Chapter 294

At this moment, they heard Jiang Daoxuan's sigh.

All the Elders present also wore expressions of longing and chimed in:

"For our clan to produce a hero like the Clan Lord is truly thanks to the protection of our ancestors through the ages."

"By uniting all branch families into today's renowned Cangwu Jiang Clan of Tiandou Prefecture, causing countless factions to come pay homage! The Clan Lord's glorious achievements have left all predecessors far behind, forging a new path in our clan's history!"

"From the day the Clan Lord emerged from seclusion, the clan's chronicles were split into two eras!"

"Hahaha! Who, in the past, could have imagined that our Jiang Clan would become a famed and illustrious house in Tiandou Prefecture within just a few months?"

"Isn't that the truth? Just a few months ago, not a single Purple Mansion cultivator existed among all our branch and main families combined, and even the number of Primordial Martial Artists didn't exceed the fingers of two hands! How could we ever have been like this now?"

Over the past several months, the changes the Clan Lord has brought to the clan have been visible to all!

Even in their hearts,

the Clan Lord is like a blazing sun high above.

It hangs in the heavens, radiating boundless light, illuminating every clan member and dispelling all danger!

An unprecedented sense of security has made them revere him as a deity!

This unparalleled level of devotion has never existed before.

Throughout the entire history of the Jiang Clan, no previous Clan Lord could compare to him!

In fact, there is simply no comparison at all between them!

Such a majestic Clan Lord, beloved by every clan member, has never existed before—and likely never will again.

Listening to the clamor of their praise,

Jiang Daoxuan leaned back in his chair, tilted his head, and gazed at the golden dome carved with auspicious mythical beasts.

His eyes sparkled, and a faint smile curved his lips:

"Yes, such a Clan Lord is truly worthy of giving up everything to follow—even unto death, one would have no regrets..."

Thinking back on all he had witnessed along the way,

the Clan Lord's immense strength and vast heart,

the tremendous changes in Jiang Yan, Jiang Hao, and Jiang Yi,

his own father, whose lifespan was nearly spent and who had long lost hope of reaching Primordial Martial, had successfully broken through to the Purple Mansion realm and gained another century of life!

The many clan members he had met along the way,

each with smiles shining on their faces,

radiating an indescribable vitality, all brimming with youthful vigor and boundless drive,

all sweating and striving for the clan's rise!

That intense sense of belonging and pride,

filled him with awe and gradually made him feel it himself.

Who, with such a wise Clan Lord presiding over a clan brimming with a bright future, would not be willing to brave fire and water for it?!

Thinking of this, Jiang Daoxuan couldn't help letting out a hearty laugh.

When the laughter faded, he immediately gathered his thoughts and turned his gaze back to the pile of documents before him.

Now that he had assumed the post of Clan Line Master, he must not betray the great trust placed in him by the clan and the Clan Lord!

He must spare no effort to fulfill his duties!

At this moment, Jiang Daoxuan suddenly felt his entire body brimming with energy and determination!

At this moment, Jiang Daoxuan suddenly felt his entire body filled with energy and drive!

the sky grew dark, night deepened.

The bright moon hung high, stars glittered.

At the Tianxuan base, on an open patch of ground,

Jiang Hao and Jiang Yi sat on the ground, gazing up at the starry sky.

Moonlight spilled down upon them, as if turning into a white gauze robe.

At this moment, Jiang Yi's face, bathed in moonlight, looked especially pale.

He gazed at the high, silvery-white full moon above.

He gazed at the high-hanging silver-white moon in the sky.

A gentle breeze brushed his face, stirring a few strands of black hair.

Feeling the coolness emanating from his skin,

Jiang Yi's gaze grew brighter, and he murmured:

"Tonight's moonlight is so beautiful—more beautiful than I ever imagined in countless nights..."

Since losing his sight, he had imagined the world outside countless times.

But no matter how vivid his imaginings, they fell far short of reality's wonder.

Watching his brother lost in reverie, Jiang Hao quietly lowered his head, clenched his fists tightly, and felt a deep pang of sorrow.

If not for him, how could his brother have been blinded for years?

A heavy sense of guilt had always clung to his heart, never fading, never forgotten.

It made him feel he owed his brother so much—he could never repay it in a lifetime.

As Jiang Hao fell silent,

Jiang Yi seemed to sense it.

He withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and looked at Jiang Hao.

Seeing his brother say nothing, only staring down at the ground.

Seeing the other party say nothing, only lowering their head and gazing at the ground.

He, knowing his younger brother's nature, instantly understood what had happened.

So Jiang Yi immediately rose and walked to Jiang Hao's side.

Hearing the movement, Jiang Hao instinctively looked up and gazed forward.

Before he could make out what lay ahead.

He felt a pair of arms wrap around him in a tight embrace.

"Brother……"

Jiang Hao's body stiffened, his eyes faintly misting with tears.

Jiang Yi gently patted his foolish younger brother's back.

His voice soft, he said slowly: "When I saved you, it was my own decision—unrelated to you. If you must blame anyone, blame me, not yourself. There's no need to feel guilty……"

Here, he suddenly chuckled lightly: "Besides, I now have the clan chief's aid. Not only have I regained my sight, but I've also awakened the Twin Celestial Eyes. My future now holds boundless light—so what is there to feel guilty about?"

"So, let the past be buried. From now on, you and I will work together to repay the clan, honor the chief's great expectations, and never let him down……"

His words fell silent.

Jiang Hao's eyes were already brimming with tears, ready to spill over.

He clenched his lips and choked out: "Brother, I understand……"

Hearing this, Jiang Yi slowly withdrew his arms.

He stood before Jiang Hao, a head taller than him.

Looking at Jiang Hao's tear-blurred face.

He suddenly knelt down, extended one finger, and lightly tapped Jiang Hao's nose.

"That's much better. But Father once said: a true man does not shed tears easily. This isn't a parting forever—why act so overly sentimental?"

At these words.

Jiang Hao quickly lowered his head and wiped his eyes with his sleeve.

No matter how strong he appeared outwardly.

In truth, he was still just a twelve-year-old boy.

Before his dearest elder brother, he could hardly hide his true emotions.

After wiping away his tears, Jiang Hao immediately looked up, meeting Jiang Yi's eyes squarely, pouting: "I didn't cry!!"

Jiang Yi chuckled silently, not correcting him, only nodding with a smile: "Of course not! My brother Jiang Hao possesses the supreme disposition—he will surely become a towering, heroic man. How could he possibly cry before his own brother? I must've been mistaken……"

These words made Jiang Hao feel slightly embarrassed.

But just then.

To help his younger brother calm down quickly, Jiang Yi shifted the topic, saying casually: