111: Chapter 111 Clan Meeting Held
The Li Family is rooted in Huangfeng Prefecture. A mere Foundation Establishment Family, in the face of a world-spanning domain war, is as insignificant as ants or dust, inevitably to be caught in the fires of war and swept up in its fate.
Fortunately, there is still a full thirty-year buffer period.
Thirty years of time is enough for him to cultivate in seclusion, break through his Realm, accumulate trump cards, and solidify his Foundation. The Family can also stockpile resources, cultivate combat strength, and prepare with all its might to deal with the future catastrophe.
In Changsheng Garden, the spiritual mist still swirled.
Li Changqing slowly stood up, straightened his robes, and a calm, determined arc quietly curled at the corners of his cold lips.
The Cultivation World is ruthless, where the weak are prey to the strong; the will of Heaven is fickle, and every step is fraught with danger.
But holding the mirror of prophecy, grasping the first thread of heavenly secrets, is equivalent to seizing the greatest bargaining chip for a Heaven-Defying turnaround and a secure, long life.
The fog ahead has dissipated, and the century-long crisis is known in advance.
From now on, on the long path of immortality, even with thousands of dangers and ancient catastrophes, he can be forewarned and prepared, stepping through the calamities amidst the vast Heavenly Dao, and calmly journeying toward longevity.
Li Changqing stood in the spiritual mist of Changsheng Garden. The lingering charm of the mirror of prophecy gradually dissipated, and his Sea of Consciousness returned to tranquility, yet the shadow of the great war between the two domains was deeply imprinted in the bottom of his heart.
Thirty years is neither long nor short.
In terms of the Lifespan of high-level Cultivators, it is but a fleeting moment, but for him and the Li Family, who are still stuck at the Foundation Establishment Realm, this is a significant buffer period.
"The great war between righteous and demonic forces is coming; troubled times are inevitable," he whispered to himself.
"The most urgent priority is, first, to find the complete second-tier Alchemy Legacy as soon as possible so that Yuxi's ability can be fully utilized; second, to prepare our gear and explore that Golden Core Cultivator's Immortal Cave to accumulate as much Foundation as possible; third, to use the Family meeting in a few months to find an excuse to inform the Foundation Establishment elders in the clan about the future disaster, integrate the clan's strength, and unify our direction."
With his thoughts settled, he flicked his sleeves, and his figure turned into a blue shadow, sweeping out of Changsheng Garden.
Just as he stepped out of the garden gate, he saw several Xuanling Guards patrolling in Formation, their steps steady, their aura condensed, paired with the Psychic Dogs beside them emitting low growls. Man and dog were in sync, their Killing Intent restrained.
After just a few years of polishing, these former child death soldiers already possessed the initial appearance of an elite force.
"Zifan..." Li Changqing called out.
Before long, Li Zifan hurried over and bowed: "Ninth Uncle."
"Hurry up and handle the sale of the inventory of spirit fish and spirit eggs. Once the Spirit Stones are in hand, exchange seventy percent of them for Alchemy medicinal herbs and Talisman Making Materials."
Li Changqing commanded in a deep voice: "For the next few years, strategic resources are to be acquired only, not spent; everything is to be stockpiled. Additionally, order everyone on the island to practice diligently without slackening. Starting from today, increase training on the combined attack Formation."
Li Zifan's expression tightened, knowing that something major must be happening, and he solemnly accepted the order: "This nephew accepts the command!"
After arranging the affairs on the island, Li Changqing returned to the Alchemy room. Zhang Yuxi was bowing her head, counting the Alchemy Materials. Seeing him return, she raised her eyes and asked: "Does my husband have arrangements to make?"
"I have successfully made the mirror of prophecy recognize me as its master. Just now, I used the mirror of prophecy to glimpse a great future catastrophe." Li Changqing did not hide it and recounted the war between the two domains thirty years later.
"The flames of war will sweep across the entire Juxing Domain and will be difficult to avoid, so from now on, we must fully stockpile resources and polish our combat strength."
Zhang Yuxi's expression changed slightly upon hearing this, then she quickly calmed down. She instantly sorted out the pros and cons:
"Thirty years is enough time to plan. In the future, all the Medicinal Pills I refine, except for our own use, will be sealed and stored. The Spirit Beast and spirit fish industries on Xuanling Island will also be further expanded to accumulate more Spirit Stones."
"With your help, I am at ease." Li Changqing nodded. "The Family meeting is imminent. We will set off to return to the clan in half a month. After the clan matters are settled, I will immediately set off for the Golden Core Immortal Cave."
"That Immortal Cave holds the savings of our predecessors. If we can gain something, we will have more confidence to deal with the future troubled times."
The two looked at each other, both with tacit understanding.
Time continued to flow, and the morning mist of Xuanling Lake was the same as ever, but beneath this landscape, a tense undercurrent was already quietly surging.
A catastrophe spanning two domains was still far away, but Li Changqing's footsteps were already treading on the path of preparation and seeking...
The main Peak of Qingfeng Mountain stood high above the clouds, wrapped in ethereal clouds and mist all year round. The mountain wind passed through the clouds, carrying strands of clear Spiritual Qi, lingering around the entire Peak.
The Council Pavilion in the heart of the main Peak stood quietly amidst the sea of clouds. The vermilion doors were tightly closed, and thin wisps of sandalwood smoke rose, permeating the entire hall, dispelling the damp cold of the mountains, making the atmosphere inside the pavilion even more heavy and solemn, so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.
In the center of the main hall, Clan Leader Li Huaming raised his hand to form a seal, a flash of spiritual light appeared at his fingertips, driving the Formation embedded in the wall.
A white jade sand table, a zhang wide, slowly emerged from the wall. The warm jade luster flowed endlessly, clearly engraving all the clan's properties, including the thousands of mountains and ravines, the direction of the Spiritual Veins, the Family markets, medicinal fields, and mines within the Li Family's jurisdiction.
This method of condensing a Formation into a map was a new ability he had only learned after advancing to a second-tier Formation Master.
The surrounding pavilion walls were embedded with transparent glazed spirit lamps, and clear, soft light poured down without a hint of warmth. The cold halo fell precisely on everyone in the hall, reflecting their expressions—whether calm, solemn, or harboring hidden thoughts—in clear detail.
Today is the decennial core Family meeting of the Li Family.
According to the Family's long-standing iron rules, only clan members with cultivation at the Qi Refining 7th Layer or above are allowed to enter this Council Pavilion to attend the meeting.
At the very head of the main hall, Clan Leader Li Huaming sat upright. His black brocade robe was embroidered with dark cloud patterns, and as he moved, the cloud patterns seemed to flow.
On the left side of the main seat was the Foundation Establishment Peak stage Cultivator Li Xuance, and on the right was the Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivator Li Xuanji.
In the secondary seats on both sides were Li Changqing and Zhang Yuxi. The two had calm expressions, sitting quietly, waiting for the meeting to begin.
On both sides of the hall below the main seat sat twenty-four clan members at the Qi Refinement Stage.
Everyone sat upright, holding their breath and focusing, with no one showing the slightest bit of slack.
Many clan members glanced around, sighing inwardly. Compared to the clan meeting ten years ago, many familiar faces had disappeared completely—either dying in beast tides or passing away due to exhausted Lifespan. The Cultivation World is ruthless, and the rise and fall of the Family could be felt in these ten years of change.
When the ancient bronze bell suddenly hummed!
Clan Leader Li Huaming slowly stood up, his posture straight as a pine, his voice steady and clanging, carrying a trace of spiritual power echoing in the hall: "The auspicious time has arrived! I announce the official start of the 99th Li Family meeting!"
"The first item of the meeting is for me to disclose the casualties, changes in industries, and total income and expenditure of the Family over the past ten years."
Clan Leader Li Huaming scanned the crowd, his tone solemn, every word being the root of the clan's rise and fall:
"Over the past ten years, a total of sixty-five Cultivators of our clan have sacrificed themselves for the Dao to guard the clan lands, resist beast tides, and protect the clan's properties. In addition, seven elderly elders of the Xuan generation in the clan have exhausted their Lifespan and passed away peacefully, their souls returning to heaven and earth."
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