All successful families knew that having a sufficient number of lower-level cultivators was the key to a family's rise.
So even if the Xiong Clan still had a Body Integration Stage ancestor who had not fallen and returned someday, what could he do if he found that everyone in the family was gone?
He might vent his fury, but if he realized the opposing force also had a Body Integration Stage cultivator, he would probably let it pass—an ideal chance to sever mortal ties.
Moreover, given a Body Integration Stage ancestor's cultivation, it would be difficult for him to produce another family—the higher one's cultivation, the harder it was to have children.
Xiong Yijun knew well that once the Spirit Plant Path became serious, the Xiong Clan could not withstand it. But... how could the clan's Nascent Soul cultivators simply commit suicide?
At that moment, a Second-Layer Nascent Soul kun cultivator spoke solemnly. "My Wei Clan of the Minor World demands... that the Xiong Clan execute twenty True Immortals!"
Damn it. Wei Sancai stared at Qian Zhong in astonishment, his mouth slightly open. What did she mean by that?
Yet he did not know how to excuse himself. In a sense, the Yao Clan was even more mysterious than the Xiong Clan. Heavenly Zither might still be able to find a few people who knew of the Elder Xiong Clan—there were several who knew Xiong Nantì—but far too few knew about the Yao Clan.
Take Qian Zhong, for example... even Wei Sancai himself had not known that the Yao Clan possessed such a mighty figure.
She had even dared to say that because she was confident Can Sheng could not possibly be recognized, allowing her to impersonate someone else.
Wei Sancai felt utterly helpless, but he could not show it.