Azure Departure Mountain.
Fang Daoling had barely returned when he gathered the Lineage together and showed them the land deed in his hand.
"Our Fang Family has gained another foothold."
Fang Wujiu stroked the deed, stamped with the seal of Deathless Temple. Joy filled his face, and he could hardly bear to put it down.
"Good, good... The younger generation is so capable these days. Perhaps another will establish a Dao Foundation someday..."
Le Mingxue was smiling too.
Fang Shanglin, now an old man who looked even older than Le Mingxue, stood silently in a corner.
As he looked at the Lineage today, his feelings were hard to describe.
If I'd succeeded in establishing my Dao Foundation back then and revived the Lineage, perhaps it would have looked like this?
The future belongs to Daoling and the others...
Fang Shanglin smiled bitterly, but at last he let go of his regrets.
Though he had once squandered the family's fortunes, seeing Fang Daoling restore its standing now gave him some comfort...
In the next instant, a shaft of cold moonlight fell upon Qingli.
Every cultivator in the hall seemed to turn into a statue.
A bead of sweat ran down Fang Daoling's cheek. His grandfather was still stroking the deed, a gratified smile on his face, but he did not move. Fear slowly filled Fang Daoling's eyes.
Then the moonlight gathered into a bodhisattva who seemed the very embodiment of its glow.
A wondrous power spread outward, bearing the weight of a thousand jun, and forced every member of the Fang Family to their knees.
"Praise to Moonlight White Tara, whose Qingjing's Three-Realm Glazed Body shines with compassion upon the pure lands of all heavens, her merit beyond measure..."
At that moment, the Qi Ingestion cultivators were like insects trapped in