lived a second life. He had a very clear insight into many matters. Thus, while many within the Long Family might think him a bit too soft, those who really understood him knew all too well. This old ancestor was never soft.

He was simply clear-headed in recognizing the situation.

"Your father must still be alive in this world. But finding him won't be easy," the elder said to Chu Mo, using the method of transmitting his voice directly into Chu Mo's mind, even though there was already a double layer of sealing here.

After listening, a look of shock flashed across Chu Mo's face, somewhat incredulous as he looked at the elder.

The elder earnestly looked at Chu Mo, "I can guarantee these things are all true. I can swear it on my primordial spirit!"

Chu Mo took a deep breath and looked at the elder, "Never mind, I believe you, senior."

It was the first time Chu Mo had called this elder of the Long Family a senior, and he said flatly, "Change Long Henmo's name back to Long Qiushui. I used to think it was rather cool to be hated by someone, but today, I suddenly don't feel it's that great. If the Long Family doesn't provoke me in the future, I won't initiate any trouble."

The elder nodded with satisfaction, then looked at Chu Mo, hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Regarding your father..."

"I'll handle it myself!" Chu Mo declared.

"Very well." The elder felt a sense of pride as well. If it hadn't been for this piece of information, he believed nothing would have stopped Chu Mo from taking action against the Long Family that day. Although if a true battle had broken out, it wasn't necessarily the case that the Long Family would be afraid of Chu Mo. But the Long Family couldn't bear the casualties!

Nor did they want to!

There were already many examples laid out before them, they didn't want to repeat the same mistakes.

Was the Qin Family not strong enough? There was even a revived supreme being watching over them! What was the result? The family was destroyed, people died, and the supreme being vanished without a trace!

Some things don't need the process to be examined, just looking at the outcome is enough.

Chu Mo left the place, and the elder of the Long Family also led a vast number of cultivators from the Long Family back to their clan.

A catastrophic war that was on the brink of eruption thus dissipated into nothingness. Even many within the Long Family found this unbelievable.

Although there were many within the Pro-War Faction dissatisfied with this outcome, for the vast majority of people, the result couldn't have been better!

They finally resolved the feud with Chu Mo and the Chu Clan, which was already a significant victory. As for the matter of ceding those territories and benefits back to the Tong Family… such a trivial matter hardly counted for anything to the Long Family.

Chu Mo, in the following days, successively visited over a dozen families related to the Chu Clan lineage. At each family, he stayed for a few days, preaching and transmitting techniques. Although he had a large amount of top-grade Heavenly Crystal stones on him, he did not leave any with those families.

Giving a man a fish is not as good as teaching him how to fish. Chu Mo understood this principle, and so did those families.

Being able to receive the techniques Chu Mo transferred was already incredibly uplifting news for those families. They were all filled with great excitement.

During this process, Chu Mo also found several cultivators from the Qin Family who were in hiding, and he showed no mercy, directly killing them without even bothering to ask any additional questions.

Two months quickly passed, and as Chu Mo was on his way visiting families related to the Chu Clan, he entered an unfamiliar region one day and stopped his visits.

Then, Chu Mo concealed all his aura and headed towards a rather ancient city.

This city was called the Ninth City.

It was said to be the ninth great city that appeared in the Heavenly Realm after the Flame Yellow realm was shattered following the ancient wars between gods.

The Ninth City was well-known, but in reality, it had long become a city of mortals.

Within a million miles of this city, spirit energy was relatively scarce, and it could not retain cultivators. Therefore, even though the Ninth City had a glorious and illustrious past, no powerful cultivators were interested in it today.

Not even families wanted to encompass this city within their territories.

Under such circumstances, Chu Mo came to this city.

As soon as he entered, a familiar sensation rushed over him. The various cries of street vendors and the bustling noise of carriages and horses gave Chu Mo a strong sense of intimacy. It felt as if he had returned to his days in the Mortal Realm.

"Sugar-coated haws, big and sweet sugar-coated haws! If they're not sweet, they're free!"

"Steamed buns, fresh out of the steamer, hot meat-filled buns with a generous filling and thin skin, guaranteed to make you want another after eating one!"

"The most authentic Xu's Candy Store sweets, a 500-year-old shop, a guarantee of reputation!"

"Selling magic herbs, one that can extend your life expectancy by twenty years, for only ten thousand taels of gold! Miss this village, and there won't be such a shop beyond!"

The cries of the street vendors ebbed and flowed, each one unique, almost like a song.

Chu Mo walked down the street, a smile unconsciously appearing on his face.

He stopped in front of a sugar-coated haw vendor and asked with a smile, "How much for a skewer?"

The haw vendor replied enthusiastically, "Ten copper coins a skewer, guaranteed to be refreshingly sweet and sour!"

Chu Mo paused for a moment, then searched through his storage ring, finally finding a piece of gold. He took it out and pinched off a small piece, handing it to the vendor: "Is this enough?"

The vendor's eyes nearly popped out of his head, and his mouth twitched with an expression of awe as he nodded repeatedly: "Enough… It's more than enough. Even if you came to eat every day, it would be enough!"

Casually giving out a piece of gold and pinching off a piece with such ease, this person must be a cultivator!

How many years had it been since a powerful cultivator had been seen in the Ninth City? Even the City Lord was merely a Primordial Infant stage cultivator.

In the Heavenly Realm, where spirit energy abounded, the Ninth City was genuinely an odd place.

Chu Mo accepted the skewer of sugar-coated haws and casually walked on.

In such a slightly dilapidated ancient city, his divine sense could cover the entire city with ease! But he neither wanted to do so, nor was it appropriate.

Because he was here to find his father!

Using divine sense to scan would be an utter disrespect to others. Not to mention, that person was his father.

The senior from the Long Family only told Chu Mo that several years ago, when he passed through the Ninth City, he had seen Old Master Chu once but did not dare to acknowledge him. At that time, Old Master Chu looked like a beggar, holding a bottle of wine, drunk and disheveled, emitting not the slightest aura.

Had it not been for the senior from the Long Family having had some encounters with Chu Tianji several years prior, he wouldn't have dared to believe that the drunkard could be the eldest son of a family that once shone for ten thousand ages.

Initially, Chu Mo did not believe it because, in his memory, his father was a young supreme with a commanding presence! How could he have become a beggar-like drunkard? Chu Mo found it hard to accept this.

In the isolated years of the Yanhuang domain, Chu Tianji defied the heavens and achieved his path to cultivation!

Even with his mother's help, this still spoke volumes about Chu Tianji's talent. How could such a person fall?

But the senior from the Long Family swore by his primordial spirit, leaving Chu Mo no choice but to believe.

Walking down the street with the skewer of sugar-coated haws in hand, Chu Mo did not eat it. Purchasing them was simply a matter of sentiment, not that he wanted to eat.

Suddenly, Chu Mo's divine sense twitched slightly, and then he emotionlessly grabbed a small hand that was reaching toward his pocket. He said flatly, "My money is all in my storage ring, there's nothing in my pocket. If you don't have even this bit of visual acuity, don't try to be a thief."

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