Seeing Qing Chen's expression shift slightly, as though pleased, Qing An hurriedly continued:
"Eldest Brother, since our younger sister's son Qing Yun came here, he cast cultivation to the back of his mind and spent his days immersed in women, song, hounds, and horses.
"Still, that did make his descendants plentiful. After all, he took large quantities of medicinal pills that aided fertility, and his cultivation was low, so they took effect easily.
"With the Demon Lotus Sect's help, I found him more than twenty female Qi Refining cultivators. In forty years, his branch alone produced over eighty children and grandchildren, most of whom have already grown into adults."
"Though Qing Yun neglected his proper pursuits, he had a spiritual root, and the Dao companions he found all had spiritual roots too.
"So, of every four or five children he fathered, one had a spiritual root.
"Unfortunately, a few years ago, excessive indulgence depleted his body, and he actually passed away in bed. Ah, what a lamentable end.
"He was only in his fifties. Had his cultivation been a little higher, at the late Qi Refining stage, he certainly wouldn't have died so early."
"Fortunately, the Dao companions his descendants found all have spiritual roots as well. Including my branch, our Qing Household now has twenty-six younger descendants with spiritual roots."
Qing An grew more excited as he spoke. "The lineage's foundation is now in place. Eldest Brother, I'm confident that in another twenty or thirty years, that number will rise considerably.
"As long as our supply of resources keeps pace, in less than a century, our Qing Household will surely rival those Foundation Establishment lineages that have stood for hundreds of years!"
Qing Chen nodded slightly and asked, "Have all these descendants with spiritual roots taken the Blood Furnace