Anticipation, How About Sealing the Mountain?

"What else could we feel? Move!" An elderly clansman with white hair exclaimed excitedly, his cane pounding the ground. "We've lived here for thousands of years, suffering generation after generation. Now we have the opportunity to go to the mainland, the protection of the Luozhen Sect, and the Totem Hall. This is the blessing of our First Ancestor!"

"Exactly! We have to move! For the sake of our people, for the sake of future generations!"

"Leader, don't hesitate! We trust Sect Leader Li!"

"..."

The clan elders were in unison like never before.

Zhi Qianshu nodded heavily, a resolute glint in his eyes. "Alright! Move it!"

He bowed deeply to the steward. "Please inform Sect Leader Li that the Biyuan clan is deeply grateful! The Biyuan clan will remember this kindness!"

"You're too kind, Chief." The steward quickly helped him up. "The Sect Leader also said that the sect will arrange all the vehicles and supplies needed for the relocation, and the fleet will also come to help transport the Biyuan people. Chief only needs to take stock of the population and pack up his belongings."

"Yes! Yes!" Zhi Qianshu nodded repeatedly, his eyes welling up with tears.

He had thought the tribe would decline after the beast tide, but he never expected that Sect Leader Li would give them such a great fortuitous opportunity.

In the following days, the entire Biyuan Tribe to pack up their belongings, dismantle tents, and escort the wounded.

Three days later, the transport fleet sent by the Luozhen Sect arrived in Hanyuan.

Twenty large transport ships slowly descended, their hatches wide open, steadily catching the tribespeople and supplies.

The elderly, children, and women were given priority to board the ships, while the soldiers carefully carried the tribe's totem pole onto the largest ship.

Zhi Qianshu stood at the bow of the ship, gazing at his homeland gradually receding into the distance, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

There's a sense of reluctance to leave, but even more so, there's anticipation for the future.

The transport ship was extremely fast; about two hours later,

"Chief, look! The Verdant Fertile Plain is just ahead!" a young soldier shouted excitedly.

Zhi Qianshu looked up.

Below stretched an endless green plain, with rivers meandering like jade ribbons, fertile land, and lush vegetation.

The concentration of Spiritual Qi was more than ten times higher than that of the Cold Plains.

In the center of the plain, a neat row of houses has been built, with blue bricks and gray tiles, spacious and bright.

"This... this is where we'll be from now on?" a tribesman murmured, unable to believe his eyes.

"It's better than a dream!"

The fleet slowly descended.

The sect's stewards were already waiting by the side, leading the Biyuan clan members to their accommodations.

Each household has its own courtyard, complete with pots, pans, grains, and bedding.

The tribe's public areas and sacrificial plaza have also been reserved, located directly in front of the future Totem Hall.

On the first day after settling in, Zhi Qianshu, along with several clan elders, personally went to Luozhen City to thank Li Yunjing.

In the Luozhen Hall, after hearing Zhi Qianshu's gratitude, Li Yunjing waved his hand and said, "It was nothing. The Biyuan clan deserves a stable place to live."

He paused, then said, "I have already arranged for the Artifact Hall and the Array Masters to prepare for the Totem Hall. The location is north of your sacrificial square, and the groundbreaking ceremony will be held in three days."

If your clan has elders familiar with the stories of your ancestor and the rules of ancestral worship, they can communicate with the craftsmen in advance and build according to your customs.

"Thank you, Sect Leader Li! Thank you, Sect Leader Li!" Zhi Qianshu was so excited that he was about to bow again.

Li Yunjing helped him up and said with a smile, "From now on, we're all family. No need to be so polite. Focus on your development. If you encounter any difficulties, feel free to speak to the sect's miscellaneous affairs hall."

"Why!"

When Zhi Qianshu left the main hall, his back was ramrod straight.

He knew in his heart that the good days for the Biyuan clan were truly coming.

Li Yunjing stood in the hall, his fingertips stroking his chin, his gaze slightly deep.

The Totem Hall is a new building that Li Yunjing plans to construct after relocating the Biyuan clan here.

Li Yunjing had high expectations for the Totem Hall, wondering what kind of magical effects it could bring.

"Construction will begin in three days... Resources are plentiful right now, and it's estimated that the project will significantly improve its level after completion."

Li Yunjing's lips curled slightly, and he had already made up his mind.

In contrast to the Luozhen Province, the atmosphere in the Primordial Beginning Valley deep in the Great Wilderness was solemn.

Inside the Primordial Beginning Divine Hall, the candlelight was dim.

Sect Leader Ling Taixuan sat upright in the main seat, his face grim.

Below, four Supreme Elders sat in a row, with the one in the lead being Patriarch Xuanji.

After being injured by the Northern Dark True Spirit, he secluded himself for half a year to recuperate, barely managing to recover 60-70% of his strength.

Today is the monthly meeting, but the atmosphere inside the hall is several times lower than usual.

"Tell me, what's the situation outside?" Ling Taixuan's hoarse voice broke the silence.

An elder on the left stood up, bowed, and reported, "Reporting to the Luozhen Sect leader, the Luozhen Province, and the Biyuan tribe has been settled in the Verdant Fertile Plain Biyuan Tribe. The population of the prefecture has exceeded 600,000."

Fallen Star Ore has doubled, and the Artifact Hall is expanding its fleet; it is said that the second batch of thirty-six escort ships will be ready for service within the year.

"Also, the Luozhen Sect recently produced a True Disciple named Gu Xuan. She is exceptionally talented, Spirit Transformation Peak at a young age. She is the number one among the younger generation of the Luozhen Sect."

"More importantly, Li Yunjing recently emerged from seclusion and has already reached the Void Refinement Perfection. It is estimated that he is only one step away from Tribulation Transcendence."

After the last sentence was spoken, the hall fell even quieter.

Patriarch Xuanji clenched his fist, his knuckles turning white.

Void Refinement Perfection...

He risked his life, but only Early Tribulation Transcendence, and even fell in cultivation level due to injury.

Li Yunjing, a junior, has actually touched the threshold of Tribulation Transcendence?

"Damn it!" Ling Taixuan slammed his hand on the armrest. "Only half a year! How could he possibly have improved so quickly!"

No one answered.

The facts are right in front of you; you have no choice but to believe them.

Another elder gave a wry smile, "It's not just fast, Luozhen Province has the blessing of Immortal Vein and the help of the ten Ancestral Vein. Luozhen Sect is simply soaring up like a rocket."

If this continues, in a few years they might even build a seventh state.

"The Seventh State..." Ling Taixuan muttered to himself, his face growing increasingly grim.

Back then, when the Primordial Beginning Dao Sect was unsealed and emerged into the world, its goals were incredibly ambitious.

First, seize the Immortal Vein, then establish the sixth state, sweep across the Five Provinces with thunderous force, regain control of the Dao Realm, and restore the glory of the High Antiquity Primordial Era.

But reality slapped them hard in the face.

Forget about regaining control of the Dao Realm; the plan stumbled right from the start.

The Immortal Vein were seized by the Luozhen Sect, the Sixth State was established by Li Yunjing, and even the Ancestral Vein True Spirit are on the other side.

What about the Primordial Beginning Dao Sect? They've been holed up in this Primordial Beginning Valley, not daring to go out for half a year, like turtles hiding their heads in the sand.

"We can't go on like this," Patriarch Xuanji said in a deep voice. "If we wait any longer, the Luozhen Sect will only grow stronger, and we'll never have a chance to rise above them."

"What are your thoughts, Ancestor?" Ling Taixuan asked hastily.

Patriarch Xuanji opened his mouth, then held it back.

What can he do?

Fight? We can't win.

Li Yunjing possesses the Semi-Immortal Artifact Pure Subtlety Spiritual Banner, and is also protected by the true spirit of the Northern Darkness Ancestral Vein. He was defeated even when Li Yunjing personally took action last time, and now that his injuries have not yet healed, he is no match for him.

Unite with other sects? The Daozhen Sect has already been wiped out, and the remaining sects are too busy avoiding the Luozhen Sect to dare to cause trouble with them.

Joining the Immortal Alliance? Even more impossible.

The Primordial Beginning Dao Sect has always been arrogant, considering itself the High Antiquity lineage of antiquity. How could it possibly submit to the Immortal Alliance?

Besides, the Immortal Alliance and the Luozhen Sect are in cahoots; siding with the Immortal Alliance would be like walking into a trap.

Silence fell once again in the hall.

After a long pause, Ling Taixuan said dejectedly, "How about... we seal off the mountain again, close off Primordial Beginning Valley, reinforce the seal, and hide for a hundred or two hundred years?"

"We'll come out again after the God-Slaying Tribulation and the Luozhen Sect have finished their turmoil."