Even for a half-step Grandmaster.
Suddenly facing the stone statue he had just seen appearing before him, Zuo Wenshan couldn't help but jump in fright.
Seeing the stone statue walking towards him, he backed away and asked, "Are you… are you human or ghost?"
"Do you guess if I am human or ghost?"
Chu Fan's lips did not move, but his voice clearly echoed in the cave.
A demon god was not necessarily always high and mighty; sometimes, it could be a child.
Seeing that Zuo Wenshan was quite frightened, he decided to play the ghost and scare him a little, just to adjust his mood.
"You… you…"
Zuo Wenshan retreated repeatedly, completely forgetting that he was a half-step Grandmaster, and was so useless.
The main reason was that he had just subdued the Sect Master's daughter and the Second Elder's grandson, and he felt a bit guilty, like a thief.
Chu Fan stood at the exit. Seeing Zuo Wenshan's pale face, he was about to continue scaring him when a patch of accumulated dust on his face suddenly slid off.
"Damn it!"
The sudden change made even Chu Fan pause.
As the dust fell, his face was naturally revealed.
Zuo Wenshan, who had been flustered, saw the skin and immediately realized that the stone statue before him was not a ghost but a person.
"Playing the ghost, seeking death!"
Anger surged in Zuo Wenshan's heart, and he channeled his power, rushing towards Chu Fan.
*Bang…*
Before his fist could even touch Chu Fan's clothes, he was struck by an invisible force and slammed heavily against the stone wall.
Zuo Wenshan, his body churning, struggled to get up. With a look of terror, he asked Chu Fan, "Who… who exactly are you?"
He truly couldn't understand where this person came from.
This place was the territory of the Mu Nan Sect.
With such formidable strength, it was unlikely that the Mu Nan Sect would not have discovered him if he appeared here.
"Who am I?"
"I am your ancestor!"
Chu Fan said this casually, but to Zuo Wenshan, it caused his mind to churn. His eyes fixed on Chu Fan, trying to determine if he was indeed the ancestor of the Mu Nan Sect.
Within the Mu Nan Sect, it had always been rumored that the ancestor had not yet perished and was in seclusion somewhere, cultivating.
When he had attacked Chu Fan earlier, his clothes hadn't even been touched before he was sent flying by a powerful force, making Zuo Wenshan realize Chu Fan's might.
Coupled with the fact that this was an active volcano, a place not easily inhabited by ordinary people.
Judging by Chu Fan's appearance, he had clearly been here for a long time.
With all these reasons combined, Zuo Wenshan subconsciously linked Chu Fan to the Mu Nan Sect's missing ancestor.
Opposite him, Chu Fan also noticed the change in Zuo Wenshan's expression.
Surprised, he unleashed his aura.
*Plop…*
The powerful aura, like a descending mountain, instantly pressed down on Zuo Wenshan, causing him to kneel on the ground.
Too powerful.
Only the long-lost ancestor could be so formidable, right?
Zuo Wenshan completely regarded Chu Fan as the ancestor of the Mu Nan Sect and quickly prostrated himself on the ground, saying respectfully, "Zuo Wenshan, the third-generation disciple of the Mu Nan Sect, greets the ancestor!"
"Ancestor, my grandfather is Zuo Haitang, you should remember him, right?"
Chu Fan feigned hesitation, then grunted. He withdrew the oppressive force on Zuo Wenshan and said calmly, "Haitang's grandson is already this old. How long have I been in slumber?"
Zuo Wenshan happily got up and said, "According to records, you disappeared a hundred years ago, ancestor!"
Chu Fan nodded. Although he already knew what had happened, if he was going to act, he had to go all the way.
He asked in a hoarse voice, "What is this? Who are these two people?"
Seeing Chu Fan inquire about the two people on the ground, Zuo Wenshan became anxious.
He had never expected the long-lost ancestor to appear suddenly. If the ancestor found out that his family was trying to seize control of the Mu Nan Sect, wouldn't he just swat him to death with a single palm?
After a moment's thought, Zuo Wenshan said, "The air here is poisonous. We came here to treasure hunt. These two have weak strength and could not withstand the poisonous air here, so they fainted."
"But please don't worry, ancestor, I have given them antidotes. They will recover soon!"
Chu Fan nodded.
*Patter…*
The little dust that remained on his face suddenly fell off by half, revealing most of Chu Fan's face.
Zuo Wenshan frowned slightly upon seeing it.
In his mind, an ancestor who had lived for a hundred years should have been very old, or at least around fifty years old.
"What is it?"
Knowing what Zuo Wenshan was thinking, Chu Fan still asked.
"Ancestor, why… why are you so young?"
Zuo Wenshan, who had been completely convinced of Chu Fan's identity as the ancestor of the Mu Nan Sect, now began to doubt if he had made a mistake.
"Can't I be young?"
"If I weren't young, I would have turned into dry bones long ago!"
"Cultivating to a certain realm, don't you know about regaining youth?"
As soon as he said this, Zuo Wenshan's doubts were immediately dispelled, because Chu Fan's tangible strength was undeniable.
And when one cultivated to a certain extent, anything could happen.
Zuo Wenshan fell into a state of self-consolation and self-brainwashing. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Chu Fan was indeed the ancestor of the Mu Nan Sect.
The ancestor's sudden disappearance and seclusion was precisely to break through the shackles and forge a different path in life.
If his strength had not broken through, he would have died long ago. How could he still be standing here alive?
Only by improving his realm and breaking through in strength could he regain his youth and survive until now.
Thinking about his grandfather and the others' plans, if the ancestor found out, he would surely be punished.
Zuo Wenshan quickly said, "Ancestor, please wait here for a moment. I will return to the sect to inform my grandfather and the others to come and meet you!"
Knowing that the young man was preparing to report back, Chu Fan did not refuse and nodded, saying, "Go ahead!"
Upon receiving permission, Zuo Wenshan immediately prepared to leave with Huai Shan and the other.
"What are you doing?"
"You go cultivate. Let them stay here!"
Zuo Wenshan was helpless. Under Chu Fan's coercion, he had to compromise and quickly got up to leave.
Hurry, hurry…
At that moment, Zuo Wenshan wished he could grow a pair of wings and rush back as quickly as possible.
Inside the cave, Chu Fan's body trembled, shaking off the dust on him.
As he brushed his sleeves, he thought, it was a good thing only the dust on his face had fallen. If the dust on his body had fallen, he wouldn't have been able to continue his disguise.
Would the long-lost ancestor be wearing modern clothes?
Knowing that the Grand Elder Zuo Haitang would arrive soon, Chu Fan immediately began to help Huai Shan and the other to expel the toxins from their bodies.
Soon, the two of them woke up.
"You… who are you?"
Li Yitong retreated in fright.
Seeing Huai Shan staring at him curiously, Chu Fan said with a smile, "What, we haven't seen each other for that long, and you don't remember me?"
When Chu Fan last visited the Mu Nan Sect, Huai Shan had followed the Second Elder. Chu Fan did remember him.
"It's you!"
Huai Shan, realizing who it was, exclaimed excitedly.