Previously, he had only caught a fleeting glimpse of Cloud Dream City from the Wind Chaser Falcon. But now, standing at the entrance of the Zhou Family estate, he could overlook the entire city.
Below, the city was brightly lit, with jade towers and pavilions rising high. Even though it was nighttime, the streets were bustling with people. Despite the distance, Oliver Chen could vaguely hear the shouts and calls of vendors.
Looking further, a river bisected Cloud Dream City, its calm waters gathering in one corner to form a sizable lake.
Around the lake, boats with lanterns and paintings were docked, and on them, people sang and danced gracefully.
The bustling scene left Oliver momentarily dazed, but he quickly regained his composure and refocused on the Zhou Family estate before him.
After unloading all the Blood Rice, Anthony Zhou finally noticed Oliver standing behind him.
Seeing the dazed look in Oliver’s eyes, a faint smile appeared on Anthony’s lips.
“A small clan is just a small clan. They haven’t even seen the true strength of the Zhou Family and are already awestruck.”
“Take him to the guest room for the night,” Anthony instructed a nearby clan member after a moment of thought.
The guest rooms were generally used to entertain visitors. In Anthony’s eyes, Oliver wasn’t exactly a guest of the family, but considering what his uncle had mentioned earlier, Anthony didn’t mind showing off the family’s grandeur and strength.
Led by a Zhou Family member, Oliver quickly entered the estate.
Along the way, Oliver saw many things he had never seen before. Within the family grounds, numerous Blood Condensation Realm Warriors patrolled regularly.
They wore exquisite armor, their expressions solemn. The swords and knives in their hands gleamed faintly under the lights, clearly well-crafted weapons.
His father had told him that even weapons had different levels.
From the most common iron tools to sharp weapons forged from rare minerals, and the highest-grade divine weapons made from materials of high-level fierce beasts.
These divine weapons were not ordinary; they were used by warriors in the Spirit Condensation Realm.
Ordinary iron tools could be forged hundreds or thousands of times, becoming sharper and harder with each layer, suitable for Innate Realm warriors to channel their Qi and Blood.
Sharp weapons needed to withstand a warrior’s Inner Qi and could enhance certain combat skills, making them suitable for warriors in the Five Stages of Qi Control.
Divine weapons were said to possess intelligence and were often wielded by Spirit Condensation Realm warriors. Ordinary people couldn’t fathom their mysteries.
As for the weapons currently used by his clan, they probably hadn’t even reached the level of the most basic iron tools. They were merely hard, but most of the time, they were less effective than a warrior’s fists.
Oliver sighed inwardly, wondering when his clan would develop to such a level.
Before long, Oliver was led to the Zhou Family’s guest room.
Though it was just a guest room, it was quite luxurious. The walls were adorned with exquisite paintings, and the room was filled with a faint incense that was refreshing. Even the bedding was as smooth as silk, with beautiful patterns.
However, Oliver wasn’t particularly moved by these; he found the sharp iron tools more appealing.
A warrior must temper their mind. Where they lived shouldn’t affect their dedication to martial arts.
He believed that given time, his clan would surely develop to this level, or even better.
Remembering the task his clan had given him, Oliver didn’t sleep. Instead, he began practicing his internal technique, striving to advance in his realm.
After the elders in his clan were revived, the clan’s Triple Xuan Technique had gained three more stages, reaching six stages.
The Six-Stage Xuan Technique could break through to the Five Stages of Qi Control. Unfortunately, the clan’s inheritance had been lost, and it couldn’t help him much in this regard. He had to rely on his own understanding.
But he was only in the early stages of the Innate Realm, still a distance away from the Internal Qi Realm.
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In the ancestral hall, as the scene before them gradually faded and disappeared, Ethan Chen and the others, who had been watching the light screen, also withdrew their gazes.
Although they had anticipated it, the scene they had just witnessed still left them in awe.
The Zhou Family was indeed not something the current Chen Clan could compare to. Perhaps only the clan at its peak could have matched it.
Unfortunately, they had never witnessed the clan’s peak period.
It was hard not to feel regret.
But Ethan quickly shook off these emotions, his resolve growing stronger.
As the Clan Chief, he was determined to make the clan powerful.
Only a strong clan could prevent other families from dominating them.
After a brief prayer, Ethan and the others left the ancestral hall.
The beautiful scenes in the light screen and the vast gap between the two families didn’t dampen their spirits; instead, it motivated them even more.
After they left, the many living souls in the ancestral hall also sighed.
They had seen the scenes in the light screen, but unfortunately, they couldn’t help the clan now. They could only strive to absorb more Yin Qi, strengthen themselves, and hope to contribute to the clan next time.
Recently, another clan member had broken through to the Innate Realm in soul form.
This was worth celebrating. At least they had more time to cultivate each day compared to the living clan members.
They didn’t need to eat or sleep. Whether it was day or night, they could absorb Yin Qi, only differing in the amount.
Moreover, many clan members had discovered that they seemed to have no bottlenecks in their realms. As long as there was enough Yin Qi, they could naturally break through without getting stuck at any stage.
If the clan’s conditions allowed, they would have advised their descendants to come over sooner.
Above, Noah Ji felt speechless as he sensed the thoughts of these soul clan members.
But recalling the scenes he had just seen, Noah also felt a bit of longing. The Chen Clan had too few people, and he had almost finished eating all the melons recently. The days without absorbing moonlight were becoming quite dull.
The light screen just now was a small supernatural power Noah used by borrowing the incense energy from the Sophora Leaf.
As long as the clan members prayed, he could use the incense energy from the leaf to observe their surroundings.
If Noah used the incense energy to create a golden body, he could transmit his power from afar and manifest his divine power when using this attached supernatural power.
But for now, he could only watch like a TV.
Still, it was good for the current Chen Clan. At least they could directly see the outside world and the strength of the Zhou Family.
As June approached, the weather gradually warmed, but the temperature in the Chen Clan remained low.
In recent days, the clan had returned to its previous routine.
During the day, they repaired roads and prepared for the planting of summer Blood Rice and grain rice. At night, they returned to the ancestral hall to watch TV.
Life was manageable.
With the light screen, Ethan and the others no longer worried about Oliver’s safety. After all, they could see his situation every day.
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