Clan Immortal Cultivation: I Can See Hints

She had been reluctant to speak before, worried that Lin Shiming would have no time due to his cultivation.

But at this moment, she truly and deeply felt it.

"Big Brother Qi, plant another peach tree!"

"Mmm!" Lin Shiming nodded.

The two of them planted an ordinary peach tree where the Spirit Peach Tree used to be, with Lin Shiming using his True Yuan to accelerate its growth; in the blink of an eye, he had turned it into a large peach tree with his hidden Spiritual Body.

"Shitao?" Suddenly, an aged voice called out, and an old man with a cane, accompanied by a middle-aged woman, walked over.

"Dad!" Lin Shitao couldn't help but speak.

This elderly man was indeed Lin Shitao's biological father, Wang Mazhu, who had changed his name to Lin Guanglin.

Clearly the room, clean and spotless, and the small combed windows still as they had always been, were all thanks to Lin Guanglin's tidying.

Perhaps in his youth, he sought wealth and splendor, but at his age, it was his daughter Lin Shitao who occupied his deepest thoughts and to whom he felt a profound debt.

But how could an immortal and a mortal meet so easily?

Lin Shiming also called out to his father-in-law, and the group returned to the room to prepare tea and cook.

Lin Guanglin clearly didn't have much time left; his body was extremely frail, and a mortal's end was imminent.

Partings and reunions, joys and sorrows!

The two settled down in Qing Peach Town once more.

A month later, Wang Mazhu passed away without regrets in front of the thatched cottage.

The two then left Qing Peach Town and went to Xing County, visiting every mortal town of the Lin Family in Yunzhou.

The more they visited, the more he was touched, and the more enlightenment Lin Shiming gained.

Moreover, the system's prompts also gave him some insights.

By the time he left the mortal town of Nanling County, half a year had passed. He took out the Spirit Boat and flew toward Fangmu Mountain without telling anyone.

Using the Soul-Eating Ants to enter Fangmu Mountain with ease, he sat in the Preaching Hall, listening to his clanspeople tell his stories.

In the Alchemy Hall, he observed clan apprentices learning to control the furnace, now taught by Ze-generation Cultivators.

He visited the Artifact Refining Pavilion where Lin Houfei still liked to sit in the rattan chair Lin Yutie used to sit in, carefully examining Magical Treasures.

He went to Peach Blossom Forest and to Qinglian Lake, looking at the Red Spirit Fish and the Blood Crocodile.

From the sky, he looked at the clouds and mist of Fangmu Mountain; from the pavilion, he watched the lotus flowers bloom in Qinglian Pool.

He then visited the ancestral hall and saw that next to Lin Yuqi's memorial tablet, there was now one for Lin Yuzheng, who had also passed away.

Lin Shiming felt regret about this Fifth Granduncle as well, for he still had the Fuling Fiery Mulberry Fruit.

Perhaps if he had been in Fangmu Mountain, Lin Yuzheng could have achieved Foundation Establishment.

But there were no maybes—sometimes there was only reality.

He knocked his head on the floor three times, lighting three sticks of incense, then flew up on the Spirit Boat, heading toward Stone Ridge Cave, toward Shuangmu Island.

Now, he had his answer!

His Dao heart sought immortality, as did the longevity of his family!

Pursuing immortality alone was his minor path; the longevity of his family comprised the brightest and most inclusive Great Dao in his heart!

It was the direction of the waves in the vast ocean!

Unstoppable!

...

In front of Qinglian Peak, atop the pavilion, Lin Xianzhi had been waiting for a long time.

"Seventh Ancestor!" Lin Shiming greeted with a bow.

Lin Xianzhi was also brimming with smiles. At this moment, Lin Shiming felt different to him than before.

The only thing that remained the same was the confidence on his face.

Lin Xianzhi didn't say much, handing over a Storage Bag to Lin Shiming, followed by a Jade Slip.

Lin Shiming reached the true summit of Qinglian Peak, where the Spirit Vein was most concentrated.

Enveloped in the rich Fourth Rank Spiritual Energy, Lin Shiming, despite experiencing it countless times, was still somewhat moved.

Standing on the peak, observing the vast sea, his path forward was now clear in his heart.

With the Formation active, he took the Jade Slip which contained the insights Lin Xianzhi had added over the past year, as well as information bought from the underground markets of Yunzhou.

He could imagine Lin Xianzhi had taken many risks in the past year, wholeheartedly preparing for his Purple Mansion.

Without uttering too many thanks, it was best to let the sounds of Heavenly Thunder resound across Qinglian Peak and Shuangmu Island.

Taking a deep breath and mastering the contents of the Jade Slip, he then took out the items from the Storage Bag. Inside were four treasures, including a set of a Third Rank Supreme Grade Array called the Five Thunder Extreme Prison Formation, whose power was no less than the Great Five Elements Demon Slaying Formation Xiao Chen once used to fight the Purple Mansion Great Demon!

It had an exceptional resistance against attacks of the thunder element.

Beyond the Array Plate, there was a set of blue Heavenly Thunder Inner Armor, clearly crafted from the Thunder Spirit Turtle. But what caught Lin Shiming's attention was a small, distinctly bold and obvious blue Thunder Spirit Pattern in the center of the Inner Armor, much larger than the surrounding patterns.

This part was clearly from the shell of a Fourth Rank Thunder Spirit Turtle, which Lin Xianzhi had managed to cut off at some point and transformed into a treasure.

Besides the Inner Armor, there were two more Heavenly Thunder Banners, also Third Rank Supreme Grade Magical Artifacts.

If it weren't for his inability to use Magical Treasures, he might even suspect that Lin Xianzhi could have procured a Fourth Rank thunder-attribute Magical Treasure for him.

With Lin Shiming ready, the entire Shuangmu Island activated its Formations.

Lin Xianzhi sat in the pavilion, playing an unfinished game of chess, having not gone into seclusion for years. Discover exclusive tales on My Virtual Library Empire

And on the mountain slopes, Lin Shijie, Lin Houwei, and other Foundation Establishment Cultivators prepared for action.

All the Cultivators from Spirit Turtle Island had returned, even the Fourth Rank Thunder Spirit Turtle lay prostrate beneath Shuangmu Island, and the mining of the Superior Grade Spirit Stone Mine had ceased.