At this moment, faced with everyone's questioning, the eldest of the Xuan Clan did not rush to answer.
Instead, he took out a thick book and opened it.
Countless names were recorded within.
Without exception, every one of them began with the character Xuan.
Clearly, it was something akin to a clan genealogy.
What it recorded were all surviving members of the Xuan Clan, whether from the main branch or collateral branches.
Generally speaking, the higher one's cultivation, the harder it was to produce descendants.
For that reason, there were few high-level clan factions across the myriad worlds.
Not to mention Mahayana Stage factions.
Yet the Xuan Family Old Ancestor was an exception.
Though he was a Mahayana Stage existence, he unexpectedly had many descendants.
In a single generation, he had eighteen sons and twenty-four daughters.
By the second generation, the number had directly soared into the hundreds.
Clearly, the difficulty of bearing descendants simply did not exist for the Xuan Clan.
The eldest of the Xuan Clan did not turn any further pages, stopping at the very first one.
Xuan Yi, Xuan San, Xuan Four... all the way to Xuan Forty-two were written there.
Evidently, these were the forty-two members of the Xuan Clan's first generation.
Yet for some reason, the names of the first generation of the Xuan Clan were all designated by numbers.
But upon counting carefully, one would discover—
There were not forty-two people. More than half the names had vanished, leaving only blank spaces in the genealogy.
Yet at this moment, Xuan Yi's actions left everyone baffled.
He had summoned them here for no reason, then brought out the clan genealogy for no reason.
"Eldest Brother, what exactly are you trying to say?"
"What am I trying to say? Can't you see that Twelfth Elder's