Clan Immortal Cultivation: I Can See Hints

```

Both these practitioners had spent an extremely long time honing their skills at the Qi Cultivation Ninth Level, the former having broken through once before, and now with the aid of Dragon Blood Pill and his own Third Rank Mingxin Spiritual Tea, while the latter, being of the Thunder Spirit Root, was essentially assured of a safe breakthrough.

Although Lei Xuan was a cultivator married into the Lin Family, over the past decade or so, he had been diligent and devoted, fully integrating into the family, and had even fathered a daughter for the Ze generation, who was not yet ten years old.

But given her parents' Spirit Roots, she would likely not be too mediocre.

Now, the Spirit Crocodiles and Red Spirit Fish from the family's Green Lotus Lake were also completely popular throughout Yunzhou.

With unique culinary delicacies and a monopoly over the management model, they occupied the entire loose cultivator and family cultivator market in Yunzhou, and the Monkey Wine was even more popular within the Qingxuan Sect's domain, although some of the profits from other states had to be shared with Zi Xuan Hermit.

And the Xing County Square Market had also grown quite significant, now on par with, or perhaps not far behind, the Qingyun Market which was closer to the Qingyun Mountain Range.

"Shiming, as of now, our family is only short of a Purple Mansion cultivator to match the stature of the Purple Mansion Family a hundred years ago!" Lin Houyuan exhaled deeply, his eyes sparkling with vitality!

Lin Shiming also nodded in agreement, for this was their greatest objective in journeying to the Secret Realm, to attain the main ingredient for the Purple Mansion Jade Liquid!

In addition, there was also the Life-Extending Spiritual Medicine! Continue your journey on empire

This was to assist Lin Xianzhi in reaching the Purple Mansion realm, and at the same time, to gather Spiritual Medicine for his own future advancement to the Purple Mansion realm.

That day would not be too far off!

"However, your father hopes that you will not be too reckless!" Lin Houyuan spoke again.

His eyebrows were tightly furrowed.

In this moment, Lin Houyuan was more serious than ever!

"Perhaps it is selfish of me, but compared to the Purple Mansion lineage, your father wishes for you to return alive even more!"

If the former part of his speech was filled with the earnestness and hopes of a family elder, then the latter revealed the heartfelt concern of a father.

"I will!" Lin Shiming nodded, being fully aware of the dangers of the journey to the Secret Realm; he could only promise to do his utmost.

"This is the last thing your father is able to prepare for you!" Lin Houyuan followed up, taking out a Jade Bottle.

Contained within the Jade Bottle was a drop of Hundred-Year Spirit Milk.

Though it was only a single drop, it could restore all of the True Yuan of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and in critical moments, it could definitely save a life; its price was also extremely high, at least six or seven hundred thousand Spirit Stones.

The key issue was its scarcity!

"Thank you, father!" Lin Shiming nodded, gravely accepting the gift.

He could imagine how much effort his father must have put into acquiring this Hundred-Year Spirit Milk.

After making sure he understood the family affairs clearly, and leaving instructions, Lin Shiming also stepped out.

Coming out for a stroll after a year and a half of seclusion, he felt a hint of contentment.

Looking at the scenery of Fangmu Mountain, whether it was thirty years ago or thirty years later, to this day, it was still so pleasing to the eye.

Of course, this was also his last moment of tranquility before heading to the Qingxuan Sect.

Aimlessly, he passed by the practice field and saw Lin Zekong, one of the Ze generation's dual Spirit Root geniuses, who, motivated by his words five years ago, had been practicing at the practice field for five years straight, continually honing the attack power of the Wood Vine Technique, trying to prove himself.

But Lin Shiming merely passed by, without stopping.

Nor did he impart any teachings.

Regarding the Wood Spirit Root.

He felt that he still did not understand it!

Lin Shiming then visited the family's Preaching Hall, where the youngest cultivators of the clan gathered, all around ten years old, their faces full of youthful vitality and brimming with aspiration toward the life of Immortal Cultivation.

The one preaching this time was a member of the family of the Hou generation with Qi Cultivation Ninth Level, demonstrating the simplest Fireball Technique.

Lin Shiming did not approach, but the corners of his mouth curled into a slight smile.

He did not consider himself a very outstanding Family Head, but at least under his leadership, the family's cultivators were progressing, the family's finances were improving, and even the teaching methodology was advancing!

This was already more than enough!

He then visited Green Lotus Lake, where many cultivators were catching Red Spirit Fish. The competition for cultivation level within the Lin family was fierce, and naturally, many sought after those jobs that came with a stipend.

Behind the huge Red Spirit Fish and the blood crocodiles, stretches of Green Lotus intertwined to form a picture scroll of lotuses before him.

Still wandering aimlessly, he didn't know where to go or what he wanted to see in Fangmu Mountain; he only knew that he didn't want to stop, at least not yet.

In the end, a Spirit Peach Grove appeared before his eyes.

The Spirit Peach Grove was as usual brimming with peach blossoms, as if each departure coincided with late spring.

The peach blossoms bloomed unusually resplendent.

Spirit-seeking bees busily buzzed through the grove, their numbers having increased yet again. Although he had signed a Spirit Contract with the queen bee twenty years ago, he hadn't managed the bee colony since, not even knowing how many there were anymore.

Faint sounds of a zither playing drifted gradually from within the forest to his ears.

He looked up, through one peach tree after another, to see a woman in green, gently playing the zither.

The zither was still the same after over a decade, and the melody was still that of the Peach Blossom Tune from a decade ago.

Lin Shiming did not speak, and the zither music did not halt.

```

Only the petals of the peach blossoms fluttered down, and the busy spirit-seeking bees were displaying the passage of time.

The melody was the same, yet different!

The tune was more playful, more captivating.

It was also the moment the girl poured out a secret she had kept in her heart for thirty years without ever voicing.

Everything was conveyed in the music, unspoken and intuitive, yet laid out in the open.

Lin Shiming suddenly understood, his destination seemed to be the peach grove, the abode of the peach blossom fairy!

As the melody drew to a close, Lin Shiming walked forward step by step, and the girl's face blushed, just like the peach blossoms first blooming.

"Thank you for your music! It sounds lovely!" Lin Shiming expressed his gratitude.

The other did not respond.

"And thank you for your elixir!" Lin Shiming continued.

Lin Shitao still did not respond.

Her face was just slightly flushed, her eyes sparkling with light, akin to dazzling stars in the night sky.

After a long while, Lin Shitao stood up.

She stretched out her jade hand.

"Seventh brother, the Great Dao is lonely. Why not embark on the journey with someone?"

"To brew tea together, to discuss the Dao together!"

"To seek immortality, to seek it together forever?"

Lin Shitao mustered her courage and spoke, word by word.

After finishing, she was filled with joy and grew even more confident.

The idea of setting forth with someone left Lin Shiming momentarily stunned.

Just as Lin Shitao had been captivated by his words on the Great Dao and minor paths on that day, today he found himself unable to refute Lin Shitao.

Those feelings in his heart, merely concealed within, would naturally be false if he couldn't express them.

The memories of more than thirty years flickered through his mind.

For some reason, the grand principles that filled Lin Shiming's mind disappeared without a trace at this moment.

In the end, he could only mechanically extend his hand and nod:

"Wait for my return!"

A myriad of words were condensed into one sentence.

Lin Shitao nodded, her face beaming with smiles, radiant and incomparable like the late spring peach blossoms.

At that moment, the wind increased, shaking more blossoms from the trees.

They fell through the air, onto the ground, and on the two of them.

They silently embraced each other!

They stood there for a long time.

Lin Shiming took out a sword given to him by the Fourth Elder.

He placed it before the other:

"Keep this sword for me!"

Lin Shiming's mind couldn't conjure any sweet nothings, so he simply took out the Zeying Sword,

She nodded as well and handed Lin Shiming a full storage bag.

Inside the storage bag were a large number of Beast Nurturing Pills, as well as plenty of Cotton Yang Pills and Return Yuan Pills.

"Also keep these elixirs for me!"

...

Three days later, the formation at Fangmu Mountain activated once more.

In the void, a spirit boat flew out, heading in the direction of Qingxuan Sect.

In Lin Shiming's hand was a storage bag, and before him, Lin Xianzhi held a jade slip.

The storage bag contained Spirit Talismans and formation array plates prepared by the family for their journey into the secret realm; the trip was sure not to be peaceful, and the competition would not only be a test of cultivation levels but also of the preparations of their foundations.

The jade slip in Lin Xianzhi's hand was one sent by Xie An, and their urgency was also because the Zi Xuan Hermit had given final instructions to the cultivators from their faction who were entering the secret realm.

It was also the Zi Xuan Hermit who provided them with more detailed information about Myriad Swords Tomb and the Soul Summoning Sword.

This marked the alliance of their faction.

What was most important was that the cultivator leading the team this time was not Xie An, the chief disciple of Zi Xuan Hermit, but a cultivator named Chen Daoyuan!