Immortality Cultivation: I Can increase My Stats Using Clansmen's Qi-Blood

In that direction was where his ancestor from the Chen Family had chosen to enter closed-door cultivation.

“The Organ Refinement Realm, within Huai Shui County, can be considered top-notch,”

“And above the Viscera Refinement of the Organ Refinement Realm lies the Blood Cultivation, which in Huai Shui County could be deemed invincible.”

“If the ancestor could indeed advance from the perfection of Viscera Refinement to the Blood Refinement Realm above, the idea harbored in your heart, Father, to unify Huai Shui County, might be easily realized…”

While speaking, Chen Wanliang turned around.

His expression seemed somewhat helpless.

As a disciple of the Wu Yue Sect, one of the countless Immortal Sects in the Xuanyuan Continent,he very much wanted to make clear to his father.

In this cold and cruel world, only the power held in one’s own hands mattered.

Only true strength dictates the rules of this world.

The power in hand, the armies at one’s command.

To those lofty Immortal Realm Cultivators who had stepped beyond the mundane world, these were but things of no value at all.

However, he later discovered…

That his father, Chen Yisheng, seemed to have been blinded by power.

It was said by many seniors when he had just joined the Wu Yue Sect, one of the countless Immortal Sects,

that power is a deeply corrosive poison.

Even for an Immortal Realm Cultivator who has transcended the mundane, upon contact,

your Heart Realm would become impure.

Often, it is difficult to let go.

Before, Chen Wanliang thought these words meant nothing.

Between power and strength,

shouldn’t it be clear which one any insightful person ought to choose?

Only now, it seems…

that he was perhaps a bit too naive.

…

After turning around and remaining silent for a long time,

suddenly, Chen Wanliang spoke again.

He said to his father Chen Yisheng, who was behind him,

“Father, looking at the time, I should be heading back to the sect…”

Chen Yisheng lifted his head suddenly, looking at his son Chen Wanliang, a hint of reluctance flashing in his eyes, “Are you leaving so soon?”

Chen Wanliang did not speak; he merely nodded silently.

“When will you return next?”

Chen Yisheng opened his mouth and after a moment of silence, finally asked.

Chen Wanliang pondered for a while before responding, “A year? Two years? Or perhaps three to five years? Who could know? Stepping into the Immortal Sect, one must often isolate from all mundane affairs to devote oneself to cultivation. However, if there is something important you wish to tell me, Father… you can have someone send a letter to me.”

After saying this, Chen Wanliang walked silently towards his room.

Shortly after, Chen Wanliang disappeared from Chen Yisheng’s sight.

Outside the room where the Luo Family Head was handling affairs,

only Chen Yisheng remained.

“Power and strength…”

Chen Yisheng muttered to himself softly, slowly raising his head with a brief flash of confusion in his eyes.

However, it passed in just a moment.

What remained was a deep determination.

Strength was important.

Chen Yisheng had understood this since birth,

which is why he made every effort to send his son to one of the Immortal Sects in the Xuanyuan Continent.

But the pursuit of power, the counterbalance to strength, was equally important to Chen Yisheng.

Their Chen Family had been operating in Huai Shui County for hundreds or even thousands of years.

From birth, what he sought was the ultimate power.

The desires of his now-deceased father were that the Chen Family should continue to grow stronger and even unify the entire Huai Shui County.

Therefore, the pursuit of power became the most important affair of Chen Yisheng’s life,

of course, under the premise of maintaining the family.

If he were to give up the pursuit of power,

wouldn’t that mean all his actions from birth till now were mistaken?

Or even a direct betrayal of his own philosophy?

This, of course, was unacceptable to Chen Yisheng.

…

Time passed rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, another half month had gone by.

During this half month,

the locust disaster in the northern region of the Da Feng Dynasty had intensified.

From initially affecting two or three prefectures, it had now spread to all five northern prefectures, all suffering the horrifying ravages of the locust plague.

The crops on countless fields had been stripped clean by the locusts.

The scale of the disaster was so vast that one couldn’t see the end of the swarms.

Forget about the crops; in many instances, even people who were just a bit slower in escaping were engulfed by the locust disaster.

And within moments, they would become nothing but a pile of stark white bones.

This locust disaster,

could be described as extremely terrifying.

…

The five northern prefectures were affected by the locust disaster in every aspect.

Their food production had almost come to a complete halt.

Meanwhile, in the southern prefectures,

the situation was also quite dire.

The South was not free of locusts, but their numbers were not as daunting as those in the northern prefectures of the Da Feng Dynasty.

Moreover, the climate in the South was hotter than in the North,

and for half a month, not a drop of rain had fallen.

This led to water resources becoming the biggest challenge for the southern prefectures of the Da Feng Dynasty.

…

Luoshan Prefecture, Huai Shui County.

During this half month, nothing much happened within Huai Shui County.