Immortal Cultivation Families: The Rise of the Jinling Immortal Clan

It is obvious that the Xia family is like a giant tree that reaches into the sky, and these people are just vines clinging to it.

In recent years, the Xia family has been at its zenith, its momentum is magnificent, like the rising sun shining brightly. Many Qi Refining families in Jinling County have come to join them like moths to a flame, which has enabled the Xia family to flourish and its scale is astonishing.

At this moment, Xia Guang'en had already used his secret technique to perceive the situation outside.

Although it was difficult to see clearly within the black mist, it was roughly estimated that there were more than seventy cultivators, including four or five cultivators at the late stage of Qi Refining. The most dangerous thing was that there was a second-tier evil spirit in front of the black mist.

According to family intelligence, this evil spirit is very likely the work of the Spirit Ghost Taoist, since only he has the ability to refine a second-tier evil spirit.

After understanding the situation outside, Xia Guang'en did not hesitate at all. He immediately took out a token and reported the situation outside in great detail.

This token is an exclusive item for the Xia family's high-ranking members. The information it conveys is like a bird returning to its nest, directly reaching Xia Yuhua, the Xia family patriarch's token.

After Xia Guang'en finished doing these things, the people outside had already reached the outside of the formation and began to attack it. Their spells seemed to be the direct secrets of the Spirit Ghost Daoist, and their attack power was superior to that of ordinary cultivators. In particular, the second-tier evil ghost's attacks were like heavy hammers striking drums, shaking the great formation so that it seemed to collapse at any moment.

Upon witnessing this scene, Xia Guang'en made a decisive move, taking out a second-tier Flame Talisman and continuously pouring ninety percent of his mana into it. He activated the talisman, and it soared into the sky like a fire dragon, rushing towards the second-tier evil spirit with lightning speed.

Because of the close proximity, Fang Lu accurately struck the second-tier evil spirit in the chest. The evil spirit immediately let out a bloodcurdling scream, and its body shrank rapidly by more than half, like a deflated balloon.

However, after a period of rest, it pounced on the formation like a hungry tiger, and began to launch a fierce attack on it again.

Seeing this, Xia Guang'en, whose face was as pale as paper, took out another second-tier talisman as if holding a precious pearl. He looked around at the late-stage Qi Refining cultivators and, after gritting his teeth, handed it to Xia Guangjian.

He knew that this move would exhaust Xia Guangjian's magical power like peeling away layers of an onion, but at this critical moment, he had no other choice and could hardly trust anyone else.

Thousands of miles away from here, Xiajia Xiliu Village is like a paradise on earth.

It was a bright and sunny afternoon, and many villagers, hoe in hand, were slowly returning home from the fields like busy bees. When they saw other villagers, their faces lit up with bright smiles, and they greeted each other warmly.

Just then, a group of people emerged from the center of the village, breaking the tranquility. Among them, the five or six leaders each rode a jet-black horse, like shooting stars in the night.

Xia Yun, who was at the head of the group, greeted the villagers with the warmth of spring breeze, and responded with a fist and palm salute and a bright smile.

"Big brother, which mountain are we going to hunt deer on this time?" a person behind Xia Yun asked curiously, like a child.

"I think we should stay a bit further away this time, otherwise the prey we have won't be enough for all of us to share," Xia Yun replied after a moment's thought.

At this moment, Xia Yun is no longer the naive boy he was more than ten years ago, but has become the respected elder brother in the eyes of his younger siblings.

Since Xia Yuhui became the clan leader, their lineage has grown rapidly like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, and the number of related people has long exceeded 50.

Furthermore, due to their special status, they live as if in a honey pot, never having to worry about food or clothing, so their numbers are currently increasing at an astonishing rate.

Even Xia Yun himself lived up to what he had told Xia Yuhui, marrying five beautiful wives. Now, at just over 20 years old, he is already the father of seven children, a true winner in life.

The people following him like shadows, apart from some of his younger brothers, were all servants of the Xia family who had not yet mounted their horses. Without exception, none of them were surnamed Xia; they were servants who had migrated from other places in recent years.

Most of these people were surnamed Cai and Chi Mu. Now that they have come to this place, the men have become slaves and the women have become concubines. Even their surnames have been erased and replaced with lowly names.

This is the method by which the Xia family proliferates. Because of the large number of people, every household in Xia Family Village has received at least one servant, and Xia Qiu Family, due to their status, has received more than a dozen servants.

After the group of people had left like a surging tide, a little boy suddenly jumped into his father's arms, who was lying on a chair, like a bird returning to its nest, and asked a question.

"Father, why does Uncle Xia Yun's family have so many servants, while our family only has three?"

The middle-aged man, who was leisurely sunbathing in his chair, quickly picked up the child upon hearing this and said, "That's because Xia Yun's uncle is a powerful immortal. If you, Ash, can also become a powerful immortal in the future, then our family will definitely have more servants than theirs. At that time, your father can lie in his chair every day without worry and let those servants do the plowing and planting in your father's place."

At this point, a wistful smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face.

"Father, don't worry, I will definitely become an immortal in the future, and then you will be able to live a worry-free life."

The child's face was filled with determination. He was five and a half years old at the time, and in another six months, he would be able to test his spiritual roots.

Two hours later, the once sunny sky suddenly darkened as if splashed with ink. The Xia family cultivators guarding Xiliu Village instantly realized that something was wrong and were startled awake from their meditation. They looked at the distant sky like frightened birds, and their expressions changed drastically.

Without hesitation, the five crushed the talismans in their hands. After completing this action, they poured their powerful magic into the formation like a flood bursting its banks, intending to strengthen the formation's defense.

However, this grand formation, which was only at the first level, was as thin as paper to the exceptionally powerful Linggui Daoist, and could be easily broken with a flick of his finger.

He simply raised his hands slightly, and an enormous ghost head suddenly appeared, biting fiercely at the formation like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

In an instant, the formation collapsed like clay chickens and earthenware dogs, and the five cultivators were hit as if by a heavy hammer, immediately vomiting blood and collapsing to the ground.

"Crimson Old Demon, today I'll let you taste the excruciating pain of losing a loved one!"

As soon as he finished speaking, four second-tier evil spirits appeared out of the Hundred Ghosts Banner of the Spirit Ghost Taoist as if by magic.

The four ghosts sped like meteors to the four cardinal directions of Xiliu Village, quickly forming a formation.

In an instant, the entire Xiliu Village was surrounded by a pitch-black array, the very same array that had stopped Xia Yuhui that day.