Su Yuren was not foolish. Guangdong Ren helped him form his Core for several reasons. Firstly, Su Yuren knew the truth about his father's failed Core Formation and subsequent depressed death, though he never spoke of it. Guangdong Ren's assistance could be seen as an act of compensation for his father. Secondly, as the nephew of the Azure Lotus Immortals, and with his sister being a member of the Taiyi Immortal Sect, Guangdong Ren would have ensured his Core Formation, if only to save face.
Had he failed twice consecutively, the Wang family would have assisted him a third time. Fortunately, Su Yuren successfully advanced to the Core Formation stage on his second attempt.
Wang Changsheng gazed at Su Yuren, his heart filled with emotions. When he was a Heavenly Master in the mortal world, it was Wang Changxue who supplied him with cultivation resources. Now, Wang Changxue was no longer alive, and Su Bingbing was in the Taiyi Immortal Sect, whom he hadn't seen in a very long time.
"Yuren, you've endured much. Take these two magic treasures. Should you face any difficulties in the future, tell your uncle. Your parents are gone, but your uncle will take good care of you." Wang Changsheng gently patted Su Yuren's shoulder, then took out a green flying dagger and a blue shield, handing them to Su Yuren.
Su Yuren's expression became somewhat agitated. These were two magic treasures, not ordinary items. The Hundred Spirits Sect was not wealthy, and after Su Yuren entered the Core Formation stage, Guangdong Ren had only granted him one magic treasure. Wang Changsheng had immediately given him two; how could he not be thrilled?
"Thank you, Uncle." Wang Changsheng inquired about Su Yuren's daily cultivation routine. Su Yuren answered truthfully that he was currently working on Golden Lotus Island, primarily managing the Hundred Spirits Sect's business. It was a relatively relaxed position with considerable perks, and he was living comfortably.
"Qingqing, take good care of Yuren from now on. He's been looking after Azure Lotus Villa all these years."
Since the Wang family had not returned, Azure Lotus Villa had remained empty. The Hundred Spirits Sect had dispatched personnel to guard it, and Su Yuren had been stationed there for many years.
"Understood, Father." Wang Qingqing agreed; she had always taken good care of Su Yuren.
After a few more instructions, Wang Changsheng departed. He used the teleportation array to return to Azure Lotus Island.
After more than twenty years of development, the Wang family had grown increasingly powerful. Wang Mengfen, the family head, managed the family in a highly organized manner.
As he appeared on Azure Lotus Peak, he heard the melancholic sound of a zither. Its mournful notes evoked a sense of sadness.
Wang Changsheng sighed softly and walked up the mountain.
At the summit, within a green stone pavilion, Wang Ruyan was intently playing a musical piece, her expression slightly sorrowful.
The stone pavilion was situated in the center of a vast lake. The lake itself was teeming with countless green lotuses.
After a while, a cold glint flashed in Wang Ruyan's eyes. The zither's notes grew frantic, evoking the sensation of ten thousand soldiers clashing fiercely on a battlefield.
Wang Changsheng's vital energy surged, making him yearn for a grand battle.
The calm lake surface suddenly erupted, sending spray dozens of feet into the air. Strangely, not a single green lotus was harmed. However, numerous green carp floated to the surface, bellies up.
Thanks to their Heart-to-Heart Art, Wang Changsheng knew exactly what Wang Ruyan was thinking.
After all these years, she had never forgotten the revenge for the death of her son. She had raised Wang Qingzhi with her own hands; he was, after all, her own flesh and blood. Previously, she had been forced to suppress her feelings due to insufficient power. Now things were different. Debts were to be paid, and life for a life.
"My dear, rest assured! We will settle this score. I've arranged with Junior Sister Tian to oversee Azure Lotus Island. We will go to the Northern Frontier Immortal Cultivation World to track down the culprits. If the Nine Nether Sect is truly responsible, they will pay for it with their blood."
Wang Changsheng declared, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.
"Qingling and Qiuming have encountered bottlenecks in their cultivation; let's bring them along! They also wish to participate."
They had never forgotten the annihilation of their clan. Previously, their insufficient strength had forced them to endure.
Wang Changsheng nodded. They couldn't handle everything personally. Some matters could be entrusted to Wang Qingling and Wang Qiuming.
That night, as darkness deepened, Azure Lotus Pavilion was brightly lit.
Wang Changsheng, Wang Ruyan, Wang Qingqing, Wang Qingling, Wang Qiuming, Wang Mengfen, Wang Qingqi, Wang Qiuli, and Wang Tianmi—all nine of them—gathered in Azure Lotus Pavilion. Their expressions were solemn as they gazed at the rows of spirit tablets.
"Ancestors of the Wang clan, present above, your unworthy descendant Wang Changsheng bows before you. More than two hundred years ago, three of our clan's strongholds were attacked, and over half of our kin were killed or injured. I bear an undeniable responsibility for this. Today, I humbly ask our ancestors to bear witness. I, Wang Changsheng, hereby swear that I will extract the souls and refine the spirits of all those villains involved in this matter, tormenting them day and night, to bring solace to the souls of our deceased clan members in the heavens."
Wang Changsheng spoke solemnly, then knelt down. Wang Ruyan and the other eight followed suit.
They kowtowed heavily three times, the sound of their heads hitting the floor tiles echoing loudly.
Ye Haitang was still in seclusion cultivation; her cultivation level was not high. Wang Changsheng had not summoned her, allowing her to cultivate peacefully. It would not be too late to inform her once the truth was uncovered.
"Father, your child will undoubtedly hack those villains to pieces, to bring solace to your spirit in the heavens." Wang Qiuming's face was filled with murderous intent, his eyes gleaming with cold light.
Wang Qingzhi was a man of few words. However, whenever he returned from hunting demons, Wang Qingzhi would always give him good things, whether it was a magic tool or a bottle of pills.
Wang Qingzhi was not eloquent, but he expressed his love for his children through his actions.
"Ninth Brother, rest assured, we will not spare the murderers who killed you—not a single one. I will have Little White crush them into a pulp."
Wang Qingling's face was filled with a chilling aura. Several of her own descendants had also perished in the attack.
"Mengfen, Qingqing, the clan matters are now in your hands. Should you encounter any insurmountable problems, you may consult Martial Aunt Lin." The Martial Aunt Lin Wang Changsheng referred to was, of course, Immortal Purple Moon, who currently resided on Azure Lotus Peak.
The Dual-Pupil Rat had already fallen into a deep slumber, potentially advancing to the fourth tier. Wang Changsheng had placed it in the beast-taming chamber on Azure Lotus Peak. If it were to attempt a breakthrough to the fourth tier, Immortal Purple Moon could offer some assistance.
Wang Mengfen nodded earnestly. "Yes, Old Ancestor. Please be extra careful and do not overexert yourselves."
"Father, Mother, Tenth Sister, Qiuming, please take extra care. Prioritize your own safety above all else." Wang Qingqing cautioned them with a hint of worry, her face showing reluctance. If the clan didn't require supervision, she would have wanted to accompany them to the Northern Frontier Immortal Cultivation World. She had a strong bond with Wang Qingzhi, and also with the descendants of Wang Qingyang.
"Alright, we're off. Do not reveal our whereabouts." Wang Changsheng gave a few final instructions, then summoned a palm-sized black boat. The black boat instantly expanded in size, shimmering with dark light.
Once all four had boarded, the black flying boat emitted billows of dark mist, enveloping them.
"Go!" With a low shout from Wang Changsheng, the black flying boat cut through the air and departed.
On Azure Lotus Peak, Immortal Purple Moon watched the departing black flying boat from afar. A hint of worry appeared in her beautiful eyes.
Soon after, the black flying boat vanished from sight. She sighed softly, then turned and returned to her room to cultivate.
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