Chapter 2093: Migration of the Tribe, Meng Bin Ascends

Taishang Immortal Gate, a secluded courtyard.

Wang Qingshan and Han Tianxuan were chatting in a stone pavilion. Han Tianxuan had already advanced to the God Transformation stage.

Sword Sage Xiaoyao had consumed a Longevity Fruit, extending his lifespan beyond Wang Qingjing's, but he too had passed away six months ago.

Han Tianxuan had advanced to the God Transformation stage a year ago, and Wang Qingjing had passed away a year ago.

"Junior Martial Brother Wang, I owe you a great debt this time. Without your help, I might have passed away like Senior Martial Uncle Ye," Han Tianxuan sighed. He mused that opportunities were elusive and profound; the cultivation world never lacked talented individuals, but their achievements were often limited by their environment. If he had possessed supplementary spiritual objects, Han Tianxuan would have reached the God Transformation stage much sooner. Many elders at the Taishang Immortal Gate had cultivation aptitudes no worse than his, but due to limited spiritual resources, they had not lived to see this day.

Wang Qingshan nodded and replied, "Without the Taishang Immortal Gate, I wouldn't be where I am today. This was simply my duty."

Sensing something, he took out a glimmering communication plate from his pocket. After inputting a spell, Wang Yingjie's joyful voice instantly rang out: "Ancestor Qingshan, we've re-established contact with the hidden clan members. Ancestor Qingling has passed away, and the family head is preparing to move Qinglian Island back to the surface. Please return to oversee this."

"Understood, I'll return immediately." Wang Qingshan put away the communication plate, his expression grim.

As cultivators of his generation passed away one after another, he now had to shoulder the heavy responsibility of protecting the family.

"Please don't hesitate to ask if you need anything. Our Taishang Immortal Gate has many people stationed in the South Sea," Han Tianxuan stated seriously.

Wang Qingshan nodded, then stood up and departed.

South Sea, a certain sea area.

The sea was calm and tranquil, with gentle breezes. A flock of white seagulls swiftly flew overhead.

Two streaks of escape light flew rapidly from a distance. Soon, they stopped, revealing the figures of Wang Qingshan and Wang Yingjie.

"Yingjie, go contact Meng Fen and tell him to activate the grand formation to move Qinglian Island back to the surface," Wang Qingshan instructed, his gaze firm.

Wang Yingjie acknowledged, then dove into the seabed.

Half an hour later, the sea water churned violently, sending up towering waves. A massive island suddenly surfaced, splashing foam. A powerful surge of air swept outwards, causing ripples across the waters.

Wang Mengfen and a group of elders flew out from the island, lining up and stating in unison, "Welcome, Ancestor Qingshan."

Wang Qingshan nodded and flew towards Qinglian Island, descending above the snow mountain.

After Wang Qingling passed away, she was buried here, and the Icewind Dragon had been guarding this spot ever since.

The snow mountain suddenly shook violently, and a white stone tablet emerged from the ground. It bore no text, but rather a clumsily carved humanoid figure with a small snake pattern beside it.

"Tenth Sister, Seventh Brother has returned late," Wang Qingshan murmured softly. He flew down in front of the stone tablet, took out a bundle of sandalwood incense, lit it, and placed it before the tablet, then bowed respectfully.

The Icewind Dragon emerged from underground, its eyes appearing listless.

"Tenth Sister liked you the most when she was alive. She often used her cultivation resources to feed you. I don't know what she told you, but I hope you won't disappoint her. Here are some thousand-year-old ice-attribute spiritual herbs; I hope they will be of help to you," Wang Qingshan said softly. With a flick of his sleeve, over a dozen jade boxes and cases flew out, landing on the ground.

The Icewind Dragon let out a loud roar, seemingly in response to Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan nodded, then transformed into a streak of green escape light and shot through the air.

He arrived at the deliberation hall, where Wang Mengfen and the others had been waiting for a long time.

Wang Mengfen took the lead in reporting on the family's situation. The soul lamps of Wang Changsheng, Wang Ruyan, Ye Haitang, and Wang Mengbin were all still lit, suggesting they were safe.

"Select ten thousand clan members across all cultivation stages, including brewers, artifact refiners, alchemists, talismans, and formation masters. The Ice Sea Realm doesn't have many high-level cultivators, so I plan to relocate half of our clan members there," Wang Qingshan instructed. The Wang family currently had over eighty thousand cultivators, which was their limit; more would be difficult to support. Wang Qingshan intended to move over forty thousand clan members to the Ice Sea Realm, ensuring that the Wang family had members in three different realms to prevent them from being wiped out entirely and to increase the chances of God Transformation cultivators appearing.

"Yes, Ancestor Qingshan," Wang Mengfen readily agreed.

Wang Qingshan issued a series of commands, primarily to reorganize clan affairs, deal with errant clan members as a warning to others, and simultaneously reward some clan members, ensuring clear distinctions between rewards and punishments.

An hour later, Wang Qingshan adjourned the meeting and went to a steep peak. On its summit stood a hexagonal azure stone pavilion, where Immortal Zi Yue sat, lost in thought.

"Immortal Tian, long time no see," Wang Qingshan greeted.

"Long time no see, congratulations, Senior Wang!" Immortal Zi Yue replied with a congratulatory smile.

Wang Qingshan had already been informed by Wang Mengfen that Immortal Zi Yue had failed in her attempt to reach the God Transformation stage and did not have much lifespan left.

"Your Ninth Uncle and Ninth Aunt should be in the Spirit Realm by now. I truly envy them," Immortal Zi Yue said softly.

"Immortal Tian, what are your plans?" Wang Qingshan asked.

"My time is running out. I plan to return to Zhenhai Sect to make arrangements for my affairs. If conditions permit, I hope Senior Wang will look after Zhenhai Sect," Immortal Zi Yue said softly, a reminiscent expression on her face.

"Rest assured, Immortal Tian, I will," Wang Qingshan promised. Before Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan departed, they had specifically instructed him to provide ample assistance to Zhenhai Sect.

"All good things must come to an end. Farewell, Senior Wang," Immortal Zi Yue said. She transformed into a streak of purple escape light and flew towards the setting sun, disappearing into the horizon.

Wang Qingshan sighed, then returned to his residence to cultivate.

Qinghuan Realm, Myriad Beast Mountain Range.

A steep, towering peak, like a sharp sword, pierced the ground.

Wang Mengbin and a golden-robed girl with wings on her back stood at the summit, with Cheng Zhenyu and Zheng Nan standing nearby.

"Fellow Daoist Cheng, Fellow Daoist Zheng, please take good care of yourselves," Wang Mengbin urged, his expression solemn.

Three hundred years ago, Wang Mengbin came to the Myriad Beast Mountain Range and fought the fifth-tier Golden-Winged Eagle for seven days and seven nights. The battle ended in a draw, and they eventually shook hands and agreed to ascend to the Spirit Realm together.

The golden-robed girl was indeed that fifth-tier Golden-Winged Eagle; she had given herself the name Jinyu.

After three hundred years of arduous cultivation, Wang Mengbin had advanced to the mid-God Transformation stage. During this period, he and Jinyu made a trip to Qingyun Palace, forcing Chen Hong to hand over a sum of cultivation resources. Without this, Wang Mengbin would have had to wait several more centuries to reach the mid-God Transformation stage.

All in all, it had taken Wang Mengbin over five hundred years to progress from the early God Transformation stage to the mid-God Transformation stage. If he were to remain in the lower realms, it would take him even longer to cultivate to the late God Transformation stage.

"Senior Wang, Senior Jin, please take care of yourselves, and I wish you both success," Cheng Zhenyu said formally.

Wang Mengbin and Jinyu exchanged a glance, nodded to each other, and flew towards the sky. In the heavens, a dazzling golden light and a dazzling silver light shone forth, causing the void to vibrate and distort.

A tremendous roar echoed from the sky as the void tore open. A brilliant stream of divine light descended from above, enveloping Wang Mengbin and Jinyu.

Under the gaze of Cheng Zhenyu and Zheng Nan, Wang Mengbin and Jinyu were swept into the fissure by the divine light and vanished, as if they had never existed.