A year passed in the blink of an eye.
South Sea, Azure Lotus Island.
A team of Wang Family disciples was patrolling on flying artifacts. At the head was a tall blue-robed youth, who was unmistakably a Core Formation Cultivator.
Wang Xianhai was a descendant of Wang Changsheng.
During this period, a large number of guests had come to visit. Those leading the groups were all Nascent Soul Cultivators. The Wang Family had not been this lively in a long time.
Wang Qingxiao kept a low profile. He did not even have a cultivation method to practice, and he had no idea what to lecture about, so naturally, he had not held any lectures or ceremonies.
Wang Changsheng's Soul Avatar had descended to the Lower Realm, and no one was happier about it than Wang Changsheng's descendants.
During this period, Wang Changsheng had held several clan meetings and lectured the clansmen. Wang Xianhai had been fortunate enough to attend, ask several questions, and exchange a few words with Wang Changsheng. He had been so excited that he could hardly contain himself.
"Guests are coming. Pay attention, and don't lose your manners."
Wang Xianhai gave the order.
A Blue Escape Light flew over from afar. Before long, the Blue Escape Light stopped, revealing a blue Flying Boat glittering with light. More than a hundred cultivators stood aboard it. At the head was a ruddy-faced blue-robed elder, unmistakably a Nascent Soul Middle Stage Cultivator.
"They're seniors from the Four Seas Sect."
The Wang Family cultivators recognized the visitors.
"I'm Hai Yunfan of the Four Seas Sect. I heard that Senior Wang had descended to the Lower Realm, so I brought my disciples here to pay homage. Please report this to Little Friend Wang."
The blue-robed elder spoke courteously, making no attempt to