478 - Rebirth of a Star: Another Day, Another Drama

### Chapter 478: The Formation Within the Valley "You... could you be my... ancestor?" Di Lianyun was still in disbelief. The young girl before him didn't appear to have lived for thousands of years, and after all, she was Uncle Baili's daughter, who was of the same generation as his father. Surely, that would make her a peer of his own. Ye Linglong smiled warmly, affectionately calling Di Lianyun her grandson with a look that could not have been more loving. Di Lianyun was utterly taken aback. The other members of the Di family couldn't restrain their laughter, trying their best to hold it in as they maintained a facade of seriousness. Meanwhile, Feng Li and Long Shuo watched proceedings with gleeful anticipation. "But... but you're from the Baili family, how can you possibly be an elder of the Di family?" Di Lianyun's doubts lingered. Ye Linglong raised her eyebrows and, with a flick of her wrist, twirled her sword Qianjun in the air. "Do you recognize this sword?" Curious, Di Lianyun looked closely at the sword in Ye Linglong's hand. Although he'd seen it before, it was now that its significance became clear. It was Ye Linglong's weapon, with a rather understated appearance. Yet from its sturdiness, it was undeniably a treasured sword, likely of a high grade. Upon closer inspection, Di Lianyun found the sword looking rather familiar. His expression grew solemn, his eyes filled with disbelief even greater than when he realized the one he admired could be his ancestor. "That's... that's Qianjun!" The artifact Qianjun! Di Lianyun trembled. After the fall of Di Changling in the lower realm, his life-bound sword, Qianjun, had vanished. Despite the Di family sending people to search before the lower realm was sealed, all efforts ended in vain. Yet now, Qianjun was in Ye Linglong's hands. "How do you have Qianjun? Wasn't it..." Halfway through his sentence, Di Lianyun's words came to an abrupt halt, as if a realization hit him. "You... you ascended from the lower realm!" "So you are..." Di Lianyun contemplated a possibility. Ye Linglong nodded. "Di Changling was my master." "And the patriarch...?" Di Lianyun's excitement grew, hope bubbling within him. Ye Linglong shook her head, understanding what he wanted to say. "My master truly perished long ago. Becoming his disciple was a fortuitous accident." With that, the light in Di Lianyun's eyes dimmed. After all, the life token left by the patriarch in the Di family had long since shattered, and the implications of a shattered life token were clear to all. "Much happened back then; you can hear the details from Qianjun," she continued. As her words ended, Qianjun's figure manifested. The resemblance to Di Lianyun was uncanny, leading the other Di family members to cast suspicious glances. Surely this wasn't an illegitimate son of the young master? A pint-sized version of their leader! Qianjun and Di Lianyun indeed had much to discuss, tracing events back to over ten thousand years prior. The Di family remained in the dark, believing Di Changling had died at the hands of the demon tribe, harboring deep hatred for them as a result. Yet the real perpetrator was now revered as a benefactor to the Di family—a cruel irony. Ye Linglong knew the details, so she gave them space and took a stroll around the mountain valley. The valley entrance was small, almost immediately taken in at a glance, and offered nothing unusual. After circling once, the only remnants Ye Linglong found were signs of a previous skirmish, likely evidence of her father's confrontation against the Fu family. Her curiosity now directed towards the depths of the valley, Ye Linglong felt a sense of incongruity. She had noticed something peculiar even before Di Lianyun and the others arrived, but had been interrupted before she could investigate further. Now that she had time, the strange feeling grew stronger. What was it that seemed so off? With that thought in mind, Ye Linglong's steps naturally led her towards the valley's depths. Feng Li and Long Shuo, leaning idly against the stone wall, paid no mind as Ye Linglong ventured deeper. Long Shuo's current cultivation level was more than adequate to protect her. As she progressed, the surrounding scenery remained unchanged, almost like a replica over and over again. Focusing her energy, Ye Linglong activated her Formation Eye, allowing her to see the hidden patterns. Gradually, her perception changed—the surface of the space before her rippling briefly. She could now see the hidden, active formation beneath. "This valley conceals a formation!" Ye Linglong whispered in surprise. Thanks to the inherent advantage of her Formation Eye, her comprehension of the law of formations came unusually easily. Almost like second nature, she found her footing. Perhaps it was an innate talent of the Baili family, as most from her lineage entered the imperial realm through formations. Ye Linglong's murmured surprise caught the attention of both Long Shuo and Feng Li. Di Lianyun and Qianjun had finished their conversation, with Di Lianyun now aware of the entire sequence of events. His expression was dark, clearly having realized something, many of his doubts now resolved. Seeing some commotion over on Ye Linglong's end, they all approached. "What happened?" Long Shuo asked as he reached the scene. Ye Linglong gazed at the void ahead and explained, "There's a formation here, hiding the entire interior of the valley. An illusionary formation has also been placed outside to confuse others." "A formation?" Long Shuo stared at the void, baffled, lacking any talent for recognizing formations, seeing nothing at all. Di Lianyun approached, his face betraying embarrassment. Unsure of what to call her, given his earlier affections were now redirected to an ancestor, he hesitated. Finally, he closed his eyes and said, "Ancestor!" Ye Linglong glanced at him, her smile bright and eyes curved in amusement, responding cheerily with an "Hmm!" "Pfft!" Long Shuo and Feng Li burst into laughter, their restraint giving way to this absurdity of a grown man calling a youthful girl "ancestor." Their laughter was infectious, even members of the Di family struggled to hold it in, though their faces twisted with the effort not to laugh out loud. Di Lianyun turned to them, voice deep, "What’s so funny? What do you all address her as?" Expressions stiffening, they called in unison to Ye Linglong, "Ancestor!" Ye Linglong: "..." Suddenly gaining so many great-great-grandchildren was disconcerting. How taxing would it be to handle the holidays, with so many red envelopes to give? After the amusing scene, Ye Linglong refocused her attention on the formation ahead. The formation was quite intricate, yet strangely familiar to her. Through the power of her Formation Eye, she quickly identified its weakest point and let Long Shuo take center stage. For indeed, when it came to sheer destructive power, dragons were unrivaled. With a dragon's roar echoing, the space ahead fractured like a mirror, shattering completely. In the instant it shattered, a beast's roar reverberated, and a massive dark shadow lunged towards them.