Thinking about Xiaoxue, Lu Xuanji felt a little unsettled.
Back then, Xiaoxue seed like a little tail, often following him around. Lu Xuanji didn’t think much of it, sotis even chiding her a bit.
But when the mont of her departure arrived, worry filled him.
In Qingshui Commandery, the order of the Dan Yang Sect prevailed, with its rules.
Even for murder and arson, one had to find an excuse, taking into account this and that.
But in so places outside, there was no such order.
If soone wanted to kill, they would just kill!
No reason, no excuses.
Heart sowhat unsettled, he walked out of the Cave Mansion, and in a flash, arrived at the summit of Changyuan Mountain.
Standing atop the mountain, he overlooked the entire Changyuan Mountain from a commanding height.
In the Spiritual Mountain, there were nurous Cave Mansions. On the outskirts were plazas, houses, dicine gardens, spirit fields, etc., all intertwined yet orderly.
The entire Changyuan Mountain appeared orderly and tidy.
The chaotic heart gradually cald down.
"The Lu Family has over three hundred cultivators, plus the children residing here, and mortal wives and concubines, roughly a thousand people... I am the clan leader of the Lu Family, how can my mind be unsettled!" Lu Xuanxin smiled, gazing at the starry sky, lost in thought.
Is this world flat, or does it appear as a planet?
Where is the Immortal Realm?
Is the Immortal Realm an enormous planet, or a unique four-dinsional space?
Thinking and thinking, he beca sowhat dazed!
Just then, a young boy’s voice ca, "Clan leader, my father is about to pass away!"
Lu Xuanji’s mind shuddered, awakening from his daze.
"What happened?"
Lu Xuanji imdiately stood up from his reclining position, seeing a young boy waving at him.
In a flash, Lu Xuanji approached the boy and asked, "What happened?"
"My father, he’s almost gone!"
Lu Xuanwen said.
"Wait a mont!"
Lu Xuanji lifted the boy and quickly reached a courtyard at the foot of the mountain.
In the courtyard, flowers and herbs were planted, and spirit rice was cultivated, emitting a faint fragrance.
Taking a deep breath, Lu Xuanji landed on the ground and knocked on the door.
Monts later, a concubine opened the door, saying, "Master, the clan leader is here!"
Entering the room, Lu Xuanji saw an old man lying on a bed, breath weak, Life Origin dwindling, with three to five days left before passing away.
The old man was very aged, already one hundred and three years old.
At this ti, seeing Lu Xuanji enter, he said, "Clan leader, you’ve co!"
"Seventeenth Uncle, I’m here!" Lu Xuanji said.
Seventeenth Uncle, nad Lu Jinyuan, was of the sa generation as his father.
But Lu Jinyuan’s aptitude was poor, being a Five Spirit Roots, and after a century of cultivation, he had only reached the fifth layer of Qi Cultivation.
Now was the ti when his life span was exhausted, close to dying of old age.
"Clan leader, you’ve co!"
Lu Jinyuan spoke, with a smile on his lips, "That child doesn’t understand, there’s no need to bother you for such trivial matters!"
The clan leader called him Seventeenth Uncle.
But if soone used the na of Seventeenth Uncle to act important and didn’t behave properly, it would be courting death.
This clan leader was an outstanding prodigy in his youth, the clan’s Foundation Establishnt seed, nurtured to beco the clan leader.
As for him, being Five Spirit Roots, he was just idling away in the family.
Their relationship was rely nodding acquaintances, exchanging a few words during festivals, nothing more.
To say there was any deep emotional bond would be overthinking it.
"Seventeenth Uncle, is there anything that you can’t let go of?" Lu Xuanji asked.
"You all step outside, I want to speak with the clan leader,"
Lu Xuanyuan said.
Imdiately, the four concubines and his son exited the room.
In the room, only the two of them remained.
"Haha, I’ve lived over a hundred years, and there have been so regrets," Lu Jinyuan said, "The biggest regret is that I’m just Five Spirit Roots. Having Five Spirit Roots and wanting to achieve sothing is extrely difficult. In my youth, I was unwilling, wandering in the wilderness, hoping to encounter a senior’s fortuitous event!"
"In the end, I wandered outside for over twenty years, achieving nothing, and didn’t encounter any fortuitous event or senior’s relics."
"Later, I married eight concubines, continuing the family line."
"Now, there’s nothing I can’t let go of. Three deceased concubines need not be ntioned; the remaining five, give them so money to find good families in the countryside and remarry!"
"As for my five sons, four have no spirit root and live in the mortal world; not wealthy, but with a comfortable life, so I say no more. As for Lu Xuanwen, he has Four Spirit Roots, better aptitude than mine but still limited. If he’s fortunate, let him establish the foundation; if not, let him be!"
"Every generation has its fortunes, don’t be a slave for your descendants! Right, give these spirit stones to the clan leader, to look after Xuanwen a bit."
As he spoke, he passed over a bag to him.
Lu Xuanji did not take it and said, "Is it necessary?"
"Clan leader, please accept it!"
Lu Xuanji was silent and accepted the Storage Bag.
Inside were over a thousand spirit stones.
The annual inco for a Qi Cultivation Stage cultivator was only between twenty to fifty spirit stones, even with so side inco, it was limited.
This thousand spirit stones were Lu Jinyuan’s lifeti savings.
This thousand spirit stones were not given directly to his son, Lu Xuanwen, but to him, perhaps to build so connections for his son!
"Thank you, clan leader!"
Seeing the clan leader accept the spirit stones, Lu Jinyuan sighed with relief.
The Lu Family is a Cultivation Immortality Clan, brought together by bloodlines, much closer than cultivation sects.
But those within three generations of blood relations are sowhat close.
Relatives several generations apart, what closeness can there be, what familial affection can be expected?
Seeking help requires gifts; it’s basic etiquette.
Don’t expect too much help from the clan leader, just a bit of support on minor matters is enough.
...
A few days later, Lu Jinyuan passed away.
He went quietly and calmly.
Only his son Lu Xuanwen, four concubines, and a few close ones bid him farewell.
As for other cultivators, on hearing the news, just nodded, signifying they were inford.
He passed away, with no recognition.
Standing before the grave, Lu Xuanji sighed slightly.
"Xuanwen, what are your plans?"
Lu Xuanji asked.
"Plans?" Lu Xuanwen said, "I’m rely Four Spirit Roots, not great nor poor aptitude. If there’s no major opportunity, at a hundred, I might barely reach the peak of Qi Cultivation, but Foundation Establishnt is hopeless. I plan to go out and seek so opportunities!"
"Good! Young people should go out and experience the world, if you get tired outside, rember to co ho!"
Lu Xuanji encouraged.
Handing over three talismans, one was for attacking, equivalent to the strike of the second layer of Foundation Establishnt; another could instantly teleport five miles, useful for escape; and one could transform into a golden shield, resisting a Foundation Establishnt cultivator’s attack.
These three talismans were worth about twelve hundred spirit stones.
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