Wizard: Building a Cultivation Family from Scratch

Kingdom of Loen, Province of Leon.

A light drizzle fell over the river valley plains, and white mist permeated the mountains and fields, making the surroundings even more tranquil.

This is the Roland family cemetery.

As one of the oldest families in the Kingdom of Rune, it is not unusual for them to have their own family cemetery within their territory.

Unfortunately, even the most glorious families eventually come to an end.

This once colossal family, which produced two dukes, five earls, and more than twenty grand knights, has completely withdrawn from the stage of power after a thousand years of historical changes.

The Roland family, which once boasted thousands of blood relatives, has now dwindled to a mere dozen or so members.

Even the family territory has been reduced to a lonely castle in the Blackwater Valley.

Even worse...

Just three days ago, Baron Cade Roland died in battle along with three of his family knights while helping the villages in his territory defend against bandits.

According to the laws of the kingdom, Baron Cade Roland has no children, so his family estates and noble titles will be inherited by his only niece, Oriana Roland.

Almost anyone with eyes can see it.

After losing their patriarch and all their knights, what kind of situation will the poor Roland family face...?

……

"Rise, my uncle!"

The sky was overcast, and under the ancient oak tree, a girl with braided pigtails was kneeling on one knee in front of a brand-new white tombstone.

She looked solemn, waving her hands and muttering incantations, as if she were casting some kind of spell.

The strange atmosphere prompted the girl's two personal maids to secretly flee back to the castle.

Since the old baron's death, the two maids had already "foreseen" the fate of the Roland family.

Perhaps within a month, the fierce bandits or wandering knights in the surrounding area will break through this empty castle and loot all the remaining treasure inside!

They came from poor families and just wanted to make a living; there was no need for them to accompany the Roland family to their funeral.

Moreover, judging from the current situation,

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The newly appointed head of the family—Miss Oriana—has completely gone mad!

She actually dared to try and resurrect the old baron using that terrible witchcraft...

Oh, what a pitiful girl.

May God forgive her ignorance...

"Rise, my uncle!"

Perhaps seeing no response, the youthful-looking Orianna gritted her teeth and called out again.

She knew, of course, how the two departing maids viewed her.

But she doesn't care.

After all, even if that smelly homeless merchant really did cheat him, so what?

It's just a tattered notebook worth ten silver dollars...

After losing her only family member in the world, young Oriana is suffering pain and torment that is hard for others to understand.

She was like a leaf in a storm, in danger of being destroyed at any moment.

No matter what method she uses, she is willing to pay any price as long as it can make things better for her and this damned family!

"Rise, my..."

"Snap!!!"

Just as Orianna was about to call out for the third time, a thunderclap boomed, and red lightning streaked across the sky, instantly illuminating the gloomy graveyard as if it were daytime!

"what!"

Orianna, hiding under her hood, trembled slightly with fear.

She was, after all, just a sixteen-year-old girl, and it was natural for her to feel afraid when performing forbidden arts in such a gloomy and terrifying environment.

"Thank goodness... nothing's wrong. Yes, keep it up, Oriana. You're the head of the Roland family now, you can't be a coward."

The girl patted her chest, comforting herself.

however……

Just when she thought her "attempt" had completely failed, she suddenly noticed that the ground behind the tombstone shifted slightly!

"..."

Orianna's expression suddenly froze. Her eyes widened as she stared intently ahead, completely petrified.

"This, this is..."

Her teeth chattered involuntarily, making it impossible for her to utter a complete, coherent sentence.

next moment.

A pale arm suddenly burst from the ground!

"...

God, God above...

It's actually true?!

Oriana could hardly believe her eyes.

A complex emotion welled up from the depths of her heart, causing her body to tremble involuntarily...

"It worked...it actually worked!"

That homeless merchant didn't lie to me!

The notes are real!! Uncle Cade has come back to life!!

The joy of her loved one coming back to life almost overwhelmed Orianna, and she suddenly jumped up from the ground!

however.

Before she could even run towards the tombstone.

But her feet remained firmly rooted to the spot!

Because she suddenly realized:

Although arms did indeed emerge from the grave...

But the location seems to be wrong...

That's not Uncle Cade's grave at all!

And how could that arm be just a piece of bone?!

Can a person rot away to the bone just three days after death?

That's clearly unlikely...

Before Orianna could think any further, a deep voice suddenly rang out.

"Ha!"

Soil and debris flew everywhere.

Under Oriana's gaze, a stark white skeleton suddenly leaped out of a grave to the left and behind Cade Roland!

……

……

My head is spinning...

A jumble of noises surrounded my ears.

In the darkness, Jiang Cheng gradually woke up, but his mind felt like it had been put into a washing machine, hazy and confused.

What place is this?

Shouldn't I be in seclusion trying to break through to the Purple Mansion Realm?

in fact.

This was not Jiang Cheng's first time traveling through time.

In his previous life, he transmigrated to the world of cultivation and, with the help of the "Family Cultivation Panel," successfully built his foundation from a low-level rogue cultivator and personally created a cultivation family.

However, he unexpectedly died while in seclusion breaking through the Purple Mansion barrier, which is why he came back to this world...

"Hmm... There's no spiritual energy left in my body, I've turned back into a mortal..."

"So, it seems I've been reborn?"

The thought popped into Jiang Cheng's mind.

This left him both delighted and helpless.

While it's always good to have escaped death, it also means that all the hard work I've put in over the past few centuries has been destroyed in an instant...

Starting from scratch and overcoming countless hardships, he not only survived the cruel world of cultivation but also successfully established his foundation, creating a vast cultivation family so that his descendants could enjoy the blessings brought by their ancestor...

The sense of accomplishment he felt was something only Jiang Cheng himself truly understood.

"What a pity..."

Although he felt some regret, Jiang Cheng was not one to wallow in melancholy.

He firmly believed that he could rely on his centuries of accumulated experience.

And the superior cultivation methods that ordinary cultivators could never glimpse in their entire lives.

It's not impossible to embark on the path of cultivation again, or even establish a larger cultivation family!

Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng took a deep breath.

The cool air passed through the mouth and went straight out from under the skull.

"..."

"...Hmm? Why do I feel so cold?"

Jiang Cheng subconsciously reached out and touched his head.

However, it's okay if you don't touch it.

Upon touching it, however, one felt a cold, hard, and slippery sensation.

This feeling is very strange.

It felt like touching a skull that had been soaked by rain...

and many more!

At this moment, Jiang Cheng seemed to have thought of something.

He suddenly "opened his eyes".

And finally, the vision gradually became clear...

Standing before him was a terrified girl.

And the world around him was no longer the one he was familiar with.

Looking up, three huge red moons hung in the sky, casting a mysterious hue over the entire valley.

"..."

"Holy crap! Where have I ended up? Is this still the cultivation world??"

Jiang Cheng subconsciously looked down.

But what came into view was a pair of stark white, bony hands.