The territory of the Treasure-Seeking Rat Clan was not too far from that of the Qilin Clan. About half a month later, they successfully reached the outskirts of the Qilin Clan.

Unlike the treasure-hunting rat clan, the Qilin clan has its own Qilin members responsible for guarding the outer perimeter.

Before they even got close, a voice called out from afar, "Halt! This is the territory of the Qilin Clan. Outsiders are forbidden from entering."

As the sound faded, two figures rushed in. In just a few breaths, two azure-blue Qilin stood before Shushu and his group.

They must have recognized millet leaves, because they were taken aback when they saw them.

However, before they could even greet each other, the two Qilins sensed a faint pull and, following their senses, met Shushu's bright eyes.

This is a unique treasure-hunting rat. For some reason, the two Qilin had this thought involuntarily flash through their minds the moment they saw the millet, which startled them.

They quickly averted their gazes, exchanged a glance, and then looked at Shu Ye again: "Greetings, Chief Shu. May I ask what brings you here?"

His tone was quite gentle, and he couldn't help but steal glances at Shushu while speaking.

Seeing this, the millet leaves knew that the millet must have noticed something.

First, he smiled and cupped his hands in response, saying, "Greetings, fellow Daoists." Then, he turned back and looked at Shushu with affection, saying, "Little one, please ask that senior to come out."

Shushu didn't speak, but nodded. He then used his divine sense to probe the space and poked Qile, who was hesitant to come out due to his longing for home, signaling that it was Qile's turn to appear.

Qile, however, still seemed somewhat hesitant, as if he wasn't mentally prepared, and ignored Shushu.

The sweet potato poked it several times, and it just moved forward a little, not letting the sweet potato poke it any further, showing no intention of showing itself.

Even when the sweet potato called to him, he ignored it completely, as if he hadn't heard it at all.

Having no other choice, Shushu simply stopped asking him and pulled him out of the space, even pushing him towards the two Qilin.

So when Qile finally realized what was happening and tried to protest to Shushu, he was met with two astonished Qilin faces and two excited shouts: "Ancestor!"

The sound was so loud that it made Qile's head buzz, and all his feelings of trepidation and hesitation vanished.

He rolled his eyes at the two Qilins speechlessly, then said irritably, "Why are you shouting so loudly? Are you trying to summon a soul?" After saying that, he realized that he was indeed a soul now, so he silently shut his mouth.

The two Qilins didn't notice its unease. They weren't angry when it roared at them, and their faces remained full of joy.

“Ancestor, you must be Ancestor Le. I’ve seen you in the family genealogy.”

"I've met you before, it really is you, that's wonderful."

"I heard that you were the most powerful in the clan back then, and you were invincible among your clansmen."

"I've heard about it too, Ancestor. How did you do it? Could you teach me sometime? I want to go and beat that shameless dragon on Dragon Island next door to a pulp."

"Ancestor, Ancestor, I wish I could too. Could you teach me sometime?"

"Many Qilin in the clan want to learn your movement techniques."

"Yes, everyone is looking forward to your return."

"Oh right, the ancestors are waiting too. Oh no, I forgot to tell them."

The two Qilins were visibly excited, and when they approached Qile, they made it seem like there were two hundred of them, their mouths never stopping.

As they talked, they rambled on and on, only to realize that they had forgotten to inform the clan. Feeling a little guilty, one of them immediately crushed the communication talisman in its hand.

In an instant, the communication talisman transformed into several streaks of light, traversing mountains and rivers, breaking through the barrier, and heading at the speed of light into the depths of the Qilin clan's territory behind them.

Soon after, several Qilin that had been sleeping in seclusion underground received the message, opened their eyes, and headed towards the gate.

Halfway there, they encountered the current clan leader, Qi Zhao, who was also in a hurry and looking anxious as he rushed out, along with a group of Qilin.

Without needing to be told, the elders each grabbed a few and continued rushing outwards.

A moment later, dozens of light blue streaks landed behind the two Qilin, making the originally spacious area feel crowded.

Without needing any prompting, they had already spotted the Qilin floating in mid-air.

Feeling the pull of their bloodline and seeing that familiar face, all the Qilin present, including the few big shots, were excited and shouted in unison, "Ancestor!"

The orderly and imposing sound resounded through the air, startling all the other birds and beasts outside the Qilin clan. The birds were startled and flew away, and the beasts were frightened and ran away quickly.

Meanwhile, the guys on the other side, Shushu and his team, were caught completely off guard and their ears were nearly deafened by the loud noise.

Helplessly rubbing his ears and going through them with his spiritual power again, he finally felt a little better, but he also silently made a mental note of something.

Those are the Qilin clan; they all have loud voices.

Especially when they're excited, their voices seem to pierce the sky and resound through the clouds.

Sure enough, Qile, who was directly facing the sound, was almost deafened.

After a long while, he felt his hearing return, and his expression was one of suspicion towards Qisheng.

However, its suspicion only lasted for a very short time.

Soon, it was dominated by a group of excited Qilin, who started asking it a barrage of questions. Their chatter was far more intense than the previous two.

In just a few words from one person, and in a short period of half an hour, they successfully turned its pair of bright, piercing eyes into mosquito coil eyes.

His facial expression changed from doubting Qisheng to looking utterly hopeless, and finally to numbly listening to everyone's ramblings.

It wasn't until more than half an hour later that the group of Qilin finally stopped, or more accurately, they stopped because they realized that Qile was not in a good condition.

Looking at the dazed and lifeless Qile, the group of Qilin exchanged glances, knowing their own handiwork. They looked at the sky and the earth, but dared not look at their ancestor's face.

For a moment, the entire place was quiet, so quiet you could hear a pin drop, and an awkward atmosphere spread throughout.

After a while, the same two Qilin from the beginning glanced at Shushu and his group, who had already retreated far away. Their eyes lit up and they had an idea: "Clan Chief, it was Clan Chief Shu and his group who brought the Ancestor back."

In an instant, all the attention of the audience turned to Shushu and the others. After hearing this, the group of Qilin's eyes lit up, and they rushed towards them excitedly.