A Return to Stability!

The transformation of the Spirit Rat Line is far from over.

However, the news of the Lord Rat repairing the Dao of Wind spread throughout the Northern Mountain Range.

Initially, the different ethnic groups reacted differently.

On the other end of the Kuang Dou, after hearing the gist of the story, he was still somewhat puzzled. "What's wrong with Lord Rat? Why does he have to start all over again..."

"This round trip has wasted at least thirty or forty years. The lifespan of a rat demon is not much different from that of Human Race at the Foundation Establishment, so it's truly been a major blow."

As for the five branches of the bear family, their opinions differ.

Lei Nu scratched his head and kept quiet. The Lightning Bear Line had never cared about such things; they only cared about their Shi Jian!

As for Shi Mo and Shi Pan, they remained silent as well.

Only the Xiong Shan, belonging to the Primordial Line, could truly understand the bitterness of this situation, and couldn't help but sigh, "These rats are all cowardly, yet they don't know they possess the ambition of a swan!"

As it turns out, this plan actually succeeded.

After four years of seclusion, although his cultivation level had dropped by one minor realm, his spirit and energy were completely different from what they were four years ago.

The Sun and Zhao families naturally heard some rumors about this matter.

Zhao Yanshan, holding a teacup, said to Sun Mao with emotion:

"As expected of the Lord Rat, he is indeed favored by the Ancestor. Senior, you are truly decisive."

Sun Mao put down the ledger in his hand, his tone meaningful. "The Lord Rat is holding back his anger. Among the earliest batch of Demon Beast who followed the Ancestor, Kuang Dou has already Foundation Establishment Late Stage."

"And he's still stuck in the same place. Anyone would feel bad in that situation."

"Now that this change has taken the right path, things will likely go beyond just this in the future."

Zhao Yanshan stroked his chin. "Do you think the layout of the Northern Mountain Range will change in the future?"

Sun Mao didn't answer, he just smiled.

Whether the overall situation changes or not is actually not that important to them. As long as the patriarch is lying on Purple Firmament Peak, the sky will not fall.

Whether it's the five lineages of the Bear family or the two lineages of the Dog and Rat families.

Even in the Beast Pasturing Mountain, the various demon tribes kept there may seem numerous and powerful, but their core leader is still the Ancestor!

As long as the ancestor is still alive, the various branches and lineages of this demon realm will not fall into chaos.

The Lord Rat, on the other hand, was so busy he barely had time to breathe.

Successfully transferring the equipment for repair is only the first step.

There are countless things to do next.

There are more than 3,000 rat demons in the spirit rat lineage. It is impossible for them all to convert to the wind path. It is also unrealistic. Some rat demons have practiced the earth escape method for most of their lives, and they are just earthy in their bones.

Letting it repair the Dao of Wind is like forcing a fish to climb a tree.

The Lord Rat's plan was very pragmatic: the older generation should continue with their existing practices and stop making trouble. It would be excellent for them to pursue other Dao Path cultivation and broaden their horizons.

The focus of the reforms was placed on the cubs.

Those "Wind Rat" cubs born near the Blessed Land of the Dao of Wind are the future.

This batch of pups originally numbered in the thousands, but after several rounds of elimination, only about thirty pups have survived...

These cubs have all transformed into demons.

Its spirituality far surpasses that of ordinary rat demons, and its fur is bluish-gray with a constant, unwavering aura at the tip of its tail. It runs silently...

The Lord Rat goes to the bottom of the valley every day to check.

Watch those fluffy youngsters chase and pounce on each other, watch them tumble and frolic in the wind's Spiritual Qi, sensing the Dao of Wind...

Each time he looked, the Lord Rat's eyes shone brighter.

"Grow up healthy and strong, all of you."

"The future of our people rests on your generation..."

The Lord Rat squatted on a high spot at the mouth of the valley, its whiskers fluttering slightly in the wind.

I feel great after doing so much!

In the blink of an eye, another three years have passed.

The Spirit Rat Line is making steady progress, and the wind pillars in the Dao of Wind Blessed Land have grown from five feet to nine feet, a growth rate 30% faster than expected.

We were also fortunate to have received help from the Sun Clan.

The Zhao Clan has now allied themselves with the Black Dog Line, and with the Spirit Rat Line showing signs of renewed prosperity, the Sun Clan immediately extended an olive branch.

Clearly, this is an attempt to deepen ties with the Spirit Rat Line.

For the past three years, a batch of wind-elemental spiritual materials has been sent back every year. Although the quality is mediocre, the quantity is generous.

Each batch thrown into the pit can give the pillar of wind a breath of fresh air, allowing it to continuously strengthen its energy and form the initial shape of a new blessed Blessed Land.

Meanwhile, Lord Rat's own cultivation level is steadily recovering, and it seems that in another two or three years, he will be able to return to the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage.

By then.

Lord Rat fighting strength is probably double that of the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage back then. In just ten years, he has undergone a complete transformation!

Everything is getting better.

Life in the Northern Mountain Range was so peaceful it almost felt unreal.

Until—one day.

The world changed color.

The thunderclouds above Purple Firmament Peak suddenly expanded to more than three times their normal size.

Golden lightning bolts raged through the clouds, one after another shattering the entire sky into pieces...

The earth trembled.

The Spiritual Qi within a radius of three hundred miles surged towards Purple Firmament Peak like madmen, forming a long river of Spiritual Qi that blotted out the sky.

All the spirit beasts in the Northern Mountain Range, regardless of their cultivation level, prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling as if in worship.

That oppressive aura was terrifying.

It is heavier, deeper, and more magnificent than ever before!

"Ancestor... has broken through!"

The Lord Rat sprang out of the cave, looked up at Purple Firmament Peak, and its fur stood on end.

Rumble!

Purple-gold lightning shot into the sky, piercing the heavens; the lightning converged, and a storm appeared!

At that moment, the entire Cloud Sword Mountain Range witnessed it...

The disciples of White Cloud Temple Southern Mountain Range walked out of the temple gates and looked up at the purple-gold pillar of light on the northern horizon, their faces filled with horror.