Within the spirit mountain that had just transformed into a spirit land.
Dozens of cultivators wandered about, joy written across their brows.
"The spiritual energy within this Second Rank spirit mountain is truly dense. Aside from supporting our cultivation, the surplus spiritual energy should even be enough to open up several mu of Second Rank Spirit Fields..."
"Father, will this Second Rank spirit land truly belong to our branch from now on?"
A young cultivator wearing a Ling Clan Daoist Robe gazed at the spirit mountain before him, which possessed a Second Rank Spirit Vein. His face was full of disbelief as he questioned a middle-aged Foundation Establishment cultivator beside him who resembled him.
"Of course. When has the clan ever deceived us?"
The middle-aged Foundation Establishment cultivator smiled, but his expression soon grew several degrees more solemn. He then gathered all several dozen clansmen around them.
"Though this place is a treasure land, it did not come easily. Had our branch not been fortunate enough to produce several newborns with Three Spirit Roots aptitude or better recently, we would never have received such an opportunity."
"Furthermore, according to the clan rules established by the elders some time ago, once a hundred years have passed and my lifespan is exhausted, if no one in our branch can enter Foundation Establishment as I did, then this place will no longer have any connection to our branch."
"For that reason, you must all cultivate diligently and firmly seize the opportunity granted to our branch..."
There were simply too many clansmen in the clan now, and distinctions between main branches and side branches had gradually emerged.
The several dozen cultivators here all belonged to the same branch as this middle-aged Foundation Establishment cultivator. They shared extremely close blood ties; they were either direct