A few days later.
Liu Clan's main residence.
For the Liu Clan, this recent period had been like a hellish nightmare, with one misfortune after another crashing down upon them.
Now, panic had spread throughout the Liu Clan.
All their major businesses had retreated into their shells. Whether middle-management stewards and chief stewards or lowly laborers and tenant farmers, all were deeply demoralized. Even their routine basic work was being completed poorly.
It was hardly surprising. Rumors were spreading everywhere that the Wang Clan was rising, while the Liu-Zhao Clans were about to collapse.
Yet the Liu-Zhao Clans seemed as though they had been possessed, making no moves and offering no counterattack, as if they had already accepted the situation.
But only the true core members of the Liu-Zhao Clans knew what they were actually planning.
The doors of a secluded courtyard slowly opened.
A plainly dressed middle-aged man emerged. He had a robust build, and he walked with the stride of a dragon and tiger, immensely imposing. His bright eyes radiated sharp, powerful vigor.
He was Liu Shenghao, the successor to the Spirit Platform Realm whom the Liu Clan had painstakingly cultivated for decades.
Clan Leader Liu Shengye, who had been waiting here, brightened and stepped forward with cupped hands. "Brother, you emerged from seclusion at this time. Could it be that you are already confident in breaking through? If your cultivation has not been polished smooth enough, it would be better to wait. Our Liu Clan can still afford to endure."
"Shengye, you have worked hard for everything." Liu Shenghao's eyes brimmed with powerful confidence. "A sword had been sharpened for decades. I am already highly confident that I can advance into the Spirit Platform Realm. Bring me the Heaven Spirit Pill and the supporting spirit pills. Today