The Clan Leader personally led the way, explaining the changes of recent years to Feng Ran in detail.
Along the way, every Wood Demon who saw Feng Ran revealed a look of worship.
"Father, wasn't our family's cave dwelling originally here?"
Feng Ran pointed at a hill and asked.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man beside Feng Ran said happily, "Our family's cave dwelling was moved to the Holy Mountain eighty years ago."
"If you want to move back, we can move back today."
Looking at the father before him, Feng Ran felt an even stronger sense of unfamiliarity.
Having long since reached the Seventh Heaven Quasi-Emperor realm, Feng Ran naturally saw through his father's cultivation at a glance.
Immortal King Seventh Grade—three minor realms higher than a hundred years ago.
Judging from his aura, the clan must have provided quite a few cultivation resources.
"No need. Living on the Holy Mountain is quite nice."
"By the way, Clan Leader, although the Wood Demon Tribe is developing rather well now, there is still plenty of room to grow."
"I have already discussed matters with Linlang Blessed Land and the Beast Race Alliance of the Pill Epoch. I want the Wood Demon Tribe to cooperate with these two factions."
"As for the channels, the Five Tigers Group will send people to negotiate."
"Fine, we'll listen to you. After all, you are already the next Clan Leader of the Wood Demon Tribe."
"The future of the Wood Demon Tribe is all in your hands."
The Clan Leader readily agreed to Feng Ran's suggestion.
Looking at this Fourth Heaven Quasi-Emperor Clan Leader, Feng Ran suddenly felt an indescribable frustration in his heart.
Sensing the change in his son's mood, Feng Ran's father said painfully, "Son!"
"Seeing you achieve what you have today, your father