The Wenren Immortal Clan was a vast Hidden World power.
People in the Imperial Capital called it "the immortal clan that rose beneath a woman's skirts."
The Wenren Family had existed longer than the dynasty itself, surviving all this time because it knew how to stay out of worldly affairs. Its members had always treated others kindly, much like Wenren Jiuyue had in the Western Border years ago, humble to a fault.
Kindness was one thing, but the clan had also earned plenty of criticism. When humanity fought the Witch Tribe and the Demon Race, the Zishu Family had repeatedly asked the Wenren Family for help. The Wenren Family had turned a deaf ear, as though it had gone mute.
Years after the dynasty was founded, the Wenren Family shamelessly befriended it. In time, even the Human Emperor gradually forgot how the family had stood by and watched.
The clan was enormous, its descendants too numerous to count. Once its children left the Wenren Family's blessed domain, some even gradually forgot their own surname. Under the Human Emperor's suppression, the clan's inheritances and resources could support no more than two Body Integration cultivators.
Only after the clan helped Wenren Xianyi become empress did the Wenren Family truly begin to rise and become an important part of the dynasty.
Now.
Beneath an ancient tree in the Wenren Immortal Clan's blessed domain, its middle-aged-looking clan leader, Wenren Yiyuan, asked calmly, "How long until we reach the Heavenly Palace?"
He sipped tea beneath the tree. Everything happening in the Imperial Capital seemed to be under his control.
Seeing their clan leader so composed, the many Wenren descendants kneeling before him felt reassured. The Wenren Family owed its present standing to him, they thought. He was the empress's father, and much of her present