Mysterious mirror hanging high

Song Jinghong nodded silently. Although she was the nominal head of the Song family before, she was only a foundation-building cultivator after all. Her cultivation was not enough to overwhelm the other cultivators in the clan, so clan affairs were still managed by Sun Baiyuan. Now that she had achieved a mid-grade elixir, she was the only Golden Core True Person with the same surname in the Song family. Naturally, she took over the position of clan head with full justification.

Song Jinghong whispered, "I will inform the cultivators in the clan and call a family meeting."

After a while, almost all the foundation-building cultivators on Xingluo Island gathered in the meeting hall on the hillside of Guachou Mountain. They saw that Sun Baiyuan and Jing Yu, the two non-family masters in the clan, did not sit in the main seats today, but were standing on both sides. Combined with the spiritual cloud that had just dissipated on the top of Guachou Mountain, they all had a premonition in their hearts.

Many of the old cultivators from the Song family's direct lineage were delighted: "Jinghong has succeeded!"

Sure enough, after all the monks in the hall gathered, Song Jinghong walked out slowly from the back hall wearing the black Bagua Taoist robe that symbolized the head of the Song family. His golden elixir spiritual pressure was not concealed at all, which shocked the many foundation-building monks standing in the front row.

"Meet the real person!"

The three sects of the Song family all bowed down with great respect, praising:

"Congratulations to the Immortal for forming the golden elixir!"

They did not say the last sentence "Nascent Soul is in sight" because they did not know the quality of the golden elixir that Song Jinghong had formed. In history, there was indeed a case where a cultivator's elixir was of low quality, but because a low-level cultivator congratulated him with "Nascent Soul is in sight", the cultivator considered it an insult and directly killed the person who congratulated him with a spell.

Song Jinghong simply nodded and said in a deep voice, "Today, I, Song Jinghong, have achieved the Golden Core state. From now on, I will take the name [Mountain Ghost]."

"Since I am the head of the family, the clan's rules must be changed."

Unlike the direct-line cultivators of the Song family who were secretly delighted, the cultivators of the branch-line cultivators all felt a sinking feeling in their hearts. A few years ago, the leader of the branch, Song Yuze, was imprisoned by the clan for joining forces with cultivators from other families to seize power. It was still unclear whether he was alive or dead. Song Jinghong was a direct-line cultivator, so he naturally favored the direct-line cultivator. The branch-line cultivators were likely to have an increasingly difficult time in the future.

As for the cultivators from other families, they were no longer a force to be reckoned with after being burned by Sun Baiyuan's true fire. Now, there were only a dozen or so of them still standing in the hall, so they had no right to interrupt.

Song Jinghong then said slowly, "From today onwards, the Song family will no longer judge cultivators of the direct or branch lineage based on blood relationship. Instead, we'll judge based solely on aptitude and character. All cultivators who have reached the foundation-building stage will be included in the direct lineage, while Qigong cultivators will be classified as branch lines. As for all mortal relatives of cultivators of the direct or branch lineage, they can either rely on the cultivators' influence to support themselves or make their own living. However, the only thing they must do is move out of Guachou Mountain!"

"From now on, the Song family will be divided into immortals and mortals. There will only be cultivators on the mountain, no more mortals!"

"what!"

The eyes of the orthodox monks bulged, but their smiles remained frozen on their faces, with the corners of their mouths even curled up:

"Real person...this!"

"Isn't this appropriate?"

An old Qigong cultivator from the orthodox lineage collapsed to the ground, beating his chest and stamping his feet, crying, "Jinghong! The old immortal's body is still warm, why are you so eager to change your ways! You are also a cultivator from the orthodox lineage, why are you so disloyal..."

Song Jinghong looked unhappy: "The old master is too indulgent to you. That's why the direct descendants of our family have received generous salaries but have not practiced cultivation. They have the best conditions, but the talents have withered away, causing a lack of successors in the clan..."

"It will cause the branches to become alienated and the outsiders to rebel!"

"If I don't make a radical change, won't the Song family be doomed to fall overnight?"

"besides!"

Song Jinghong's hair and beard were all standing on end, and even through the mask one could sense a trace of murderous energy emanating from him: "I ordered the foundation-building cultivators of our clan to come to the meeting hall, how did a few Qi-cultivating cultivators sneak in!"

A direct descendant of the Song family, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, stepped forward tremblingly and said carefully, "Reporting to the Immortal, these are all highly respected elders of the direct descendant. Although they are only practicing Qi, their virtue and prestige have always been..."

"Didn't I already say that? Qi training cultivators are automatically demoted to branch clans. Now they are already elders of the branch clans."

Song Jinghong shook his sleeves and snorted coldly.

The foundation-building cultivators of the branch sect in the hall were delighted and quickly responded, "Master, you are right..."

Song Jinghong added, "As for those outside the clan... let's briefly discuss their treatment. At least make sure it's on par with ordinary people in the market!"

Those white-haired Qi-cultivating elders still refused to give up. Just as they were thinking of begging again, they saw a beautiful woman riding a red leopard, carrying a flower basket, and wearing a light green silk skirt suddenly rising from behind Song Jinghong. She was none other than his companion ghost - the [Mountain Ghost]!

This mountain ghost has now advanced along with Song Jinghong, and is now at the early stage of the Golden Core realm. Combined with Song Jinghong's spiritual pressure, its power surged instantly, overwhelming those old and frail Qi-cultivating cultivators so that they could not even stand up.

"Today is the auspicious day for this real person to form a pill, but I didn't expect to see blood as soon as I came out of retreat. Elders, please take it easy." Song Jinghong waved his hand and drove the cultivators out of the hall. Only then did a helpless look appear on his face.

"Uncle, I've wronged you over the years."

Sun Baiyuan said cheerfully, "To put it bluntly, there's a world of difference between us! After all, I have an awkward identity, but you hold the status of a legitimate descendant, and now you're the only True Immortal with the surname Song in the clan. Naturally, you're different."

"Even though it's so legitimate, and the clan's top combat power isn't a problem, if you want to make such a drastic change, there will still be trouble later!"

Jing Yu also consoled him, "Now that the Song family has restructured, there's a distinction between immortals and mortals. I think in the near future, there will be more ambitious talents on Guachou Mountain..."

In fact, he sighed softly in his heart. Song Jinghong's reform seemed to be drastic, but in Jing Yu's opinion, it did not change the backbone of the family system. It was just a minor repair and did not fundamentally solve the drawbacks of the family system.

If he were to reform the system, he could simply disband the Song family and turn it into a sect...

Of course, this is naturally just some irresponsible delusion in the mind of an immortal without descendants. Jing Yu has been practicing Taoism for many years and has seen many cultivators like Song Jianxu who are burdened by their families. Naturally, he knows how important the continuation of bloodline is in the hearts of many cultivators with limited lifespans.

Not to mention the area like Luoxinghai where families are the mainstream, even in the several major immortal continents dominated by alliances and sects, from the Nascent Soul stage to the Foundation Establishment and Qi Training stage, aren't there still families everywhere?

Could it be that the family ancestors really don’t know how backward their family is?

It's just that I can't let go.

Just as Jing Yu was sighing with emotion, he suddenly felt a strange noise in his dantian. With a thought, he immediately looked inward and saw that the mysterious mirror in his dantian was flickering slightly. He looked into the mirror world and saw that it was the purple ball of light representing Yun Xuance's fate that was flickering. It seemed that something unusual had occurred...