Central Heaven Continent, Ten Thousand Gourd Forest.
Inside a certain secret chamber, Han Zhangxiang was teaching Han Longyan the art of artifact refinement.
Han Longyan sat before a red meditation cushion. A pale golden cauldron stood before him, more than half of it engulfed in crimson flames that radiated astonishing heat.
Han Zhangxiang stood in a corner without saying a word.
After a while, Han Longyan formed a hand seal. The lid of the golden cauldron flew up, and three round beads glittering with golden light flew out, giving off astonishing fluctuations of fire spiritual energy.
"High-grade magic treasures!"
Han Longyan let out a breath of turbid air, delight on his face.
"A set of high-grade magic treasures. Not bad."
Han Zhangxiang praised him. What mattered most to a clan was having successors to carry on its legacy.
"It is all thanks to the clan chief's guidance. Given time, your grandson will certainly refine a spirit treasure."
Han Longyan was brimming with confidence. He had already formed his Nascent Soul.
Han Zhangxiang nodded. Han Longyan was more confident, while Han Zhongxin was comparatively modest. Their environments growing up had been different, as had the strength of their clans and the cultivators they encountered. Naturally, their personalities differed as well.
"All right, practice more. I hope you can refine a spirit treasure soon."
Han Zhangxiang offered a word of encouragement, then turned and left.
As soon as he returned to his residence, he saw Han Fangyuan standing at the entrance with an anxious expression.
"Fangyuan, what happened?"
Han Zhangxiang asked.
"Clan Chief, Senior Cao Yundong has arrived. He is in the reception hall, and Ancestor Benfu is receiving him."
Han Fangyuan replied truthfully.
"Fellow Daoist Cao? Understood. Go attend to your duties."
Han Zhangxiang waved a hand and headed to the