Chapter 744: Lei Linggen Tribe Members

Eastern Barren Lands, Beast-Taming Nation.

In a secluded courtyard, the Spirit Testing Assembly was underway. Clan members aged five and above lined up, entering the courtyard one after another to be tested.

Clan members aged five and older could use a Spirit Measuring Ruler to test their spiritual roots.

Wang Youwang presided over the Spirit Testing Assembly. The clan’s elite forces were all in the South Sea, and Wang Qiuming was responsible for overseeing the Beast-Taming Nation. He had already cultivated to the eighth level of Foundation Establishment and was not to be disturbed from his cultivation unless necessary.

To be honest, the Spirit Testing Assembly had been held many times before; it was merely a formality.

According to Wang Qingkai's arrangements, the Wang family had extensively intermarried with other immortal cultivation families over the years, first, to strengthen relationships, and second, to improve the aptitude of their clan members. Unfortunately, no clan members with exceptional aptitude had emerged over these many years.

Considering the time, the Wang family had been established for over seven hundred years, yet only Wang Mingren had appeared with dual spiritual roots.

Wang Youwang was Wang Qingyang's great-grandson. He had not disappointed Wang Qingyang's expectations and had already advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage.

A boy, five or six years old, walked up to Wang Youwang. The measuring ruler in Wang Youwang's hand emitted a large expanse of shimmering light, enveloping the child.

The measuring ruler emitted a shrill, piercing sound, its spiritual light flickering—a clear sign of spiritual roots.

Three breaths later, a flash of silver light turned the measuring ruler a striking silver.

“This is… did I see that right?!”

Wang Youwang blinked, then took out another Spirit Measuring Ruler to test again; the ruler still turned silver.

“This is a Lightning spiritual root, an elemental spiritual root!”

Wang Youwang’s expression became incredibly excited. According to family rules, if a clan member with good spiritual roots appeared during the Spirit Testing Assembly he presided over, he would also receive some credit.

“Clan Uncle, can I cultivate immortality?” the boy asked nervously, blinking.

Wang Youwang chuckled, nodding as he said, “Yes, good child. What’s your name? Who are your parents?”

“Responding to Clan Uncle, your nephew is named Wang Bin. My father is Wang Youxue, and my mother is Han Xuerong.”

According to the family genealogy, only clan members with spiritual roots were assigned generation names. Following the 'You' generation, these names included Meng, Ji, Jun, Rong, Xian, Ying, Hua, Yun, Sheng, Rong, Hong, Cai, Sheng, Bo, Yan, Mao, Tu, Li, and Quan Gong.

“Excellent, excellent, good child! From now on, you will stay by my side, and I will report this to the clan.”

Wang Youwang spoke with a joyful and pleasant expression.

A clan member with an elemental spiritual root, if properly nurtured, would undoubtedly reach the Core Formation stage given time. The slight complication was that the clan didn't seem to possess any lightning-attribute cultivation techniques. Should he be sent to the Grand Unity Immortal Sect?

“I should report this to the patriarch and see what he says,” Wang Youwang thought to himself.

South Sea, Crimson Moon Sea Region.

On Silver Serpent Island, within a three-story teal pavilion, Wang Qiuhong was convening a clan meeting.

Five years had passed since the great war ended, and the clan had transferred fifty unmarried members from the Eastern Barren Lands to replenish their ranks.

Wang Qiuhong had enacted several policies to encourage childbirth, leading to a continuous increase in population. Silver Serpent Island now had three hundred and fifteen cultivators, with Wang-surname cultivators making up the majority, alongside tens of thousands of mortals.

The Wang family currently had eight affiliated immortal cultivation families. The Wang family intermarried with these eight families to strengthen their ties. In return for annual tributes, which included spirit grains, beast hides, or spirit stones, the Wang family would intervene and resolve any troubles they encountered.

The puppet formation technique had also reached the Crimson Moon Sea Region. Wang Qingjun had selected twenty cultivators, and after a period of training, they had formed a combat unit.

With the puppet formation, casualties were reduced, and the efficiency of hunting demonic beasts improved.

After intermarrying with the Zhang family, the Wang family rented seven shops, primarily selling puppet beasts and demonic beast materials. Demonic beast materials yielded the highest income.

“This year’s income is good, and we need to work even harder next year, everyone…”

Wang Qiuhong’s words were cut short by a sudden, sharp whistling sound.

He frowned, took out a communication disk, and imbued it with a spell. A somewhat panicked male voice rang out: “This is bad, Patriarch! Golden Sheep Island is experiencing a minor beast tide! A group of second-tier demonic beasts are fiercely attacking the island's protective formation!”

“What? A minor beast tide?” Wang Qiuhong’s expression changed, his brows furrowing deeply.

Wang Qingling was in seclusion cultivating, and Wang Qingjun was leading a team out to hunt demonic beasts. For a minor beast tide to erupt at this very moment—was it too coincidental?

Was it a coincidence, or was someone plotting against the Wang family?

“Aunt Haitang and Aunt Yutong have already rushed over to provide support, Patriarch. What do you think?”

“I understand. I will send people to support them as soon as possible.”

Wang Qiuhong put away the communication disk and instructed the cultivators present: “Qiuxin, Tianbei, take twenty Qi Refinement cultivators to support Golden Sheep Island. If it’s a powerful enemy, withdraw immediately.”

“Yes, Patriarch.”

On Golden Sheep Island, dozens of colossal demonic beasts furiously attacked the island's protective formation. The formation flickered with spiritual light, emitting a tremendous roar.

“Brother, you teleport back to Silver Serpent Island. I can handle things here,” Ye Haitang said in a deep voice, knowing that Ye Yutong, having only recently advanced to Foundation Establishment, wasn't cultivated enough to be of much help.

“Sister, I’m a Foundation Establishment cultivator now. I’m not a child anymore! Maybe I can even protect you! Just relax!”

Ye Yutong puffed out his chest, speaking proudly and eager for action.

Ye Haitang was a second-tier formation master, capable of deploying various second-tier formations, and was highly respected by other clan members. In contrast, Ye Yutong felt rather useless. Growing up, his parents and sister had always provided him with whatever he needed.

He needed an opportunity to prove himself, to show he had grown up, and this was a good chance.

Ye Haitang’s elegant brows furrowed. She wasn't worried about herself, only about something happening to Ye Yutong.

“Alright! Stay by my side and don’t wander off,” Ye Haitang instructed. She then turned to the surrounding clan members and said in a deep voice, “The formation is about to give way. I will let the demonic beasts in and use the formations to eliminate them. Everyone, follow my command.”

The demonic beasts attacking Golden Sheep Island were all marine creatures; there were no demonic birds.

She formed a spell and cast it onto the formation disk. The island's protective formation instantly vanished, and colossal yellow crabs, golden giant shrimp, and white sea snakes surged onto Golden Sheep Island one after another.

Ye Haitang's expression remained calm. She had long anticipated this day, which was why she had set up earth-attribute formations.

Most of the buildings were in the center of the island, so the demonic beasts wouldn't reach them anytime soon.

They all unleashed their spell attacks: enormous crimson fireballs, golden orbs of light, white ice cones, and more, creating a continuous roar.

Ye Yutong's expression was somewhat tense. Having grown up under the protection of his parents and sister, this was his first time battling demonic beasts.

Ye Haitang changed her hand seals, and the soil beneath the demonic beasts' feet violently trembled, transforming from earth into sand. A colossal sand pit enveloped most of the demonic beasts.

A great whistling sound filled the air as countless grains of sand flew up, swirling in mid-air before coalescing into five fifteen-meter-tall yellow giants, each wielding long swords and long blades.

“Use spells to harm the enemy; no close combat,” she commanded.

Ye Haitang changed her hand seals again, and an egg-yolk-colored light barrier suddenly appeared, enveloping all the buildings in the island's center.

As a formation master, she naturally had to leverage her strengths.

Ye Yutong took out a handful of light green seeds, chanting incantations. His palm glowed with bright green light, and with a flick of his wrist, the light green seeds flew out, landing in the sand pit.

The seeds quickly took root and sprouted, growing thick green thorns that rapidly entangled the bodies of the demonic beasts.

The other Wang clan members were also not idle, unleashing spells to attack the demonic beasts.

For a moment, continuous roars filled the air as various spiritual lights from spells illuminated the scene, creating a dazzling spectacle.

The demonic beasts roared in unison, unleashing various spells to attack Ye Haitang and the others.