The people from the Beiyuan Dugu Clan left in disgruntled silence. After Su Xin had thanked them, Lin Zongyue, Mahasthamaprapta Master, and the others also departed.
Su Mingqi turned to Su Xin. "Family Head, what should we do now?"
The collateral disciples were feeling somewhat uncertain.
Although Su Xin had become their family head, they had no idea how he intended to arrange things for them.
After all, the Su Family Ancestor was dead, and a great many of the direct line had perished. Their Ningyuan Hall Su Family had gone from a top-tier power in the Martial Arts World to its current awkward position—not strong enough to stand at the top, yet not weak enough to be insignificant.
"First, sort out everything in the Su Family's Scripture Depository," Su Xin said.
Su Mingqi nodded and immediately led the others to the Scripture Depository to organize the inherited texts, some precious treasures, and the rest.
All these years, the collateral branches had not even been allowed near the Scripture Depository. Even they had no idea what it contained.
Su Xin watched from the side. When everyone had cleared out the Scripture Depository, he furrowed his brow.
The entire Su Family had now moved even the Bloodline Array to Wutong Mountain. All their treasures were here, yet there were surprisingly few of them.
It wasn't that the collateral branches had hidden anything away, or that the Su Family had buried its treasures somewhere else. The truth was that this was all the Su Family had left in its collection.
For the past ten thousand years, the Su Family had been living off its old reserves.
Other powers in the Martial Arts World also used up cultivation resources, but they could earn more through their own strength. They didn't simply consume without