Chapter 293

Soon, the virtual interface before him began to change!

The original personal page was replaced by a new one.

The new page was primarily yellow, with red as an accent.

At the very top, it read 【Level One Zone】.

Below were the 【Level One Categories】:

Cultivation Techniques, Martial Arts, Elixirs, Spirit Herbs, Magic Treasures.......

Each category was divided more precisely.

For example, once the Magic Treasures category was clicked, the 【Level Two Categories】 would instantly pop up:

Clothing, Armor, Boots, Mirror, Sword, Knife, Spear, Halberd, Whip......

This would allow clan members to more easily select what they needed.

And beneath each item,

besides having an image, name, rank, and function listed,

it also showed the number of contribution points required to exchange for the item, and its source.

If the exchange succeeded, one could follow the clan token's instructions to collect the item from its source.

At the very bottom of the page were the page numbers: one, two, three, four, five.....

And options to switch zones.

The higher one's status and authority, the more advanced zones one could switch to, and the more high-tier resources one could exchange for.

The zones were divided into levels one through nine, corresponding to the nine ranks of Jiang family's internal hierarchy.

Additionally, Jiang Daoxuan could use the maternal clan token to grant temporary or permanent higher-level authority to a holder of a subordinate clan token.

As for the 【Clan Tasks】 and 【Trading Platform】 sections,

since the subordinate clan tokens had not yet been distributed to clan members, they were essentially empty.

Then, Jiang Daoxuan withdrew his gaze.

He considered that these functions were already sufficient for the Jiang family at present.

Any shortcomings could be gradually supplemented and revised later.

Thus, Jiang Daoxuan immediately began crafting subordinate clan tokens.

He intended to ensure every clan member received one!

Such a valuable item could not be given preferentially to some and denied to others.

On the other side,

Tianxuan Base, Patriarch's Hall.

Jiang Daoyun had changed into a brand-new black robe.

Cloud patterns adorned both sleeves, and a design was embroidered on the chest.

Six blue dots and one red dot.

The red dot's position represented the Tianxuan lineage.

His hair was no longer loosely draped but secured with a hair crown.

Facial hair had been trimmed, and his longsword and greatbow had been stored within his purple mansion.

His frame was imposing, his face sharply chiseled, his eyebrows thick and swordlike, his eyes bright and piercing!

He was utterly unrecognizable from his former woodcutter appearance!

At this moment, Jiang Daoyun sat upright on a wooden chair.

Before him was a long wooden table, piled high with materials one meter thick!

Beside him stood nine men and women, all Elders of the Tianxuan lineage.

Among them, four were old acquaintances from Xuancheng; the other five had been transferred from other branch families.

Jiang Daoyun looked around.

His eyes filled with disbelief.

He felt as if in a dream, still asleep and unable to awaken.

He knew well the talents of these old acquaintances.

Without extraordinary fortune, they would likely never break through to the Primordial Realm in this lifetime.

After all, even he, with his modest talent, had only reached Primordial Realm Level Two when he left.

Yet now, after just one long journey,

the weakest among them had clearly cultivated to Primordial Realm Level Seven!

This was truly astonishing progress.

How had they cultivated so fast?

Jiang Daoyun was utterly baffled.

The clan chief and his own Yan'er were understandable.

But how could everyone else have advanced so irrationally?

He had previously been proud of his own achievements.

But now, it seemed that without those strokes of fortune, relying solely on normal cultivation,

his own cultivation base would likely not even surpass theirs.

As Jiang Daoyun fell silent,

the surroundings grew utterly still.

After more than ten breaths.

It was still an elder of the Hong generation from the original Xuancheng who first broke the silence:

"Branch Master, the records and information on the young clansmen of our Tianxuan branch are all here. The various performances recorded by the stewards over recent days are also included."

"Although the old Branch Master has already sorted through most of it, to be absolutely certain, we still need you to inspect it once. If there are no issues, the promotion list for the first batch of clansmen will be formally drawn up in the next few days..."

Hearing this, Jiang Daoyun gazed at the pile of materials before him.

He could not help but extend his right hand and rub his temples on both sides.

He had never expected it at all.

The moment he had just returned, his father had been unable to wait any longer to step down and let him take on this position of Tianxuan Branch Master.

If it were letting him brandish a blade or wield a spear, naturally there would be no problem.

But handling family affairs was, after all, his shortcoming.

Yet the matter had already become a foregone conclusion, impossible to change.

Jiang Daoyun could only heave a light sigh, then immediately grab the materials and begin examining them one by one.

As he continued to flip through them, his expression gradually grew solemn.

Because he suddenly discovered—

The average cultivation base of the Tianxuan branch's clansmen was astonishingly high!

Any clansman who had reached the age of sixteen, male or female, had a cultivation base of Condensed Blood Realm sixth level or above!

One must know that in the former Xuancheng branch, clansmen of this age generally only had a cultivation base of Body Tempering Realm fourth level!

The gap between them was plain to see, truly a world of difference, leaving him endlessly amazed!

Especially upon seeing one young clansman after another, at an age not yet twenty, successively breaking through to the Innate Realm.

The shock in Jiang Daoyun's heart climbed to its very peak!

He could not help but sigh: "Such formidable talent—these are all the future hope of the clan..."

"Looking at it now, every branch family's return to the main family is truly the wisest choice. Without the main family, without the Clan Chief's forgiveness and recall of us, when would we branch family people ever have been able to reach such a glorious state?"

At this moment, having witnessed the clan's foundation, Jiang Daoyun was instantly plunged into deep shock, unable to extricate himself!

He could not help but sigh at the greatness of the Clan Chief!

If not for the Clan Chief—a great figure of such brilliant valor and magnificent talent—suddenly appearing in the world.

I fear that even if another ten thousand, a hundred thousand, or even a million years were to pass!

They still might not have been able to reach this step.

The greater likelihood would still be sinking into mediocrity, or vanishing without accomplishment into the long river of history!