Early the next morning, Wang Mingren and Ximen Feng rose early, and Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan accompanied them to the ancestral hall.
On the long offering table sat a large number of spirit tablets, both men's and women's, most surnamed Wang, with a small portion bearing other surnames.
According to the Wang Family's rules, cultivators who married into the Wang Family would have their names entered into the clan genealogy. If they rendered great service, after death, their spirit tablets could be enshrined in the ancestral hall for later generations to worship.
The ancestral hall represented the ancestors of every generation. After paying respects to the ancestors, Ximen Feng's name would be entered into the genealogy.
Under Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan's gazes, Wang Mingren and Ximen Feng knelt before the offering table and heavily kowtowed three times, each one ringing out.
Wang Changsheng felt somewhat emotional. If they had not sent Wang Mingren to Taiyi Immortal Sect back then, his fate would surely have been different. But there was no medicine for regret in this world, and time would not flow backward.
"Uncle Mingren, Aunt, now that you've paid respects to the ancestors, your names will be written together. If there's nothing else, stay on Silver Serpent Island for a while longer."
Ximen Feng smiled and nodded, saying, "All right. The scenery here is quite beautiful. I rather like it here."
"As long as Aunt likes it. If you like it, stay a while longer. If you need anything, just order the clansmen below to handle it."
Wang Ruyan said with a smile. Ximen Feng had no airs about her and was easy to get along with, so she rather liked Ximen Feng. By comparison, Chen Xiang'er had been married to Wang Mingren for many years, yet Wang