Wang Youfu had grown up in the Red Moon Sea Region. He was fifty-five this year, at the Foundation Establishment Third Layer, and his father was Wang Tianfu.
As the clan ancestor's Nascent Soul Ceremony drew closer, great numbers of guests rushed to Silver Serpent Island. To prevent anyone from causing trouble, the Wang Family increased the number of Patrol Cultivators and activated part of the Clan Protection Formation's Restrictions.
It was under these circumstances that Wang Youfu served as the captain of a patrol squad.
That morning, the sky was cloudless for ten thousand li, and the sunlight was bright.
Wang Youfu led ten Qi Refining Stage clansmen, each riding an Azure Cloud Finch, patrolling the waters near Silver Serpent Island.
"Uncle Youfu, there have been way too many cultivators coming to our Silver Serpent Island lately! We patrol six hours a day, and who knows if we'll even get to drink a cup of wedding wine when the time comes."
A Blue-robed Man in his early twenties complained.
Wang Youfu frowned and rebuked him with a stern face, "What kind of talk is that! Our Wang Family has gained two Nascent Soul Cultivators. This is a joyous occasion as huge as the heavens. Forget patrolling six hours—even if it were twelve, I'd be willing. Didn't you see the way those guests looked at us?"
"Exactly. In less than a hundred years, our Wang Family may become the seventh major power of the Red Moon Sea Region, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Zhang Family."
A smug look appeared on the Blue-robed Man's face. He gave an awkward laugh and said, "Heh heh, Uncle Youfu, I was just saying it casually. There are quite a few guests coming, but most of them are Foundation Establishment Cultivators, with only a