Chapter 4755: Haitang Daozu (None Today)

Dongli Realm, East Desolation, Qinglian Mountain.

On Argumentation Peak, at the summit, was a vast bluestone plaza. In the center of the plaza stood a circular platform, a hundred zhang wide. A ruddy-faced old man in a green robe stood on the platform, surrounded by tens of thousands of young Wang family children.

All of them were new-generation clan members possessing spiritual roots, learning cultivation knowledge and techniques from the elders. Their first lesson was the history of the Wang family's development.

"During a time of crisis in the Dongli Realm, our family's venerable ancestor stepped forward, volunteered, and led a team to the Tianlan Realm..."

The green-robed old man's words were cut short as his brows furrowed.

Following his gaze, one could see a young girl in a golden dress dozing off.

"Ling'in, what are you doing? This is a lecture!"

The green-robed old man was furious.

Wang Ling'in rubbed her eyes and said, "Seventh Uncle-Grandmaster, I woke up too early this morning. I was just dozing off for a moment. Please continue with the lecture!"

The green-robed old man's expression softened, and he said, "Don't let it happen again. Let's continue."

More than two hours later, the green-robed old man dismissed the class. Tens of thousands of children went to the Spirit Food Hall for their meal, and after breakfast, they returned to their residences.

Wang Ling'in arrived at a quiet courtyard with blue tiles. Inside the courtyard stood a two-story blue pavilion.

She entered the blue pavilion and went to a secret chamber where runes flickered on the stone walls.

"The Dao Clan Wang family, with two ancestors who achieved Dao through supreme laws... Before becoming a Dao Ancestor myself, I shouldn't have to worry about cultivation resources." Wang Ling'in murmured to herself.

If any of the Wang family elders had heard these words, they would have been greatly astonished.

Dongxuan Continent Realm Cluster, Xuanyang Realm.

Qinglian Continent, Qinglian Island.

In a secret chamber, with runes flickering on the stone walls, a resolute-faced man in a blue shirt sat cross-legged on a blue jade bed. His eyes were slightly closed, and his entire body was enveloped in a blue glow.

After a while, a green sound-transmitting paper crane flew in, circling above his head.

The man in the blue shirt sensed something and opened his eyes. With a flick of his finger, a blue light shot out and struck the paper crane. The paper crane then spoke in human tongue: "Ancestor Linghai, Fellow Daoist Murong has an urgent matter to discuss and needs to report to you in person."

"Fellow Daoist Murong, he's here again!"

Wang Linghai's face lit up with joy.

The Fellow Daoist Murong he referred to was Murong Xuan. The Murong family was one of the many affiliated powers of the Wang family, and the two families were also related by marriage. Murong Xuan was a newly advanced Mahayana cultivator of the Murong family, possessing great power, and frequently interacted with the Wang family's Mahayana cultivators.

Whenever the Wang family had matters, Murong Xuan would always be at the forefront, diligently serving them.

The Wang family had originally intended to marry one of their female clan members to Murong Xuan, but he politely declined. He explained that he had loved a woman in his early years and would marry no one else; unfortunately, she had been killed by an enemy. Thus, he had dedicated himself wholeheartedly to the Dao and no longer concerned himself with romantic matters.

The high-ranking members of the Wang family did not insist. After Murong Xuan took charge of the Murong family, he worked even harder for the Wang family.

This was not surprising, as the Wang family's venerable ancestor was a Dao Ancestor, who periodically sent people to the lower realms to provide cultivation resources to the clan members there.

To benefit from such a powerful patron, some cultivators, hoping to ascend to the Immortal Realm or to develop more easily once there, devoted themselves wholeheartedly to serving the Wang family.

The high-ranking members of the Wang family adhered to Wang Changsheng's teachings, valuing harmony above all else. They established cross-realm trade alliances and expanded their influence, thus not needing to invade other realms to plunder cultivation resources. The Wang family collaborated with major powers from hundreds of realms to gather cultivation resources.

Wang Linghai rose and walked out. Outside, he saw a plump woman in a purple dress and a tall young man in a green robe sitting in a bluestone pavilion, sipping tea and chatting.

"Fellow Daoist Murong, you haven't visited for some time. Have you encountered any trouble?" Wang Linghai said with a slight smile.

The Murong family had been established for less than fifty thousand years, with shallow foundations. Had they not formed a marriage alliance with the Wang family, their development would not have been so rapid.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, I've discovered an ancient cultivator's cave dwelling. The restrictions are exceptionally powerful; I can't break through them. How about we make a trip there together?" the young man in the green robe spoke.

"What kind of restrictions? So powerful? You are a Mahayana cultivator, after all." Wang Linghai asked, puzzled.

"Husband, Fellow Daoist Murong told me it resembles an immortal formation – strictly speaking, it's a simplified version of an immortal formation. No wonder Fellow Daoist Murong couldn't break the restrictions," the woman in the purple dress said.

"A simplified immortal formation!" Wang Linghai exclaimed in surprise.

"Even if it's a simplified immortal formation, with Fellow Daoist Wang's help, it certainly won't be a problem. If there are any good finds, just don't forget about me, Fellow Daoist Wang," Murong Xuan said.

"No problem, it's a small matter. I'll go with you! Madam, you should come along too!" Wang Linghai said, then with a flick of his sleeve, a blue-glowing flying boat shot out. Judging by its spiritual energy fluctuations, it was a flying Mystical Heavenly Treasure.

The Wang family currently had no shortage of flying Mystical Heavenly Treasures. All Mahayana cultivators who had passed the Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation left their Mystical Heavenly Treasures, other than their innate magical treasures, in the Xuanyang Realm for their descendants.

Upon reaching the Immortal Realm, the family would bestow immortal artifacts upon them, leaving the Mystical Heavenly Treasures for the clan members in the lower realms to use.

The three of them stepped onto the blue flying boat. Wang Linghai chanted an incantation, and the blue flying boat instantly lit up with a dazzling blue light, soaring towards the distant horizon and departing from Qinglian Island.

Immortal Realm, Chaos Continent.

In a sprawling expanse of verdant mountains, Wang Changsheng, Wang Yixin, and Wang Changming stood atop a high peak, gazing at the nine-colored thunderclouds in the sky.

Ye Haitang was attempting to break through to the Dao Ancestor realm. With the Myriad Laws Thunder Transformation Talisman and other defensive treasures, it would not be difficult for her to pass the thunder tribulation.

Streaks of nine-colored immortal lightning struck down, and the area of the nine-colored thunderclouds gradually diminished.

Wang Yixin took out a golden-glowing dharma plate, infused it with an incantation, and her brows furrowed.

"What's wrong, Yixin?" Wang Changsheng asked casually.

"An esteemed elder named Yang Feng has gone missing. He is a Spirit Body Cultivator who ascended from the lower realms to the Immortal Realm, landing on Dongli Island, and joined our family. He cultivated the secret art of opening ten orifices and has been in the Immortal Realm for over ten million years," Wang Yixin said.

Yang Feng was a Spirit Body Cultivator who had ascended from the lower realms, and his background was impeccable. Only for this reason did the Wang family grant him the secret art of opening ten orifices; ordinary esteemed elders would not have been able to obtain it.

"What is his cultivation realm?" Wang Changsheng asked casually.

"Grand Luo Golden Immortal! He reached the Grand Luo Golden Immortal realm in less than ten million years, which is considered a fast cultivation speed, though slightly slower than our core clan members," Wang Yixin said.

She merely regretted the disappearance of an esteemed elder at the Grand Luo Golden Immortal stage.

"Send people to search for him. If it's for personal reasons and he can't be found, then so be it. But if someone else plotted against us, we must investigate thoroughly," Wang Changsheng instructed.

As an esteemed elder of the Wang family, Yang Feng knew certain sensitive matters.

"Yes, venerable ancestor," Wang Yixin assented.

With an earth-shattering roar, a massive nine-colored blazing sun surged skyward, shaking the ground and filling the air with dust.

Before the dust could settle, gusts of chilling wind swept through, accompanied by mournful wails.

Ye Haitang emerged from the dust cloud, her face slightly pale due to the excessive consumption of immortal essence, having successfully advanced to the Dao Ancestor realm.

She had achieved Dao through the Law of Yin. With the Myriad Laws Thunder Transformation Talisman and other defensive treasures, she was unharmed.

"She has advanced to Dao Ancestor. Excellent. She needs to recuperate well. Yixin, I'm leaving things here to you," Wang Changsheng instructed, then departed with Ye Haitang.