Laying a Decades-Long Scheme

One day later.

On the horizon of Turtle Spirit Island, within the Qian Family Territory, lies a small village called "Cold Wind".

Ling Pengyun soared through the air, his gaze sweeping over the small village below inhabited by three or four thousand mortals, his expression shifting slightly.

"Old Taoist Qian Yuan is indeed a clever man. He actually arranged for the original direct descendants of the Qian Clan to be placed in this remote place. I just don't know if the mortal descendants of the Qian Clan that Old Taoist Qian Yuan arranged here are still alive."

Then, Ling Pengyun waved his Daoist robe and cast a minor Law Technique, "Bewitching Soul Technique," causing countless white mists to appear in the void and completely envelop the "Cold Wind Village" below.

The three or four thousand ordinary people in the village also fell into a coma and lost consciousness due to the effects of the bewitching white mist.

However, these mortals walked on their own with their eyes closed.

Before long, the three or four thousand mortals gathered on a huge flat area in the center of the village.

Seeing that his mission was accomplished, Ling Pengyun slowly landed in the center of these mortals.

"Those Qian Clan originally from the Qian family, now known Foundation Establishment Family, and have changed their surname to Han, stand to my left. Those with other surnames stand to my right."

Upon hearing this, the three or four thousand mortals who had been gathered there with their eyes closed and were controlled by Ling Pengyun began to move.

Several dozen breaths later.

Only a few dozen ordinary people of varying ages, all dressed in fine clothes and seemingly living well, stood to Ling Pengyun's left.

Clearly, these dozens of people were the direct descendants of the Old Taoist Qian Yuan, the original owner of the Qian Clan.

The reason why the direct descendants can become the direct descendants is naturally because they have a close relationship with the Old Taoist Qian Yuan, and their numbers are naturally not many.

The remaining three or four thousand people with other surnames all stood to Ling Pengyun's right.

Ling Pengyun also mobilized his Divine Sense to directly probe into the bodies of those dozens of direct descendants of the Old Taoist Qian Yuan Daoist, to investigate whether they possessed Spirit Root.

Once a cultivator reaches the Golden Core stage, their Divine Sense will be elevated.

It can rely on powerful Divine Sense to directly explore the Spirit Root within its body.

Of course, if one were to directly probe a cultivator's Spirit Root, the cultivator could resist with their Divine Sense, causing the test to fail.

Therefore, this method can only be used on ordinary people.

Even so, this method is extremely convenient, as it eliminates the need for testing with the Spirit Measurement Array.

In the end, of these dozens of people, only a little girl who looked to be only seven or eight years old possessed Spirit Root; the rest of them had no Spirit Root.

This woman's Spirit Root Three Spirit Roots "wood, water, and earth".

Of the three Spirit Root, the "Wood Spirit Root" has the highest talent, reaching a height of seven inches.

"This woman is indeed a direct descendant of the Old Taoist Qian Yuan. She naturally possesses the bloodline of a cultivator and has excellent aptitude."

"It's a bit of a pity to leave this person here, especially since she is a woman, young, and her temperament is still unsettled. If we could take her back to the Ling Clan and nurture her a little, perhaps she could become Foundation Establishment in the future."

"Even if it's not possible, it can still give my Ling Clan Male Cultivator one more trustworthy female cultivator partner."

Ling Pengyun looked at the rather cute little girl, and his expression changed slightly.

Mortals with cultivator bloodlines have a higher probability of having Spirit Root than ordinary mortals.

"Has your direct line of the Qian Clan family ever produced anyone with Spirit Root?" Ling Pengyun asked the oldest mortal among the dozens of the Qian Clan members.

The oldest of the Qian Clan mortals, who was under the control of a mind-controlling spell, immediately spoke in detail upon hearing the question.

"Have."

"More than ten years ago, there was a child in my Qian Clan named Qian Feng. Due to the arrangement made by the family head, our family changed our surname to Han. As a result, the child was forced to change his name to Han Feng. More than ten years ago, the Zhao Clan cultivators who were in charge of Cold Wind Village found out that the child had Three Spirit Roots, so he was taken into the Zhao Clan Zhao Clan to cultivate."

"We, the direct descendants of the Qian Clan family, are able to eat meat every day in this Cold Wind Village thanks to the children with Spirit Root."

Upon hearing this, Ling Pengyun's eyes flickered slightly, and he muttered to himself.

"It seems that the Old Taoist Qian Yuan did not leave any spiritual objects for cultivation or for testing Spirit Root for these descendants. Otherwise, that descendant of the Qian Clan with Spirit Root would not have gone to his enemy's house to cultivate."

"That makes sense. If these mortals possessed spiritual objects, how could they possibly escape the search of the local Zhao Clan cultivators? Their true identities would likely be uncovered by following the clues."

After a moment's thought, a glint of light flashed in Ling Pengyun's eyes.

"Han Feng, who has joined the Zhao Clan, has quite strong Three Spirit Roots and has a chance to Foundation Establishment."

"The Zhao Clan's Old Ancestor at the Pseudo-Core Realm back then, although he was a pseudo-core cultivator, did not have an increased lifespan. He only had a lifespan of two hundred years, just like the Foundation Establishment."

"Decades ago, when the Zhao Clan no longer had that Old Ancestor to oversee things."

"The Zhao Clan is nothing but a toothless tiger. Perhaps Han Feng has a chance to destroy Zhao Clan..."

"We could try playing a game of chess that lasts for decades."

As for whether Han Feng would be discovered to possess the Qian Clan bloodline, Ling Pengyun didn't have too many concerns.

This land originally belonged to the Qian Clan, and most of the mortals here were members of the Qian Clan. It is perfectly normal for Han Feng to possess the bloodline of the Qian Clan.

At most, Han Feng will just not be given important positions in the Zhao Clan.

Subsequently, Ling Pengyun used his bewitching technique to leave behind only the little girl with Spirit Root and her parents, while dismissing the rest.

Once there were no outsiders around, Ling Pengyun waved to wake the little girl and her parents.

"You two are direct descendants of the Qian Clan Turtle Spirit Island, right? I have been entrusted by your Qian Clan family head Qian Qiuyuan, to help those of you Qian Clan descendants with Spirit Root to ascend to the path of immortality."

"Your daughter has Spirit Root. If you are willing to let her come with me, I can give her a great fortune."

Ling Pengyun waved his hand, took out the Qian Clan Token left by the Old Taoist Qian Yuan, handed it to the girl's parents, and said.

Qian Qiuyuan is the real name of "Old Taoist Qian Yuan".

When the girl's parents heard that Ling Pengyun was entrusted by Qian Qiuyuan of the Qian Clan Lineage and had Clan Token as proof, their faces lit up with joy, clearly indicating that they also knew the truth about the Qian Clan.

They were naturally unwilling to let their daughter marry into the Zhao Clan.

If a man from another family with Spirit Root enters the Zhao Clan, it's fine as long as his identity isn't discovered.

If a woman from another family with Spirit Root enters the Zhao Clan, she will surely become a member of the Zhao Clan in the future.

The girl's parents naturally did not want her to have a child for their enemy.

Immediately, the two agreed to let their daughter go with Ling Pengyun, a cultivator who had used cultivation techniques, to cultivate.

As for Qian Fei, she witnessed Ling Pengyun's ability to retrieve the Clan Head's token from his Storage Bag. In addition, she had a cousin who had entered the path of immortality, and she had heard about the power of cultivators from him.

She suddenly felt a longing in her heart for becoming a cultivator and gaining the ability to fly and escape into the earth.

"Immortal Elder, where is my clan Clan Head now?" The girl's father hesitated for a few moments before speaking.

"Qian Qiuyuan has already passed away; otherwise, it would not be me here today, but him," Ling Pengyun informed him.

Upon hearing this, the girl's parents' faces darkened, and they lowered their heads, remaining silent.

"Tomorrow morning, I will take your daughter and leave. I am going to a place that is tens of thousands of miles away. If your daughter achieves success in her cultivation, I will have her return to this place to visit you both."

"You should all have a good get-together tonight."

"Furthermore, I am here on behalf of Fellow Daoist Qian Qiuyuan. You'd better not spread this around, or your lives will be in danger."

After saying this, Ling Pengyun transformed into a Qing Feng and disappeared from Cold Wind Village, then found a desolate mountain to sit quietly.

The atmosphere became heavy for the family of three who were still on the wide, flat ground of Cold Wind Village.

Countless miles is a distance that is not short, beyond their imagination.

Perhaps today is the last time the three of them will be together.

It took the family of three quite a while to recover and return home.

Inside a quiet room in the house.

The father, who had a scholarly air and bright, piercing eyes, spoke to the little girl.

"Fei Er, now that you are about to embark on the path of immortality, it's time to tell you some things."

"Actually, my family and your other relatives are not surnamed Han, but Qian. Logically, you should be named Qian Fei."

"Our Qian Clan has a very distinguished history. Qian Clan one of the five major Foundation Establishment Family on Turtle Spirit Island decades ago. My father, who is also your Grandfather, was a Foundation Establishment cultivator in our Qian Clan."

"However, decades ago, the Zhao Clan on Turtle Spirit Island saw that my Qian Clan had suffered heavy losses in defending against the sea Demon Beast that rushed into Turtle Spirit Island, and they secretly attacked our Lineage."

"Your Grandfather died at the hands of the Zhao Clan. If you follow that Immortal Elder on the path of immortality and achieve great success in your cultivation, you will surely avenge the bloodstains on my Qian Clan clan."

"If you have not achieved anything, do not return to Turtle Spirit Island, lest you lose your life."

Qian Fei, who was only seven or eight years old at the time, was greatly surprised to hear about these things she had never heard of before.

She then looked at her mother, and seeing that her mother nodded in agreement, she was certain of the matter.

Because she had no Grandfather growing up and was not cared for by her Lineage, she did not attach much importance to avenging her Grandfather and her Lineage.

In addition, being so young, the initial shock quickly dissipated, leaving only the sadness of parting from her parents.

"Mom, I want to eat your cooking," Qian Fei said, her voice slightly choked with emotion.

"Okay, eat whatever you want. Is there anything else you'd like to eat?" Qian Clan asked, looking at her beloved daughter Qian Fei with heartache.

"I also want to eat the sweet preserves sold by Aunt Niu's family, and Uncle Ma's family's..." Qian Fei was still a child after all, and upon hearing her mother's words, she immediately told her all the foods she wanted to eat.

The mother, Qian Clan, agreed to all the requests her daughter made before her departure.

She immediately sent her father to buy it under the cover of night.

That night, the family of three didn't sleep, but sat together chatting.

The next day, early morning.

Ling Pengyun entered Cold Wind Village as promised and knocked on Qian Fei's door.

The Qian Fei family, who hadn't slept all night, also opened their door.

"Immortal Elder," Mr. and Mrs. Qian greeted Ling Pengyun with clasped hands.

Under the guidance of her parents, seven- or eight-year-old Qian Fei politely addressed Ling Pengyun as "Master."

This was the first time Ling Pengyun had been called "Master," and a slight smile appeared on his lips as he patted Qian Fei's head and said kindly.

Say goodbye to your parents.

Qian Fei nodded slightly, and immediately knelt down in front of her father and mother, her expression solemn.

"Father, Mother, after I leave, I will definitely cultivate diligently and achieve great success in my cultivation so that I can return to the island to visit you both."

"Good girl," Qian Fei Qian Fei's parents said, helping her up with heartache.

Ling Pengyun waved his hand and took out several pieces of gold and a Storage Bag, handing them to Mr. and Mrs. Qian, saying something.

"Keep the gold for yourselves, and give that bag to the Qian Clan, who is in the Han Feng Zhao Clan to cultivate."

Then, he grabbed Qian Fei and transformed into a phantom, leaving the place.

Qian Fei's parents stared in the direction the shadowy figure had disappeared, remaining stunned for a long time.