Paying Respects

"Clan Leader, isn't this a bit too exaggerated?"

Huashan County, Zhang Clan inner hall. Zhang Qingyuan said with a wry smile.

Even with his thick skin, a trace of embarrassment could not help surfacing on his face at this moment.

With his powerful divine sense, he could naturally scan everything happening on the vast family square several hundred meters away from the inner hall, a place capable of holding thousands.

A banquet was underway in the square.

Amid the sounds of toasting and congratulations,

the crowd buzzed like a boiling cauldron.

There were two to three thousand guests coming and going, while more guests continuously arrived outside bearing gifts. Congratulations rang out without end.

What a flourishing scene.

With his divine sense covering the banquet square, he could even clearly sense the low Spirit Essence Realm cultivators from "poor" families in the corners at the edges secretly putting away Spirit Rice.

Zhang Qingyuan did not care much about that.

Thinking back to when he had struggled and clawed his way through the low realms, he too had wished he could split one resource into two portions for use.

It was simply that this spectacle was a little too grand. To welcome his return, the Zhang Clan had practically notified every Cultivation Power in Huashan County.

The Zhang Family reigned supreme throughout Huashan County. The Cultivation Powers, large and small, scattered across the county's hundreds of towns basically survived by relying on the Zhang Family's favor. Thus, once the Zhang Family mobilized the county's Cultivation Powers, nearly all of them gathered here, shrouding all of Huashan County in an atmosphere of celebration and joy.

The scene was simply too grand. To Zhang Qingyuan, it felt like some rural town in his previous life's ancient era producing a successful provincial graduate or