Family Management Game In Immortal Continent

Chapter 877: Chapter 871: The Li Clan’s Ultimate Shut-In

Li Wei did not bother paying attention to the matter of the Three Corpses either.

The fact that those major powers and the Immortal Suppression Department looked down on others truly meant nothing to him.

“Developing silently and strengthening oneself—that is the Righteous Path.”

He mumbled to himself.

He had already arrived at the north of the Azure Cloud Prefecture, the territory of the former Duravia Trade Prefecture.

The blizzards of the past had long since ceased.

After over a century of recuperation, the common people were living and working in peace.

The Aeternus Sect and the Perennis Immortal Palace had become the two dominant sects in this region.

Having lost numerous disciples during the great wars of years past, they had secretly scattered many fated opportunities throughout the mortal world to recruit new blood and restore their vitality.

The Immortal Martial Grotto-Heaven was located here in the north.

A massive city had risen just outside it.

The root cause for this prosperity was the Battle of the Longevity Domain all those years ago.

The blood of the Immortal Zhao Clan—spilled as they resurrected time and time again—had soaked this land, resulting in exceptionally dense spiritual energy.

Furthermore, many powerhouses had perished in the vicinity, leaving behind numerous secret realms and ancient ruins.

Inside the Immortal Martial Grotto-Heaven, Li Zhiheng sat cross-legged, preaching the Dao to a crowd of surrounding Li Clan disciples.

Besides Li Zhiheng, the flickering flame of an oil lamp had actually grown a pair of eyes.

[Candle Spirit]

[Rank: Qi Refining Level 3]

[Origin: Due to Li Zhiheng’s continuous use of his Domain and Primordial Spirit Techniques while meditating for over a century, this candle flame absorbed the spiritual energy of the Immortal Martial Grotto-Heaven.

After listening to the Dao for a hundred years, it gained sentience.]

The clan’s ultimate shut-in…

He’s stayed inside so long that he’s even cultivated the candle flame next to him into a sentient being…

Even the clan disciples could not see Li Zhiheng’s face clearly.

He sat atop a lotus platform that resembled a flower bud gently opening and closing, shrouded in a dense mist of spiritual energy, appearing deeply mysterious.

The gazes of the descendants were filled with longing and admiration; in the eyes of the younger generations, these elders all seemed rather enigmatic.

Li Wei did not disturb Li Zhiheng, who was so passionate about cultivation and preaching the Dao, and instead headed deeper inside.

At the rear of the Immortal Martial Grotto-Heaven stood a massive mountain that towered into the clouds.

A stone stele stood erect at the foot of the mountain, bearing the inscription: “Cliff of Repentance.”

Atop the Cliff of Repentance, three or five clan descendants sat cross-legged.

Upon closer inspection, it was apparent that most were descendants of the ‘Jian’, ‘Qiu’, and ‘Chu’ generations.

They had all committed violations of family rules—neither too major nor too minor—and were punished to face the wall and reflect on their mistakes at the Cliff of Repentance.

Today, it seemed someone’s term of punishment was up.

A cold snort resounded from the sky above the Cliff of Repentance.

“Li Chuming, descendant of the Silver Moon Li Lineage.

Your nature is tyrannical, and you slaughtered commoners in the mortal realm.

Your ten-year term of facing the wall has now concluded. If you offend again, This Seat shall personally cleanse the clan of you!”

“Yes, this child will take it to heart and dares not offend again.”

With that, the descendant departed.

Li Wei raised an eyebrow.

As the number of descendants continued to increase, it was inevitable that the good would be intermingled with the bad.

Regarding clan disciples who committed offenses—relying on his current Divine Soul, he only needed to expand his awareness to investigate.

Let alone the details of the few hundred descendants currently on his System Panel, even if there were ten thousand or a hundred thousand, he could identify within moments who had transgressed.

If clan disciples violated family rules, the Clan Elders in the Ancestral Hall would mete out punishment.

Those with minor offenses were sent to Silver Moon City to mine.

Those with heavier sins were sent here, to the back mountain of the Immortal Martial Grotto-Heaven, to face the wall in repentance for at least five years.