"Right, Cloud Sea Sect and Black Flame Palace joined forces against the Wang Family. Could Crocodile Island be trying to stir up trouble? Don't tell me another powerful enemy is coming!"
Lin Yuzong said with a frown. If Crocodile Island was pushing the waves and adding fuel from behind the scenes, perhaps Crocodile Island was plotting against the Zhang Family. If they wanted to deal with the Zhang Family, they first had to uproot the Wang Family's stronghold.
Zhang Wuchen shook her head and said, "Hard to say. But after so many years of resting and building strength, if we gain a third Nascent Soul Cultivator and Crocodile Island still doesn't make a move, I will. Speaking of which, this is already the third clansman to attempt the Nascent Soul Realm. The previous two both failed. I hope this clansman succeeds."
Thunder kept rumbling as a vast sheet of silver thunder light drowned the valley.
After the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the thunderclouds dispersed, and the five-colored rosy light high in the sky vanished as well.
Zhang Wuchen and Lin Yuzong turned into two streaks of light and flew toward the valley. A tall, thin middle-aged man stood amid a pile of broken stones, his expression extremely excited.
"Your grandson greets Ancestor."
When the middle-aged man saw Zhang Wuchen and the other, he hurriedly bowed in salute.
"No need for so much ceremony. You've advanced into the Nascent Soul Realm, so spare yourself these cumbersome rites! Our Zhang Family has finally produced a third Nascent Soul Cultivator. You have only just formed your Nascent Soul; cultivate for a while first and consolidate your cultivation."
Zhang Wuchen spoke with a pleasant expression.
The middle-aged man nodded and agreed.
Silver Serpent Island, the Council Hall. Wang Qingling