PS: This chapter is an extra update for reader Lin Luoxin, who tipped 10,000 starting coins.
The Ningyuan Hall Su Family had kept itself hidden from the world for nearly ten thousand years. In Ningyuan Hall, status had never been determined by strength, but by bloodline.
Only members of the direct line were qualified to compare themselves with other members of the direct line. As for those of the collateral line, even if you had reached the Spirit Transformation Realm, you still couldn't compare with a direct-line disciple at the Postnatal Realm.
Originally, this was nothing unusual. The Su Family's collateral-line disciples had even grown accustomed to it. After all, so many years had passed that even they had come to believe they were inferior by nature: their blood was merely collateral, and they could never compare with the direct line.
As this way of thinking accumulated over the years, it became a habit. Eventually, they didn't dare show their anger, even when they felt it.
But now that the Su Family had left Ningyuan Hall, they realized they ought to have been given a higher status.
In the outside world, a Spirit Transformation Realm martial artist was qualified to found a sect.
It might only be a second-rate, minor power, but better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a bull. Being the honored ancestor of your own sect, ruling the roost on your own turf, had to be better than acting like someone else's lackey, right?
Besides, even if they didn't found a power of their own, Spirit Transformation Realm martial artists were still treated with the respect they deserved when serving as guests of other major powers.
To the aristocratic clans and great families that recruited guests, Spirit Transformation Realm martial artists were