System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

In the hearts of all Longxia people, there is a firm belief: as long as Chen Xuan is there, no matter how powerful the enemy is, the Longxia people can live in peace.

Surrounded by a group of high-ranking officials from Longxia, Chen Xuan entered the clan's meeting hall. After everyone solemnly took their seats, Chen Xuan scanned the room and slowly said, "This is the first time I've witnessed the battle between armies of cultivators."

With Chen Xuan's current strength, there is naturally no need for him to recount the course of the battle to everyone verbally.

"To let our people experience firsthand the fierce battle between cultivators, all of you must calm your minds and guard your spiritual platforms. I will let you witness that battle with your own eyes."

Upon hearing Chen Xuan's words, Elder Long, Ji Zhong, Wang Shan, and other high-ranking members of the Longxia clan were all extremely excited, their nervousness and anticipation palpable. All the Longxia people were filled with longing for cultivators and eager to witness the spectacle of cultivators battling each other.

"Xiao Xuan, everyone is ready," Elder Long said, looking at Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan nodded slightly, then slowly closed his eyes and formed a sword finger with his right hand.

In an instant, a scene of memory, like a surging tide, was directly shared with all the high-ranking members of Longxia present through divine sense intrusion. The scene, like a movie, was presented from Chen Xuan's perspective.

It can be said that during this sharing of memories, apart from not being able to personally experience the atmosphere of the scene, everyone felt as if the battle formation composed of the eighteen experts of the Jiang clan at the Foundation Establishment Realm, the ruthless slaughter of the Crimson Armor Guards of the three overlords, and the scene of the three great formations mercilessly shooting down those seemingly imposing experts at the Foundation Establishment Realm all truly happened before their eyes.

Chen Xuan withdrew his sword and sat cross-legged. Bai Li transformed back into a white-clad girl and obediently poured tea for Chen Xuan.

"Given the strength of their souls, I wonder how long it would take them to fully read through this part of the master's memory?"

Hearing Bai Li's mutterings, Chen Xuan smiled slightly and said, "This little bit of time is nothing."

Compared to the tribal leadership's complete ignorance of the outside world, this memory sharing will constantly remind them that there are always people more powerful than themselves, and that there is always something beyond their current level. In this way, even if some powerful individuals emerge among the younger generation of Longxia in the future, they will not become arrogant or conceited.

“Yes, yes, Master is right.” Bai Li transformed back into a black bracelet, wrapping it around Chen Xuan’s wrist, her little mouth muttering incessantly, “Judging from Jiang Tianxiao’s words, different races in this world simply cannot integrate with each other. It’s really strange, why can so many clans in Longxia live together peacefully?”

Upon hearing this, Chen Xuan smiled slightly and said, "This is the power of civilization and inheritance. The clan divisions of the Jiang clan and the like are still stuck in a closed stage; this is ideological stagnation."

The ancestors of Longxia in his previous life already possessed a top-level ideology of unification as early as the late Warring States period.

“Through the changes of several dynasties, the various clans of Longxia have gradually merged with each other, becoming like one family.” Chen Xuan looked at Bai Li and smiled. “You are not human and have never been to school, so naturally you don’t know the five thousand years of history of Longxia, and naturally you will feel confused.”

As Chen Xuan spoke, Bai Li tilted her head back, listening and watching intently, occasionally nodding in agreement.

After an unknown amount of time, heavy breathing echoed through the council hall, and Chen Xuan and Bai Li turned to look.

All the Dragon Xia clan members present, including the strongest among them such as Elder Dragon and Ji Zhong, were pale-faced and covered in sweat.

Clearly, after witnessing the entire tragic scene of the Jiang clan's desperate counterattack against the three overlords from God's perspective, everyone was extremely shocked.

This kind of combat method, combining large formations with battle formations, is like a dimensional reduction attack for the besieged side; it's a one-sided massacre.

"Elder Long, how are you feeling?"

Chen Xuan looked at Elder Long, who was constantly wiping away sweat, and asked with a smile.

"Impressive, truly impressive! No wonder this is the battleground of the cultivators..." Elder Long looked at Chen Xuan, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Little Xuan, the art of formations is extremely advantageous in faction wars. I want to do my best to cultivate formation cultivators in our clan."

At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on Chen Xuan and Elder Long. Seeing the troubled look on Elder Long's face, Chen Xuan nodded slightly and said, "My Longxia's other inheritances may be weak, but the inheritance of the art of formations does exist, and its foundation is no weaker than that of those immortal sects."

Upon hearing this, Elder Long and the other senior executives of Longxia were overjoyed.

"However, the art of formations contains the principles of the operation of heaven and earth, and cannot be forcibly cultivated by anyone who is not a genius or loyal to this path. Moreover, I have not yet fully organized the inheritance of formations. After returning this time, I will go into seclusion. When I emerge from seclusion, I will hand over all the inheritances to you."

Upon hearing Chen Xuan's words, all the senior executives of Longxia were overjoyed.

As long as there is a legacy, even if there are no suitable geniuses among the youth of this generation, what about the next generation, and the generation after that? There will always be hope.