Yunmeng Immortal Clan

Song Zhichu glanced at Song Daoxuan's back, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

"Unexpectedly, no one in the family has any faith in you, yet you're the first among the Dao generation to reach Foundation Establishment. Is Foundation Establishment really that simple?"

The head of the family, Song Zhichu, stood with his hands behind his back, oblivious to the wind ruffling his black hair.

The news that Song Daoxuan was the first member of the Dao generation in his family to advance to the Foundation Establishment stage had not yet spread, and the Foundation Establishment ceremony had not yet been finalized.

After bidding farewell to the clan chief, Song Daoxuan first met with some of his relatives and friends.

However, he only told his parents, Song Honghu and Jiang Ruyi, about his foundation-building achievement, and instructed them not to spread the news for the time being.

Song Honghu and Jiang Ruyi understood his meaning, and neither of them were talkative people.

Inside the cave.

Song Honghu and Jiang Ruyi gazed at their son with pride.

"Little Xuanzi, you truly are your parents' son. Your successful establishment of your immortal foundation today is not only a great joy for the Qinglian Song Clan, but also something your parents are extremely proud of!"

"Kid! Well done! You didn't let us down after raising you with so much care and hardship..."

If their son hadn't already turned 30, the two of them would have loved to kiss him on the cheek.

For a Qi Refining cultivator to establish a Foundation Establishment stage is indeed a great stroke of luck for a Foundation Establishment cultivation family like the Song family.

Without a stroke of luck, even ordinary family cultivators with three spiritual roots would still have a high chance of failing to establish their foundation without the aid of a Foundation Establishment Pill.

For a Foundation Establishment cultivation family, Core Formation is an insurmountable peak that has been passed down for hundreds of years and dozens of generations.

"The clan leader said you need to go to the Mu Clan. The Mu Clan is currently facing a beast tide attack. Go and offer your assistance, and while you're at it, bring your daughter-in-law back..."

"This is a wild goose that your father hunted in the mountains. Take this goose and the marriage certificate to the Mu family and tell them about your intention to marry their daughter!"

Upon hearing this, Song Daoxuan nodded and put the wild goose and marriage certificate into his storage bag.

After bidding farewell to his parents, the clan chief's message arrived again, urgently urging Song Daoxuan to rush to the aid of the Qingzhimu clan.

Thus, Song Daoxuan, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, went first, flying on his sword. His blue Daoist robe swept across the lake in mid-air, passing over Qingfeng Lake, and flew northwards.

They arrived at the Mu clan's residence, Qingzhi Ridge.

Qingzhi Ridge is the northernmost part of Yunmeng and borders the Yunling Mountains.

Unlike the Qinglian Song Clan, a Foundation Establishment Immortal Clan located on the Yunmeng Marsh, the Qingzhi Ridge Clan is situated on land, directly facing the Yunling Mountains, where demonic beasts have always been rampant.

Song Daoxuan directly took out the token representing the Qinglian Song Clan.

Then a Qi Refining Level 9 cultivator from the Qingzhimu Clan flew over.

The person in front of me is an elder of the Qingzhimu clan, who is about sixty years old.

"My name is Mu Zigui, an elder of the Mu Clan. I thank you for leading your clan to aid my Qingzhi Mu Clan. May I ask your surname?"

Although Song Daoxuan had reached the Foundation Establishment stage, he still activated the Turtle Breathing Technique to suppress his cultivation level to the sixth level of Qi Refining.

"My name is Song Daoyu!"

"Uh! The first batch of cultivators sent by the noble family, led by Fairy Hong Shu, are already suppressing demons on the battlefield! Is it possible that the second batch of cultivators only includes you?" Mu Zigui first detected Song Daoxuan's Qi Refining Level 6 cultivation level with his divine sense.

Then Mu Zigui peered behind Song Daoxuan for a long time, but did not see any of Song's clansmen.

In fact, what Mu Zigui did not know was that Song Daoxuan, who was standing in front of him, was already a Foundation Establishment cultivator. With his Foundation Establishment cultivation, he flew on his sword and indeed left the second batch of Qi Refining family cultivators sent by the Song family to aid the Mu family far behind.

"Oh! The rest of the clansmen won't arrive for a while!"

Upon hearing Song Daoxuan's words, Mu Zigui's expression softened.

"Immortal Master, head in that direction and continue forward; that's the battlefield. Some Foundation Establishment cultivators dispatched by the upper sects, along with the noble Fairy Hong Shu, are already holding back the beast tide!"

Mu Zigui pointed to a direction for Song Daoxuan, and just then, a small team of Mu clan Qi-cultivating immortal cultivators rushing to the front lines of the battlefield passed by.

The team in front of them consisted of about eight or nine people, all of whom were at the third to sixth level of Qi Refining. They were slightly young, and judging from their attire, they should all be young talents from the Qingzhimu clan.

These Mu clan cultivators were all seated on flying demonic beasts, appearing to be in a hurry.

Behind this small team was a vast army of clan soldiers, all descendants of the Mu clan.

"Fellow Daoists, I am a member of the Song Clan of Qinglian, here to aid the Mu Clan of Qingzhi Ridge. Please take me to the battlefield!"

Upon hearing this, the cultivators of the Mu clan turned their attention to Song Daoxuan.

"My apologies, my apologies! It turns out you are a fellow Daoist from the Qinglian Song Clan. However, the battlefield is urgent, and there is no time for idle chatter. Fellow Daoist, please quickly board the beast-drawn carriage and let us rush to the front lines to resist the beast tide!"

A man dressed in a Confucian robe and feathered hat, who was in the lead, cupped his hands towards Song Daoxuan.

Without any hesitation, Song Daoxuan climbed onto a flying beast-drawn carriage and rode alongside the man.

"My name is Mu Wenhua, and these are my younger brother Mu Wenji and my younger sister Mu Wenyao..."

Mu Wenhua, aboard the beast-drawn carriage, excitedly introduced the several young cultivators on the adjacent carriage to Song Daoxuan.

"Mu Wenyao..." Upon hearing these three words, Song Daoxuan suddenly remembered something.

"The marriage certificate my father gave me clearly stated the marriage that the Mu family had promised me, and it recorded that the person in question was Wen Yao, a member of the Wen generation in the Mu family..."

"What a coincidence! I never expected to run into my fiancée here..."

Song Dao glanced at the woman and saw that Mu Wenyao was wearing a light blue dress, with a delicate face, pink lips and a pretty nose. She was a true beauty.

However, Song Daoxuan didn't feel anything, after all, among the beauties he had seen, Zhou Yuling was generally better than this woman.

Song Daoxuan greeted each of them, but did not intend to reveal his name.

Mu Wenyao and the other members of the Mu clan responded casually and then continued their cheerful conversation.

"Wen Yao, you haven't found a suitable Daoist partner all these years? Are you still waiting for that Song disciple? I've inquired about him, I think his name is something like Song Daoxuan..." A family cultivator next to her teased.

Mu Wenyao snorted coldly upon hearing this.

"Tch! This Song family member is quite good at hiding his true abilities. However, it's said that more than ten years ago, he was just a Qi Refining Level 3 cultivator, and one with the worst aptitude—five spiritual roots. I really don't want to become his Daoist partner!"

"What can be done about arranged marriages!"

"However, a letter came from the clan saying that Song Daoxuan is coming soon to verify the marriage certificate. I plan to persuade him to break off the engagement. Marrying someone with five spiritual roots as a Daoist partner is not as good as marrying a random cultivator from the martial world..."

The woman in the green dress had a piercing gaze and an extremely determined expression.

Hearing this from several feet away, Song Daoxuan was delighted. That made things much easier. Mu Lingyao didn't want to marry him, and he didn't want to marry her either. This was just right.