Spring gave way to autumn, cold came and heat went; thirty years passed in the blink of an eye.
South Sea, Azure Lotus Island.
In the Council Hall, Wang Mengfen was holding a clan meeting. More than twenty Clan Elders attended, and every one of them wore an exceptionally grave expression.
Several decades ago, the Dongfang Family had held a Dao Discussion Assembly. The human race and the Alien Race reached some kind of agreement, and relations eased somewhat. High-Level Cultivators were forbidden from hunting Fourth Order demon beasts, and violators would be punished without mercy. In addition, all human factions were strictly forbidden from attacking one another, and Nascent Soul Cultivators were not allowed to casually engage in Life-and-Death Duels.
After the Dao Discussion Assembly ended, not to mention Fourth Order demon beasts, even Tier 3 Demon Beasts became rarely seen. The income of the major South Sea factions plummeted. Major powers either turned their sights elsewhere or lived off their old reserves, but Rogue Cultivators were truly miserable. They might spend years at sea without finding a single Tier 3 Demon Beast. With their income reduced, their cultivation naturally slowed as well.
With the number of high-level demon beasts sharply reduced, the Wang Family shifted its focus to the Northern Frontier and the Central Plains Cultivation World. Their income was affected to a certain extent, though not severely.
"Family Head, our clan currently has six Nascent Soul Cultivators and fifty-seven Core Formation Cultivators. Altogether, we have fourteen thousand three hundred cultivators in the South Sea, with eighty percent concentrated in the Five Dragons Sea Region."
The Wang Family was developing well, but the growth of its High-Level Cultivators was slow. This was inevitable. As the number of clan cultivators expanded, expenses grew larger and their demand for all