After hearing the introduction, Bai Yujun felt as though she had been listening to a story.
Ren Canghai had once been a renowned cultivator in Liang Kingdom. He had cultivated to the Golden Core Stage—do not underestimate the Golden Core Stage. In the now withering Cultivation World, such strength qualified one as a master. Born a Rogue Cultivator, he had risen to fame and helped the ruler of Liang Kingdom conquer the land and establish a kingdom.
Now that the various states had more or less reached a stalemate and the situation had gradually stabilized, Ren Canghai no longer roamed about. He devoted himself wholeheartedly to founding an Aristocratic Clan. Disdain it as one might, no one would refuse the chance to become a powerful clan.
The Ren family had truly basked in unrivaled glory. Ren Canghai called the king brother and was a master in his own right. He built lavish estates and took beautiful concubines. Perhaps the higher one's cultivation, the harder it was to leave behind descendants; he had only one son, upon whom Ren Canghai poured all his heart and soul. To demonstrate the closeness between their two households, the king specifically betrothed a Princess to Ren Canghai's son.
This was what they meant by reaching the pinnacle of life. Rising from a lone Rogue Cultivator with no one to rely on into an Aristocratic Clan had made countless people green with envy.
As the saying went, after the peak came the downhill slope. Especially since those old Aristocratic Clans would never allow an upstart to come in and take a share of the pie. Even if they had no masters of their own, they had schemes and calculating minds.
For no apparent reason, Ren Canghai, this Golden Core master, died.
Overnight, violent wind and torrential