Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate Chapter 132 - 132 - 113 Sending Off1

Chapter 132 – 113 Sending Off_1

Ti flew, half a month had passed since the destruction of the Jin Family.

The two-month-long clan war had co to a definitive end, with the Wu Family and the Jin Family destroyed, the Sun Family clan grounds breached, and the majority of its mbers either dead or injured, suffering a devastating blow.

The unexpected outco of the war had spread like a storm, first among ten, then among hundreds, until it beca known to everyone in the Luoyun Mountain Range; it even reached the neighboring Qianchuan Market and the Huangyang Kingdom in Jingzhou.

Suddenly, the Lin Family was in the lilight, their fa spreading far and wide, becoming the most talked-about topic among cultivators.

Gradually, the Luoyun Market stabilized, and its popularity began to recover.

In just over ten days, the Lin Family had exerted a great amount of manpower and resources, effectively taking control of the Luoyun Market.

Within the market, peace returned to its forr state, with all the major shops reopening and the comings and goings of cultivators as usual.

As for the Lin Family taking control of the market, unexpectedly, both the Sun Family and the virtually intact Luo Family made no statents.

Since neither the Sun Family nor the Luo Family raised the issue, the Lin Family naturally did not bring it up themselves; all parties understood each other’s silence, and for the ti being, there were no negotiations.

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Green Bamboo Mountain, Lin Family clan grounds.

Through Lin Xingzhi’s summoning, Lin Tianming and the other younger mbers all returned to Green Bamboo Mountain.

Other than Lin Xingrong, who was stationed at Golden Horn Mountain, and so clan mbers under Lin Xingyuan’s command who managed the market, all Lin Family mbers who were outside had now returned to Green Bamboo Mountain.

A few days previous, Lin Xingzhi had gone to the northern part of Golden Horn Mountain to search for Lin Tianming and others; upon eting, he recounted the whole process of the battle on Green Bamboo Mountain.

Upon learning that Lin Shiji and Lin Shixin had died in battle, Lin Tianming felt imnsely heavy-hearted.

Lin Tianming, having been born to cultivator parents, had lived on Green Bamboo Mountain since childhood.

As Lin Xingrong was often stationed at the market, he would follow Lin Shigong around from an early age, frequently interacting with the Shi Clan mbers.

Lin Shixin, having no descendants, treated Lin Tianming as his own grandchild, often spoiling him and showing him special favor.

Lin Tianming adored this mischievous elder, and their relationship was extrely close, leading Lin Shigong to occasionally question whether Tianming was truly his own grandchild.

Lin Shiji, who was rather stern, treated all the clan mbers equally; regardless of who erred, he remained unforgiving, with the sole exception of Lin Tianming, and the two had a tacit coordination during demon-hunting experiences.

The loss of the two elders Lin Tianming deeply respected had grieved him for a long ti.

Lin Xingzhi also knew that Lin Tianming was troubled inside and could only urge him to diligently pursue cultivation, to strengthen the Lin Family so that such tragedies would not recur.

Lin Tianming, who had a strong sense of belonging to his family, beca even more eager to improve his strength in order to protect his family after hearing this.

Only if the family was strong and looked after by a High Order Cultivator could such incidents be avoided.

From that point on, the heart of a strong warrior had taken root and begun to sprout within him, growing ever more resolute.

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Green Bamboo Mountain, Lin Family Ancestral Hall.

In the aftermath of the battle, as the injured clan mbers erged from retreat and the exterior mbers had been gathered, it was ti to hold the ceremony to place the spirit tablets in the ancestral hall.

The ceremony of placing the spirit tablets in the ancestral hall was a common occurrence in the Lin Family.

Every few years, mbers of the Lin Family would pass away naturally or die in accidents, and the ceremony would be perford.

However, the ceremonies for those clan mbers were simpler and attended by fewer family mbers.

And in this clan war the Lin Family had faced, they had sacrificed more than twenty of their mbers in one go, who fought valiantly, dedicating everything to the family.

Therefore, the Lin Family placed great importance on the ceremony of entering the spirit tablets into the ancestral hall, going so far as to summon all the mbers who could be spared, just to send off these sacrificed mbers on their final journey.

It was only by placing the mbers’ spirit tablets inside the ancestral hall to allow future generations to pay their respects, after this process was completed, that one was considered to have lived a full life and to have received the family’s recognition.

The entry of the spirit tablet into the ancestral hall was the highest honor of the Lin Family, the final resting place for every mber of the Lin Family.

Of course, there were exceptions. Either the Lin Family was completely wiped out, with no descendants to conduct the ceremony, or the family mber had committed unforgivable cris and was so wicked that he was expelled from the family. Such a person was considered to no longer be a mber of the Lin Family and naturally could not enter the Lin Family Ancestral Hall.

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At this mont, more than a hundred family mbers had gathered in the ancestral hall.

The ancient and heavy hall was utterly silent, each person’s expression extrely solemn, and so even bore tears.

Inside the hall, Lin Shihua, whose injuries had mostly healed, looked pallid, standing beside him were Lin Shikang and a few other surviving relatives from the Shi generation.

A flicker of sorrow passed across Lin Shikang’s face as he said to Lin Shihua,

“Shihua, begin.”

Lin Shihua nodded, took a spirit tablet from the wooden table next to him, and placed it on the peach wood altar.

Before long, two more spirit tablets were added to the layer belonging to the Shi generation, belonging to Lin Shiji and Lin Shixin.

Lin Tianming, looking at the nurous spirit tablets on the altar, rembered Lin Shixin’s kind and amiable face.

Just then, Lin Shihua loudly recited complex scriptures, followed by a eulogy for the achievents of the two n.

“Family mbers, pay your respects!”

Lin Shikang and the other Shi generation relatives bowed first, followed by the Xing generation and Tian generation mbers, who knelt and kowtowed thrice before rising.

Then it was the turn for the spirit tablets of the Xing generation relatives to be placed on the altar. Lin Shihua continued to read out the nas of the departed, then recited the scriptures.

The family mbers paid their respects similarly, but since the Xing generation was of the sa generation, they did not kneel, only the Tian generation mbers perford the kneeling tribute.

After the passage of half a day, with the offerings properly arranged and three sticks of zen incense lit, the ceremony of the spirit tablets entering the ancestral hall was completed.

Seeing the family mbers’ low spirits, Lin Shikang felt helpless, knowing wounds always needed ti to settle.

He sighed, rallying his spirit before speaking, Stay updated with empire

“My fellow clansn, the great war has just ended, the brutal process was as if it had just occurred. This is the cruelty of the Cultivation World.”

“Most of the people here have witnessed the sacrifice of Shi Ji and the others, the glory of their sacrifice. I hope you do not grieve too much. Before the portraits of our ancestors, I believe Shi Ji and the others do not wish to see you like this.”

“What you need to do now is to rember this history, turn grief and indignation into motivation, and double your efforts in cultivation. Strive to make breakthroughs as soon as possible. Only when you are strong can you protect the family from harm. Do you understand?”

Inspired by Lin Shikang’s words, everyone’s spirits were lifted, their expressions revealing a formidable aura as they replied in unison,

“Understood!”

After Lin Shikang’s admonishnt, a hint of vitality finally returned to everyone’s faces.

Seeing the transformation of the family mbers and the strong cohesion of the family, Lin Shikang showed a slight smile of relief.

Following Lin Shihua’s announcent of dismissal, the Lin Family mbers orderly left the ancestral hall to return to their normal cultivation.

After leaving the ancestral hall, Lin Tianming greeted so relatives before returning to his family’s courtyard with his mother and sister.