If the Zhao Family hadn't suffered that great upheaval back then and had instead developed smoothly to this day, they would likely have at least ten Nascent Soul True Monarchs in their ranks.
"Let's go!"
At his side, Zhao Wanyi said gently, "We'll see my mother first, and then we can go together and start Opening the Furnace and Refining Pills."
Her mother was the current Patriarch of the Zhao Family, as well as one of the two Nascent Soul True Monarchs stationed in the clan.
Ling Changqing assented and followed her toward the Clan Assembly Hall.
Before long, they were ascending the wide White Jade Steps. Passing rows of stern-faced guards and Daoist Soldier Puppets wielding long halberds, the pair finally walked through the grand and imposing main entrance.
The vast hall was shrouded in silence. Only a slender, graceful figure seated upon a high dais remained perfectly still, like an exquisite statue.
