Steady Mortal Path: Starting from Obtaining the Golden Core Inheritance

The land of the Xi Danhe family.

A thick beam of light flew past and landed in the central area of ​​the entire clan's territory.

The brilliance faded, revealing a middle-aged man with an honest face but a touch of authority.

He is none other than He Jincheng, the second elder of the Xi Danhe family.

"My lord, we returned from the clan gathering more than half a month later than expected. Did we encounter some trouble?"

A beautiful woman with her hair piled high and her eyes gleaming with intelligence asked with concern.

“In recent years, the clan has developed too rapidly, and the younger generation is of mixed quality. It is a time when we need stability and time to settle down. However, Uncle Liangcai is still determined to expand the clan’s scale and keep absorbing outsiders. He has taken too big a step and may cause trouble in the long run.”

"I wanted to persuade him, but Uncle Liangcai didn't seem to listen."

He Jincheng had a calm demeanor, but his words carried a hint of worry.

“Uncle Liangcai married into the He family along with my father back then. Now, by developing businesses outside, he has won over almost half of the He family’s senior management. If my husband hadn’t been guarding the He family’s ancestral home for so many years, the real He family would probably have changed hands long ago.”

"In that case, my husband has already done his duty by keeping to his post."

Lu Yihan gently comforted her from the side.

Over the years, although the Xi Danhe family has grown and prospered, the old He family bloodline has been dwindling and no new Foundation Establishment cultivators have emerged.

He Liangcai, the son-in-law from back then, forcibly raised his cultivation to the late Foundation Establishment stage by relying on a large amount of resources and secret techniques, becoming the person with the highest cultivation in the Xi Dan He family.

However, due to his reputation, this son-in-law did not become the head of the He family, but instead became the clan's elder. However, he had won over most of the He family's senior members and was the actual controller.

As time went by, thanks to He Liangcai's skillful methods, the He family's upper echelons were replaced. Almost all of them were either married into the family or cultivators who joined later in life. The pure bloodline of the He family had been unknowingly consumed by various struggles.

Only within the ancestral lands of the "Old He Family," which He Jincheng and his wife have steadfastly maintained, do a large number of He family descendants still remain.

"Hmph, Uncle Liangcai may be a man of great talent and strategy, but he has forgotten that he was able to rise from a humble cultivator to where he is today entirely thanks to the resources of the He family. Such forgetfulness of one's roots is something I cannot condone."

He Jincheng was indignant, but there was nothing he could do.

Back then, He Liangcai, along with Xu Qinghuan, Lin Changsheng, and others, joined the Xi Dan He family.

Regardless of cultivation level or seniority, they are all superior to him.

All we can do now is work with my wife to protect the He family bloodline and try our best to cultivate new Foundation Establishment cultivators for the 'Old He Family' lineage.

"During my absence, has anything else happened within the clan?"

He Jincheng then inquired about his wife.

"My husband left a few days ago. In the barbarian kingdom, some of the cultivators are getting restless. Some spies have appeared around the clan's territory, and several battles have broken out."

"Fortunately, no Foundation Establishment cultivators were involved. They only lost some resources and no one was injured. It seems to be more of a test for us."

"Perhaps it was the release of information about my father's side a few years ago that made the barbarian villains who coveted our clan wary."

At this point, Lu Yihan's tone became a little more relaxed.

Years ago, the couple visited Uncle Lin in Qianhe Immortal City, and Lu Yihan vaguely guessed that her father-in-law might be secretly taking care of her.

Subsequently, the mysterious person repeatedly gifted cultivation resources and even secretly eliminated rival cultivators on several occasions.

The couple finally confirmed the existence of their father.

However, it seems there is something he cannot say, and he is unable to meet with him.

"It's best not to reveal too much about your father."

He Jincheng, with his honest face, pondered for a moment before speaking.

Since the father was unwilling to reveal his identity, there must be a reason.

Although he couldn't understand the reason, he would still follow his father's wishes.

"By the way, there's one more thing."

Lu Yihan suddenly seemed to remember something and added:

"Brother Tianfu took Shouren out to visit Master Zhao at the Fengling Chamber of Commerce."

Upon hearing this, He Jincheng was taken aback, a moment of bewilderment crossing his honest face.

"Brother Tian Fu has lost his mind, but he has not forgotten about visiting Master Zhao of the Fengling Chamber of Commerce."

He Jincheng sighed with emotion.

"Uncle Lin disappeared more than forty years ago. If it weren't for my husband and the Great Zhou forces, we might not have been able to protect Brother Tian Fu."

When Tian Fu was mentioned, Lu Yihan showed a hint of sympathy.

More than forty years ago, news of Uncle Lin's amazing deeds suddenly spread through the Wanfeng Mountains.

It is suspected that they are colluding with the fourth-tier demon in the Wanfeng Mountains.

They secretly sneaked into the ruins right under the noses of several Nascent Soul True Monarchs.

Despite being at the Foundation Establishment stage, he brazenly attacked a Golden Core cultivator, obtained the treasure, and then drifted away.

There are even extremely absurd rumors that Uncle Lin was the reincarnation of a powerful being or that he was possessed by an old monster and forced to cultivate again.

One astonishing piece of news after another has given Uncle Lin, who was originally an ordinary and kind man, a dazzling aura.

However, after Uncle Lin left, the peaceful Changchun Peak Dojo was coveted by many people with ulterior motives.

As the manager of the dojo, Tian Fu naturally encountered a lot of trouble.

Initially, the Nangong family and several of Uncle Lin's friends helped them.

However, as the war escalated, the Nangong family, which was on the front lines of the battlefield, was preoccupied with its own problems, and Changchun Peak was attacked by unidentified bandits.

When they were discovered, the entire dojo was in a mess, and Brother Tianfu and the maidservants inside the peak were nowhere to be found.

"Unfortunately, Uncle Lin has not returned for many years, and Master Zhao of the Fengling Chamber of Commerce has become increasingly indifferent. Brother Tian Fu may not get what he wants."

He Jincheng looked worried.

……

The headquarters of the Fengling Chamber of Commerce.

"Master, as you wished, we have sent the grandfather and grandson away and assigned a retainer to escort them in secret."

"However, the old man insisted on leaving the gift, so please let Master decide."

A beautiful young woman dressed in a peach-colored brocade robe took out a shrunken storage bag and reported respectfully.

"This old servant is loyal, it's just a pity he's serving a heartless master."

Zhao Wanning wore a light blue brocade dress, her hair was tied up in a high bun, and she leaned lazily against the couch, exuding an air of elegance and nobility. On the surface, she seemed calm and composed, but her words carried a hint of resentment.

As she spoke, Zhao Wanning looked up at the slightly immature girl below, gently beckoned her fair and delicate fingers, revealing a bewitching charm.

"Zhu'er, come forward and let your teacher check your recent cultivation level."

The soft, languid voice was as smooth as silk, seemingly able to entwine the heart.

Upon hearing this, the girl blushed slightly, as if she had thought of something.

She walked up to him with a shy, delicate step.

Zhao Wanning's soft fingertips brushed across her cheek, and a blush rose on the girl's fair skin.

"Hehe, it seems I've arrived at the wrong time, disturbing Master Zhao's enjoyment."

Suddenly, a slightly teasing male voice rang out abruptly, breaking the idyllic atmosphere.

The faint laughter echoed, and Zhao Wanning's expression changed instantly from her previous languid demeanor.