Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now!-Chapter 962 - 284: The First in 800 Years

Afterward, from the cave where the ancestor was in seclusion, a surge of power swept out!

Cloud Zhao was holding a torch to burn the mountain when suddenly a gust of cold wind swept through, and a torrential rain abruptly fell in the valley!

The fires he had lit were quickly extinguished in the torrential rain, practically in an instant.

Before Cloud Zhao could react, that surge of power had already whisked him away, fiercely flinging him back into the hut where he lived.

Cloud Zhao was thrown into complete disarray, his mind a blur, when he saw a translucent phantom wavering before him, pointing and cursing at him:

"You ungrateful brat, I saved you with kindness, yet you dare to disrespect your ancestor!"

This voice was unmistakably the ancestor!

Cloud Zhao didn’t know where he got the strength from, but he struggled up from the ground and shouted, "What kindness of saving me! You’ve kept me grounded on this barren hill for thirty years! Thirty years!"

"I’m saving your life, you unappreciative brat!"

"You didn’t tell me!" Cloud Zhao sat up from the ground, having already given up all hope!

He had cursed, set fires, and now he was utterly resigned!

Begging for mercy now would be too late.

Cloud Zhao pointed at the phantom and shouted furiously: "You keep saying you saved my life?

How is this saving my life?

Keeping me here for thirty years, ignoring me! Have you even said a single sincere word to me?

Come on, explain it clearly, how have you saved my life!"

The ancestor was silent for a moment before slowly saying, "I have seen your fate; you are destined to have a calamity. That day, I saw your fortune was in danger, remembering you are a descendant from the same tribe, feeling sympathy, I ordered for you to stay with me in the back mountains.

The place of my seclusion has a mysterious array that can block the secrets of heaven, masking your fortune, allowing you to avoid your destined calamity!

Young one, if it weren’t for your ancestor, would you have survived until today!

You would have perished long ago!"

Cloud Zhao was stunned.

He didn’t doubt the ancestor would deceive him—for better or worse, he was the tribe’s venerable ancestor, with immense divine techniques.

But...

"You didn’t tell me!!" Cloud Zhao frantically tore at his hair: "You could have said something! You could have told me!

You kept me here for thirty years, ignoring and letting me fend for myself on the mountain!

What’s this about calamities in my fate, blocking heavenly secrets, and saving my life... You could have told me!

You could have informed me!

If only you had spoken to me, I wouldn’t have been left here inexplicably trapped, confused and desperate!

If only you had spoken to me, knowing I’m avoiding calamities here would have helped me center my mental realm and understand much!

If only you had spoken to me, I could have prepared, practically find things to do!

You..."

The ancestor somewhat helplessly replied: "It’s just a mere few decades, so what’s unbearable?

Seclusion and meditation, close your eyes and open them, years pass quickly!

Thirty years, it’s just a few sleeps."

The ancestor’s tone had a hint of indifference.

But this remark, this tone, completely enraged Cloud Zhao!

"How long has it been since you’ve conversed with anyone?

Or has your brain gone crazy in seclusion? Gone stupid? Unbalanced?!"

Cloud Zhao suddenly leaped up from the ground, without a hint of warning, and shouted aloud.

"Seclusion, closing eyes and opening them, years pass quickly??

Thirty years is just a few sleeps?

Have you gone mad!!!

When you left me on the mountain, I was!!! Four!!! Years!!! Old!!!

Four years old!!

Four years old!!

You lunatic, do you even comprehend what four years old means!!

Four years old, I was still a child!! How would I possibly know about seclusion, meditation, or practicing!?

No!! I didn’t even know what seclusion and meditation meant!!!

Four years old!!

Four years old!!

Roaring, Cloud Zhao pointed at the ancestor’s phantom, shouting in fury: "Did you know how to go into seclusion when you were four!? What were you doing at four?!!!"

The ancestor’s phantom suddenly fell silent.

He stopped making any sound, just quietly standing there, standing in front of Cloud Zhao.

However, Cloud Zhao seemed to feel that at this moment, the ancestor’s phantom exuded a guilty demeanor.

Cloud Zhao concluded — this ancestor indeed had his brain shut down during the lengthy years of seclusion!!

After a long while, the ancestor’s phantom quietly spoke: "Uh... back then, you were only four years old?"

"What do you think!!"

"But... even at four, you should have awakened your talent divine techniques, with divine techniques, you can sense Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, survive and cultivate, your days shouldn’t be unbearable in the valley."

Hearing this, Cloud Zhao laughed bitterly in anger.

"My father awakened his talent divine techniques at eleven! My grandfather, considered the most gifted in five generations, awakened at nine!"

Cloud Zhao said pointing at his own nose: "Why would you think I awakened at four?!"

"Uh... didn’t you awaken? But as your ancestor... I awakened my talent divine techniques at sixteen months old."

"........."

You’re incredible! You’re outstanding!

Cloud Zhao’s fingers trembled in anger.

However, the ancestor was still an ancestor, once he understood the reasoning, he sighed: "I neglected a crucial part, causing you some hardships."

Some hardships?

Cloud Zhao rolled his eyes.

But the ancestor seemed admittedly guilty, which made Cloud Zhao a bit bewildered.

At that time, however, Cloud Zhao, who had lived in the mountains for thirty years, obviously didn’t understand much. It wasn’t until he left the mountain later that he understood why the ancestor felt guilty.