"By the way, Madam, there aren't any Dust Cleansing Pills in the family treasury, are there? We need to buy some for Qingshan and help him wash away his Lower Realm aura."
Wang Changsheng remembered something and reminded her. Wang Qingcheng and the others had all been born in the Mystic Sun World, so they naturally had no Lower Realm aura. Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan had already washed away theirs.
If Wang Qingshan did not take Dust Cleansing Pills, he would have to undergo a Minor Heavenly Tribulation once every hundred years.
Wang Qingshan smiled faintly and said, "Ninth Aunt personally went to Snow Goose Market and bought me a batch of Dust Cleansing Pills. There are enough to wash away my Lower Realm aura."
"That's good. By the way, Qingshan, how is the family doing? Tell me about it."
By the end, Wang Changsheng's expression had turned solemn.
He had left the Eastern Fence World in a hurry back then. He had left the family a contingency plan and a batch of Cultivation Resources, but so many years had passed that it was hard to say whether anything unexpected had happened.
Wang Qingshan told him everything in detail, concealing nothing.
When he learned that Wang Qingqing, Wang Qiuming, Wang Qingling, and the others had failed in their attempts to reach Spirit Transformation and had passed away one after another, Wang Changsheng let out a long sigh.
He had expected it long ago, but upon learning of their deaths, Wang Changsheng still felt deeply weighed down.
"It's a pity about Eighth Sister and the others. If they'd had miraculous Spirit Pills that could extend their lifespans, they might still have had a chance to reach the Spirit Transformation Stage. Now that Qingxiao is guarding the family, our younger generation