Cloudsong Prefecture, Haoran Prefecture.
This was the Wang Family's core domain. The entire prefecture sprawled across an immense expanse, comparable to four or five ordinary prefectures.
Even some weaker prefectures were not as large as Haoran Prefecture.
The central city of Haoran Prefecture was filled with academies.
The Upper Academy taught the principles of immortal cultivation, while the Lower Academy taught humanistic sentiment.
At this moment, several cultivators hurried into the Wang Family Dao Academy of the Upper Academy.
They were none other than Wang Xuanming, Wang Xuanmeng, and Wang Xinchen.
They had indeed been intimidated back then. Now that they had returned to the Central Region, the more they thought about it, the more impossible it seemed. The Ye Family had been suppressed to such a state by Penglai Profound Heaven, and Ye Jingcheng had already fallen.
Yet Wang Xuanming still felt that something was off. Thus, without stopping for a moment, he had rushed to Haoran Prefecture.
Before long, Wang Xianzhi, the current head of the Grand Wang Family, strolled in.
"Uncle Xianzhi's aura is truly growing stronger by the day. It seems you will break through and yield your position to Brother Xuanqiu before many years have passed." Wang Xuanming flattered him with a hint of envy.
Wang Xuanqiu was Wang Xianzhi's descendant and also a strong candidate for the next family head.
"You slippery brat, get to the point. Don't think I don't know what you're after."
Wang Xianzhi naturally knew that Wang Xuanming would not visit without cause, so he directly cut off his continued flattery. Given the latter's skill in this regard, he could go on for days and nights without repeating himself.
"Let me also remind you: competition among the branches is good, but you must remember that within the Wang Family, the