From Family Fisherman to Water Virtue True Immortal-Chapter 244 - 239: Zong Yao Becomes a God

"Pay respects to the Clan Leader!"

Inside the Evergreen Hall, Li Quanqing stood at the highest place, looking down at the Li Family elders, who were bowing respectfully, but his emotions were not particularly stirred.

His status within the Li Family had already peaked, and now it was merely a matter of rightfully taking over this position.

Indeed, he was not very eager to assume the great role of Clan Leader, but given the Green Jade Li Family’s somewhat declining presence to the public, this had to be done.

"From now on, I will lead the family’s development. Elders, please follow my lead."

Li Quanqing slightly cupped his hands, and behind him, the Green Tide Pearl slowly rose, its halo shimmering. A majestic pressure swept across the hall, prompting everyone to involuntarily kneel down.

He couldn’t help but remember the joy when he was first established as a family elder.

Now, even at the pinnacle of power, that state of mind was no longer the same.

The grandeur of time is truly incredible, turning a young man into a towering tree while also eroding many things.

Old Clan Chief Li Zongyao stood behind him, watching this scene with considerable satisfaction.

With such an excellent successor, he could finally rest easy and cease to cultivate, becoming another of the Li Family’s hidden Divine Spirits.

The Divine Dao Magical Artifact chosen by Li Zongyao was his original Lifebound Spiritual Artifact, the "Green Tide Tripod," a Spiritual Artifact documented in the Azure Sea Tide Generation Skill.

He had refined the Green Tide Tripod for nearly two hundred years, which could be said to already embody his own Tao, making it the most suitable foundation for transitioning to the Incense Fire Divine Dao.

The large tripod was square, presenting a blue color as vast as the Hanhai.

On its legs coiled patterns of Flood Dragons, while its belly was engraved with the roiling and surging waves of the Green Tide, looking quite imposing.

Li Quanqing merely inscribed additional Divine Spirit Array Patterns on the surface of the Spirit Cauldron, serving as a medium for the adherence of the Incense Fire God, thus successfully completing the Divine Dao Magical Artifact.

Li Zongyao held on for another month, personally teaching Li Quanqing until he was fully familiar with the duties of a Clan Leader, and then willingly gave up his corporal body.

Of course, he did not fall but was preparing to transition to an Incense Fire Divine Spirit, like Li Zongzhuo, with the help of the altar’s power.

It was still within the Scripture Pavilion, but this time, the host of the transition ritual had changed to Li Zongzhuo.

After this period of deep slumber, he had finally stabilized his Divine Spirit imprint, mastered that powerful and tumultuous divine power, and his Cultivation remained stable at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage.

Li Zongyao’s body was seated at the very top of the altar, with a sea-blue large tripod erected in front of him, surrounded by the ancestral tablets of the Li Family.

Streams of Incense Fire Divine Power radiated from these ancestral tablets, forming flames and auroras that gradually converged in mid-air into a faint golden silhouette.

"After this transition, the incense accumulated by the family over a thousand years will truly be expended."

Li Zongzhuo, donning the Divine Robe, spoke indifferently, noticing far fewer tablets around him than last time, giving an appearance of sparseness.

"I will have our people go out and purchase ancient relics that might contain incense to ensure the family can foster a sufficient number of Divine Spirits in the future."

Li Quanqing spoke, now entrusted with the great position of Clan Leader, a sense of authority emerging from him.

Following Li Zongzhuo’s explanation, while external incense could also be refined, the loss was immense, just about capable of extracting one percent of it.

Only by ensuring the cult’s objects of worship were Divine Spirits themselves could one fully refine and utilize them, transforming them into one’s own Primordial Divine Power.

In mid-air, the faint golden glow surged, eventually re-forming into the visage of Li Zongyao, wearing a long robe and bathed in the morning light, divine and inviolable.

A staggering pressure unfolded, representing a level of life above mortals, making even Cultivators feel waves of pressure.

"Foundation Establishment Middle Stage..."

Li Quanqing’s eyes flashed, immediately sensing the Old Clan Chief’s current Cultivation.

This time’s scarce incense allowed the maintenance of such Cultivation thanks to his powerful Divine Soul, already at the Foundation Establishment level, much stronger than Li Zongzhuo was back in the day.

"This is the feeling of being a Divine Spirit, isn’t it? Devoid of a fleshly body, yet equally real, somewhat like the Divine Soul leaving the body."

Li Zongyao opened his eyes, golden light bursting from his pupils, the thick scent of incense swirling around his body as his Divine Robe fluttered in the wind.

He felt as if there was an endless power inside him, far more robust than his old frail body, bursting with vitality as if he would never age. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

Of course, that was just his misconception.

Once the Incense Fire Divine Power was exhausted, the deities would also fall into a deep slumber, and even the True Spirit might be eroded away by the passage of time.

"Brother Yao, since you have just successfully transitioned in your cultivation practice, it is best to enter hibernation for a period to stabilize the divine spirit imprint within your body to prevent instability in your True Spirit."

Next to him, Li Zongzhuo spoke up, holding a Green Jade Array Plate in his hand, engraved with intertwined array patterns of various colors.

Li Zongyao nodded, the initial excitement having passed, and he indeed felt waves of fatigue now.

His figure swayed, and he dove into the large cauldron in front of him, the luster misty, transforming into a Divine Embryo that slept within.

Subsequently, the Green Tide Tripod rose into the air, swirling, and then shrank to the size of a palm, cradled in the hands of Li Quanqing.

"I will hold a grand memorial ceremony for the Old Clan Chief to gather enough power of incense belief, assisting him to recover his cultivation of the Foundation Establishment Late Stage as early as possible."

Those present heard the words but had no objections.

That day, it was extremely rare, but a continuous drizzle started falling within the Qingyu Cave Heaven, misty and hazy, the sky gloomy.

Above the clouds, the two Green Horned Fish Dragons exerted themselves to circulate the water vapor, calling upon the wind and rain, summoning this persistent light rain.

Starting from the Jade Dragon Pond, white banners hung high, stretching across the entire clan territory, the mourning family members coming to offer sacrifices nearly endless, all dressed in undyed hemp.

"Offer Sacrifices!!"

In front of the solemn and majestic ceremonial coffin, the Green Tide Cauldron stood tall, receiving the devout worship of the clan members, large incense candles burning, the green smoke twirling up, all burrowing deep into the tripod, nurturing the Divine Embryo.

From a certain angle, it was this cauldron that everyone was worshipping, not the actual body of the Old Clan Chief.

Li Quanqing also wore white silk, standing by the side, the atmosphere silent yet filled with sorrow, many clan members secretly sobbing.

Clearly, the Old Clan Chief’s prestige was high, everyone spontaneously revered him, unwilling to accept the fact of his passing.

Such a sad emotion made the incense belief gathered for the worship even purer, easily refined by the Divine Spirit.

"Quanqing, Li Quangeng has rushed here from the Sect and is now standing outside the Grotto Heaven, should we let him in?"

Li Quanmo quietly approached, his lips moving, transmitting his message secretly.

"Let him in."

Li Quanqing sighed. After all, the Old Clan Chief hasn’t truly died; it wasn’t a time for a complete fallout.

Not seeing each other for merely a few months, Li Quangeng looked even more haggard than before, thin and gaunt, with hair dry and fragile, looking like a rusted long sword.

He remained reticent, not uttering a word, merely silently picking up incense candles and paper money, worshiping there, his eyes red-rimmed.

"Any news from Zhou Caimei?"

Li Quanqing came up to him and asked softly, certainly not going to let go of this old monster suspected of seizing another’s body.

Li Quangeng shook his head, unwilling to dwell too much on this topic.

Perhaps he still couldn’t believe it, his spouse from past days, loving and caring, would betray him by killing the senior he respected the most.

It could only be said that from the very beginning, Zhou Caimei approached him with ill intent, aiming to steal away the mana cultivated from the Azure Sea Tide Generation Skill.

"This man has passed away, journeyed to the west on a crane, the cycle of life and death is vast, reincarnating to new life!"

"Offer Sacrifices!!"

In the final moment, led by Li Quanqing, all the Foundation Establishment Cultivators of the Li Family solemnly stood there, sincerely offering their worship.

The power of incense supplied by the Foundation Establishment Cultivators was extraordinarily robust and astonishing, like rainbows piercing through the heavens, all entering into the large cauldron.

Bathed in this thick divine power, Li Zongyao’s cultivation steadily grew toward his former level of Foundation Establishment Late Stage.

Moreover, this was not yet the limit for the Old Clan Chief.

After all, his Divine Soul had not been damaged, and it complemented the divine spirit imprint, progressing slowly but surely towards the realm of Foundation Establishment Great Perfection.

After the ceremony dissipated, the body remained preserved in ice, the coffin buried deep within the forbidden area of the clan, and a memorial tablet was invited into the ancestral shrine.

Li Quanqing, holding the Green Tide Cauldron, sensed the Divine Spirit Embryo inside continually growing stronger and couldn’t help but finally feel relieved.

Although to the outside world, the Li Family might seem weakened, in reality, it was merely lurking, a dragon lying in wait.

Just waiting to soar to the heavens!