Chapter 327: Holy Sh*t, the Ancestor Is Unbelievable!

Chapter 327: Holy Sh*t, the Ancestor Is Unbelievable!

"Everyone, stop!"

At this moment, Li Yelan, the head of the Li family, also shouted to stop the clansmen.

She had just used a magical tool on her body to scan, and indeed found no corpse energy, no ghostly aura, and no demonic presence on the granduncle's body. On the contrary, it emanated a very powerful fluctuation of magical power.

Hearing the head speak, everyone put away their magical tools.

Seeing this, George leapt out of the coffin in one jump, quickly thinking of a reason to explain this phenomenon of dying and coming back to life.

Fortunately, he quickly found a barely acceptable excuse from Li Xuan's memories.

"Granduncle, what on earth is going on?"

Li Yelan stepped forward, her face full of confusion as she questioned George.

Her granduncle had lived for 98 years. Although he had studied Daoist techniques, his cultivation was not high. He had long since reached the point of exhaustion, and over the past two years, he couldn't even get out of bed, lying there constantly.

Seven days ago, he finally drew his last breath. She was present at the time and could confirm that the granduncle had truly passed away.

But now, not only had he come back to life inside the coffin, that jump just now clearly showed that his body had greatly improved.

Although his hair was still white, a closer look revealed a rosy complexion, and there were hardly any wrinkles on his face.

It was simply too strange.

Upon hearing Li Yelan's question, all the other clan members perked up their ears. Of course, they were also curious how the old ancestor had suddenly come back to life.

The direct and collateral descendants of the Li family numbered more than 300, not counting those outside the family managing the modern businesses. Many of them had no talent for cultivation and had long since married and had children.

So within the clan, seniority often varied greatly. This was common in many large families.

Take Li Xiaolang, for instance—a direct descendant—who, by seniority, already had adults of the grandchild generation.

To many in the family, 98-year-old Li Xuan was truly a living ancestor.

Aside from Li Yelan, who still addressed him as "Granduncle," everyone else respectfully called him "Old Ancestor."

"Ahem, to be honest, I didn't expect it either."

George appeared sentimental:

"Originally, I thought I was going to die.

But as I took my last breath, I couldn't help but reflect on my life, remembering the Daoist techniques I studied for most of my lifetime, the countless Daoist scriptures I had read, and suddenly I felt a realization.

In that moment, I felt as if I had merged with nature, and my heart was filled with insight. The next thing I knew, I had awakened in the coffin."

"Could it be... enlightenment?!"

Upon hearing George's explanation, all the older clan members, including Li Yelan, widened their eyes in disbelief.

The younger ones looked at each other, not understanding what "enlightenment" meant.

As recorded in various Daoist texts, when one's cultivation reaches a certain level, it's possible to achieve unity with heaven and comprehend the Dao.

Those who attain enlightenment not only greatly improve their magical powers, but their lifespans are also vastly extended—living for 300 or 400 years is not impossible.

However, such things have always been regarded as legends—no one was ever truly known to have reached such a state, especially in modern times.

Well... not entirely no one.

According to clan records, the world's strongest magician, Clow Reed, who inherited half the bloodline of the Li family, seemed to have reached such a state. But that was only rumor; he himself never admitted it.

If enlightenment was the explanation, then resurrection would make sense.

But the Old Ancestor had limited talent and weak magical power. For him to attain enlightenment still felt a bit unbelievable.

Then again, thinking carefully, the realm of enlightenment doesn't seem strictly tied to magical power. What matters more is the state of mind.

The Old Ancestor lived 98 years, could recite every Daoist text in the clan from memory, and had studied all the techniques.

He never married or had children, devoting all his energy to the pursuit of the Dao.

With such dedication, it's not entirely impossible he attained enlightenment.

"Granduncle, did you really attain enlightenment?"

Li Yelan couldn't help but swallow nervously and stepped forward to confirm.

For a family, this was no small matter.

A cultivator who attains enlightenment, no matter how weak they were before, would become a top-tier master.

There were even historical legends of ordinary scholars who, after reading through scriptures, attained enlightenment and became immortals overnight.

Though exaggerated, it wasn't entirely impossible. Becoming an immortal may be a stretch, but becoming a great Daoist master was certain.

The Li family had always been a Daoist powerhouse, though it had fallen on hard times recently. Among the youngest generation, only Li Xiaolang had cultivation talent.

Fortunately, Li Xiaolang's talent was exceptional, already surpassing many adult clan members at a young age.

But Li Xiaolang still needed time to grow.

If the Old Ancestor truly attained enlightenment and his power increased significantly, then aside from her, the Li family would gain another powerful guardian, no longer needing to worry about external threats.

Back when Clow Reed shocked the world, crushing both Eastern and Western magicians, he became recognized as the world's most powerful magician—but he also made many enemies.

As a result, the Li family also drew a lot of hostility.

While Clow Reed was alive, those people didn't dare act. But once he died, things changed.

Western magicians in particular knew Clow Reed's strength came from fusing Eastern and Western magic—especially the Daoist arts of the Li family.

So they had always coveted the Li family's Daoist arts, wanting to steal them and become the next Clow Reed.

Over the years, they had dealt with many magicians who secretly tried to infiltrate the Li family estate.

"It should be," George nodded. "I really do feel my magical power has improved significantly, and I've gained much insight into the Dao."

He then stepped out into the courtyard outside the mourning hall.

With a wave of his hand, he shouted to the sky:

"Summon of the Thunder Emperor—Heavenly Thunder Rolls!"

In an instant, dark clouds covered the whole of Hong Kong, countless lightning bolts rolling within the clouds, seemingly ready to strike at any moment. It was terrifying.

"Hiss!"

Li Yelan and all the Li clan members gasped as they watched George summon thunder that blanketed all of Hong Kong. They all drew in a breath of cold air, their hearts ringing with the same thought.

"Holy sh*t, the Old Ancestor is unbelievable!"

At this moment, they fully believed that the Old Ancestor had truly attained enlightenment.

Otherwise, how could his power have grown to such a terrifying level? A casual thunder spell, and it was already this frightening.

"Looks like I've fooled them."

George glanced at the dumbfounded crowd, then waved again to disperse the dark clouds.

Though he had inherited Li Xuan's meager magical power and all his Daoist knowledge, he couldn't instantly cast this world's Daoist spells. He still needed time to absorb and adapt.

In truth, what he had just cast was the Ancient Thunderstorm Spell from the Harry Potter world.

(End of Chapter)