Chapter 63 - Chapter 63: Chapter 43: The Legacy of Emperor Gaozu?

Chapter 63: Chapter 43: The Legacy of Emperor Gaozu?

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‘So, what is this thing that affects Brother Sun’s Qi Luck? Immortal blessing?

Possessing a treasure? Or having a weak fate?’

As an avid reader of novels, Lu Yuan came up with several possibilities in a brief moment.

However, there were too many possibilities, and he could not be sure which one it was in such a short time.

For now, he could only experiment slowly.

After a thought, Lu Yuan asked, “Brother Sun, I wonder if there is anyone in your family who has sought immortality or any other great figures?

Previously, Sun Siwen had mentioned that the voice in his dream gave him a sense of intimacy, as if they were connected by blood.

Considering that after the changes in Sun Siwen’s body, he had always experienced good fortune and nothing bad had happened, it was not difficult to imagine that the voice that caused these changes was likely to be closely related to Sun Siwen.

And this connection was mostly related to bloodline.

An ancestor of Sun Shusheng had practiced immortality.

Or someone in his ancestry left this special ability to change fate under some specific circumstances. And somehow, it became activated by Sun Siwen unwittingly.

Among all the guesses, this one seemed to have the highest possibility for Lu

Yuan.

“Seeking immortality?”

Sun Siwen hesitated, not understanding why they were suddenly discussing such an elusive matter related to seeking immortality while they were originally talking about the imperial examination and dreams.

However, they were good friends, and since Lu Yuan had asked, Sun Siwen saw no reason to hide anything. Frowning, he recalled for a while and finally answered, “When I was young, I heard my father mention that my great-grandfather loved to travel to famous mountains and rivers, seeking immortality everywhere-

However, he never found what he was looking for during his ten years of searching.

Later, when he was approaching middle age, he returned home, got married, and had children. But only a few years after my grand -grandfather was born, my great-grandfather abandoned his family property to continue his search for immortality.

This time, he never came back.

Fortunately, my grand-grandfather was intelligent and outstanding since his childhood, excelling in literary skills. Later, he received the scholar’s degree at the age of twelve, became a juren at sixteen, and a jinshi at twenty. After that, he became an official and finally achieved the position of a county magistrate, only to be framed by a traitor, dying in sorrow and returning to his hometown.

By the time of my grandfather, although he was not as outstanding as my grand -grandfather, he also passed the imperial examination and became a juren, eventually rising to the position of a prefect.

Lastly, there was my father. Despite studying all his life, he could only achieve the scholar’s degree in the end.

And then there is me.

As for the people Brother Lu asked about who sought immortality or were great figures, after contemplation, I think it’s just my great-grandfather and grand – grandfather. ”

By the end of his account, Sun Siwen’s voice was somber, and his expression was somewhat ashamed and desolate.

It was no wonder.

His grand-grandfather had become a county magistrate, and his grandfather had become a prefect. His family used to be quite prestigious. However, he and his father’s generation stopped at being scholars, not even achieving the title of juren.

What’s worse, the once-prosperous family had fallen into nothing under his father’s and his own management, and he even had to sell his ancestral property to make a living.

If it hadn’t been for the scholar’s degree that he had finally achieved, giving him some sense of accomplishment, Sun Siwen might have died of shame, unable to speak about his ancestors.

Unknowingly, Sun Shusheng sank into the memories of the past.

When his grandfather was alive, his family was not like this.

As Sun Siwen ruminated, Lu Yuan was overwhelmed with excitement on the other side after hearing his story.

‘There’s no mistake, this is it.’

This pattern of seeking immortality and achieving fortune for the offspring was all too familiar to Lu Yuan.

Whether it was in novels or mythological stories, there were countless tales of immortals seeking immortality and then blessing their descendants with fortune.

Now that Sun Siwen had experienced these turn of events, everything could be explained.

How could his ancestor, who had achieved immortality, let his descendants live in such a dismal state?

It was only reasonable for him to step in and help his descendants change their fortune.

‘But what I still don’t know is whether the helper in question is Brother Sun’s great-grandfather, who is still alive, or if he left something behind to protect his descendants. These two possibilities need to be figured out,’ thought Lu

Yuan.

With the prospect of the Dao of immortals right before him, he couldn’t help but be eager.

Who would want to suffer the hardships of martial training if they could practice immortality?

Entering the heavens, traveling across the seas, and being carefree in the world—doesn’t that sound appealing?

However, whether he could seize this opportunity or not, and if this opportunity would involve any risks, all needed to be carefully considered and explored step by step.

Although Lu Yuan was eager to become immortal instantly,

He knew that there was no free lunch in the world.

Sun Siwen could change his fortune because he was the descendant of that immortal seeker, naturally receiving care because of their blood connection.

But Lu Yuan had no blood relation to him. Just being good friends with Sun Siwen wasn’t a good enough reason for Lu Yuan to expect an immortal-like destiny.

Therefore, he needed to stay calm and test the waters.

He had to figure out whether Brother Sun’s great-grandfather was still alive or not.

With this thought in mind, the idea took root in Lu Yuan’s mind, spreading rapidly and refusing to go away.

After a thought, he laughed, “Perhaps the change of fortune Brother Sun is experiencing today has something to do with his great-grandfather. Your great-grandfather went to seek the Dao, didn’t he? Maybe he achieved immortality and wanted to benefit his descendants.

Brother Sun, you also said that the voice in your dream feels like a family member, very close and intimate.

Perhaps it really was a family member, but one from Brother Sun’s ancestry?”

In case of any unforeseen circumstances, Lu Yuan did not dare to directly inquire and investigate, so he could only beat around the bush and probe slowly.

Hearing this, Sun Siwen hesitated. Unexpectedly, he didn’t simply dismiss it as “superstition and nonsense” as usual. Instead, he thought about it seriously and nodded, “Maybe it is just as Brother Lu said, this is the blessing of my ancestor. ”

After he finished, he smiled, “Regardless of whether it is the blessing of my ancestor or not, talking about my worries with Brother Lu today has made me feel much better. My original worries have mostly dissipated.

If I were really blessed by my ancestor for this imperial examination, I would not have to worry about those bandits. It would be reasonable for me to rank among the scholars.

Now that I think about it, I feel much more confident.” Sun Siwen laughed heartily in the end.

The sorrow from before was gone in an instant.

Lu Yuan also laughed, but there was a different meaning behind his laughter.

‘Indeed, just as Brother Sun said. If he truly has the blessing of his ancestor, then the Black Wind Gang and the imperial examination will not be a threat at all.

Now, it’s time to see whether Brother Sun can safely reach the county town, and whether he can become a successful juren in the end.

If he can do both, then it can be confirmed that there is indeed a great secret in him, and that he has received the blessing of the immortals.

If not, then it can be chalked up to the wild dreams of a scholar about to take the exam, and it’s all in vain.

Which is it, Brother Sun?’

Looking at Sun Siwen, Lu Yuan’s eyes were deep..