Red Moon Sea Region, Silver Serpent Island.
A winged azure spirit horse floated high in the air. Wang Tianwen sat astride its back, his face full of disbelief.
Wang Tianwen had already cultivated to the Ninth Layer of Foundation Establishment. Under orders, he had returned to Silver Serpent Island, where the family would provide him with a Core Formation Spiritual Object so he could attempt to advance to the Core Formation Stage.
Before this, he had known that the family had a foothold in the South Sea. Yet when he arrived at Silver Serpent Island, he was still deeply shaken.
Amid his shock, he also felt somewhat excited.
"Granduncle Tianwen, you've finally arrived."
Wang Mengfen's hearty voice came from the horizon. A streak of escaping light shot over and landed before Wang Tianwen.
"Greetings, Family Head."
Wang Tianwen hurriedly bowed. He had spent many years in the Central Plains Cultivation World and had been deeply influenced by Confucian teachings, placing great importance on propriety.
Wang Mengfen was of a lower generation than him, but Wang Mengfen was the Family Head.
Among cultivators in the Central Plains Cultivation World, official rank came first: greetings were exchanged according to the hierarchy of office. Even if you were a Core Formation Cultivator, you still had to salute a foundation establishment cultivator whose official rank exceeded yours. Only then did cultivation level matter.
"Granduncle Tianwen, you're too courteous. Your grandson would never dare accept such a grand salute from you. Let's talk inside."
Wang Mengfen spoke politely. Wang Tianwen had spent nearly a century in the Central Plains Cultivation World, struggling alone outside—it had been no easy feat. His chances of advancing to the Core Formation Stage were fairly high.
Before long, they arrived at the Council Hall, where the clan elders had been