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Two days later.

Inside the Zhang Family Ancestral Hall with its green tiles and flying eaves.

The aroma and spiritual energy of the thousand-year-old agarwood intertwine, condensing into a tangible substance.

Three hundred members of the Zhang family stood solemnly on both sides, their gazes reverent and dignified as they gathered before the black jade altar where the ancestral tablets of the Zhang family were enshrined.

Zhang Xuanchen, clad in a purple-gold robe with cloud patterns symbolizing the clan leader's authority, stood beneath the altar.

The time has come.

The voice of the Grand Elder Zhang Zujun was like a booming bell, penetrating the hall.

"The auspicious time has arrived. Let us offer sacrifices to our ancestors and pass on the family legacy—the ceremony begins!"

With the blessing of spiritual power, even the people in the welcoming hall, who were not close by, could be clearly seen.

Everyone fell silent.

No one would cause trouble at a time like this, since anyone with power or a family goes through this process.

If you cause trouble now, you will surely face even more severe retaliation in the future.

Unless there is a blood feud, or the ability to wipe out the current Zhang family without leaving a single one alive.

At this moment, even the Third Elder of the Azure Sea Immortal Sect and the young sect master Xu Haolong remained silent.

They didn't want to start a war with the Zhang family at this time.

Upon hearing the sound, Zhang Xuanchen stood solemnly before the altar.

The soundproofing array was quietly activated.

He accepted the three sticks of spirit-infused incense handed to him by the Second Elder, Zhang Guangyao.

A spark of spiritual fire appeared at his fingertips and ignited it.

The wisps of smoke rose straight up, like a ladder to heaven.

Zhang Xuanchen held incense sticks in both hands, raised them to eyebrow level, and bowed deeply three times.

These were all things Zhang Hongzhan taught him yesterday; they were necessary steps.

"Zhang Xuanchen, the seventh-generation descendant of the Zhang family, has now been appointed by Heaven and supported by his clan to succeed as the head of the Zhang family!"

We must protect our lineage with our blood and flesh, and safeguard our ancestral temple with our spirit!

Diligent and persistent practice brings great honor to the family!

We pray that the spirits of our ancestors will bear witness!

As the sound faded, incense was inserted into the burner.

Wisps of green smoke gathered in the air, faintly transforming into a mysterious rune that entered Zhang Xuanchen's brow.

This signifies that the bloodline bond has been established, and he has officially received the recognition of his ancestors' will.

Zhang Hongzhan stepped forward slowly, dressed in a simple black robe, his eyes filled with pride and self-satisfaction as he looked at Zhang Xuanchen.

His brows held a sense of relief at having been lifted from a heavy burden, yet also an expectation for the future.

He held in his hand a jade seal the size of a fist, entirely purple-gold, seemingly containing nine orifices.

It is the Nine-Aperture Purple Gold Seal, a treasure symbolizing the inheritance of the Zhang clan patriarch's authority!

It is a peak-level third-tier magic weapon!

"Xiao Chen".

Zhang Hongzhan's voice wasn't loud, but it resonated clearly in everyone's ears.

He then turned around, his gaze sweeping across the entire room before finally returning to Zhang Xuanchen.

"If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight."

As the clan elder, one bears not only the honor, but also the livelihood, path, and lives of hundreds of people in the clan.

For decades, I have lived in constant fear and trepidation, always worried that my wrong decisions would lead to the decline of our family.

Fortunately, he did not disappoint his clansmen's expectations, leading the clan to steady progress.

Every member of the clansman agreed with Zhang Hongzhan's words.

In the past fifty years, although the Zhang family has not achieved great success, it has developed steadily and deepened its foundation.

"Yes."

Zhang Hongzhan changed the subject.

"The path of cultivation is like rowing against the current; if you don't advance, you'll fall behind."

The future of the Zhang family needs more vigorous energy and bolder courage to strive for a wider sky!

This seal, passed down for 397 years, carries the fortune of the Zhang family, and is now handed over to you!

I believe you can lay a solid foundation for the Zhang family for generations to come. As your father, I believe you can do even better than I have!

Zhang Xuanchen solemnly accepted the Nine Aperture Purple Gold Seal.

The moment the seal was received, all nine orifices of the jade seal resonated, emitting clear and melodious Daoist sounds, as if proclaiming the birth of a new master!

Zhang Xuanchen held the clan seal, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and turned to face all the clansmen.

The young face at this moment exuded only determination and unquestionable authority!

"I, Zhang Xuanchen, hereby assume the position of the sixth patriarch!"

I hereby swear:

All members of the Zhang family who are diligent, hardworking, and exceptionally talented will be nurtured by the family with abundant resources!

Anyone who makes a contribution to the Zhang family will be richly rewarded and their name will be recorded in the family history!

Anyone who offends the dignity of the Zhang clan and harms the lives of my people without cause, whether immortal or demonic, will be punished no matter how far away they are!

The boy's voice was strong and clear, without the slightest timidity, only an indomitable spirit and a clear blueprint!

The family members listened with great excitement, their eyes shining brightly!

All the tribespeople bowed in unison, their voices rising in a chorus:

"The Zhang family members pay their respects to the clan head!"

I am willing to follow the clan leader and lead the Zhang clan to create new glories!

I am willing to follow the clan leader and lead the Zhang clan to create new glories!

"I am willing to follow the clan leader and lead the Zhang clan to create new glories!"

The Grand Elder shouted again:

"The ceremony is complete—"

Zhang Xuanchen stood on the high platform and nodded slightly.

Zhang Hongzhan was deeply shocked when he saw the two characters in front of him.

Sure enough, his youngest son was more suitable to be the head of the Zhang clan than he was.

After this was over, the Zhang clan members quickly dispersed, changed their clothes, and scattered to guard various parts of the Zhang family estate.

Many guests came to the Zhang family's house, including some with delicate connections. To avoid trouble, they had to be vigilant at all times.

As for family reforms, there's definitely too much to say today.

It can only be done tomorrow.

The guests in the welcoming hall are now of great importance.

If they don't go for a long time, people might say that the Zhang family is deliberately keeping them waiting.

Outside the courtyard of the Welcoming Hall.

A young man dressed in a tattered Taoist robe, his face covered in grime, stood on a rock, his hands constantly making calculations, his brows furrowed.

He kept muttering something to himself.

"Damn it~"

What's going on?

Why did the Zhang family's fortunes suddenly rise so dramatically, only to then become unpredictable and ever-changing?

It fluctuates wildly, making it impossible to calculate.

How could this happen?

Damn it, I've lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and this is the first time I've encountered a family like this.

This is truly eye-opening!

No, we have to go check it out.

Indeed, the young man before them was none other than Jun Xiaoyao, who had "traveled here".

Just as he was about to go in, he suddenly felt something was amiss.

I washed my face by the Linghu Lake, a kilometer away in front of the Guest Reception Hall.

It wasn't that he didn't want to change his clothes, but he didn't even have a storage ring on him, so where could he go to change?

Even the outfit he was wearing was taken from a wicked cultivator who wanted to kill him.

As for storage bags or storage rings, they're just thrown away casually.

He has lived for hundreds of thousands of years and has long had enough of his previous life.

Everything else was external to him.

He had just reached the entrance of the welcoming hall when he was stopped by a young man dressed in fine clothes.

He chuckled and said sarcastically:

"Where did this beggar come from? Is this a place you can just come to?"

"The world is so big, there are all kinds of people."

It's one thing for those poor, rogue cultivators to come and freeload, but now even beggars have come!

Can you fucking produce a spirit stone as a congratulatory gift?

Damn it, making me, this young master, eat in the same room as a beggar! That's an insult to me!

Get the hell out of here! If it weren't for the Zhang family's sake today!

"I'll beat every shameless beggar like you I see to death!"

Upon hearing the young man in fine clothes speak, several of his lackeys chimed in in agreement:

"Hey! You beggar! Didn't you hear what Young Master Lan said?"

Get out of here now!

"Damn it! Get out of here! Are you looking for death?!"