[Your descendant, Li Yaowen, has sent you a message. She says that in just two months, Chenxi's assassins will be willing to die for the family.] [Your descendant, Li Yaoqing, has sent you a message and asked whether you need assistance from the Thunder-Fire Demon Cave.]
Looking at the messages Li Yaoqing and Li Yaowen had sent through various channels, Li Xiang smiled.
For a moment, he felt as if he had finally experienced the power of family.
Yaoqing and Yaowen were both far from home. Yaoqing had to fend off the Demon Cultivators' ambushes every day. She had never been good at communicating with people and had only kept plants for company before. Yet now she was thriving on both sides, dealing with all kinds of powerful and dangerous people.
Yaowen had been fighting the tribulation brought down by the Heavenly Dao from the start. Even with him using 'Ancestral Patriarch's Warmth' and 'Ancestral Embrace' to keep her alive, she still looked as if she were on her last legs. She was as weak as a kitten, yet with that frail body, she had built a powerful organization.
They were all doing their part to add bricks and tiles to the family, each in their own way!
No matter where or when they were!
"I've received your heartfelt messages. Though you're not here, I, your ancestor, will take your place and win this battle. The Li Family is invincible!"
Never before had Li Xiang been so focused. He sat bolt upright in bed, and even the roast duck beside him had lost its appeal. He stared solemnly at the five-hundred-inch screen.
"Coo!"
Above the clouds, a group of thirteen black-clad figures flew on their swords. A bird's cry rang out in the distance. The handsome young