Family Cultivation: I Can Store My Ability To Understand

Chapter 10: Spiritual Vein

"Boom Boom Boom!"

As the array patterns on the broken dragon stone were activated, the stone wall slowly slid open.

As the secret stash of the clan was revealed, a burst of spiritual light shone.

Standing outside the secret chamber, Chen Daoxuan was almost blinded by the spiritual light of the spirit stones.

"This..."

He looked at the clan leader, Chen Xianhe, with a face full of shock. In the end, he saw a smug smile on the other party's face. His expression seemed to be saying, "Kid, are you shocked?"

Chen Daoxuan pursed his lips and tried his best to put on a calm expression. However, the twitching of his mouth from time to time still revealed the excitement in his heart.

The clan was really... too f*cking rich!

Spirit stones… there should be at least ten thousand of them, right?

Gazing at the neatly arranged spirit stones on the shelves, he could not help but fall into deep thought.

In the secret chamber, other than spirit stones, there were also some precious spirit ores. Other than red copper ore and some common grade one spirit ores, Chen Daoxuan could even sense the spiritual fluctuations of grade two spirit ores.

"Gulp!"

Chen Daoxuan's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and he could not help but swallow his saliva.

"This is the entire savings of our Chen clan over the past three hundred years. Isn't it shocking?"

Chen Xianhe's voice echoed in Chen Daoxuan's ears. "When I took over the position of clan leader and saw these things for the first time, my reaction was similar to yours."

"Thirteenth uncle, what's going on? Didn't you say that the clan was very poor? Furthermore, since the clan has so many spirit stones, why did you give up on cultivation? If you exchange these things for cultivation resources, I'm sure you would be able to improve further."

Chen Daoxuan seemed to have thought of something and said anxiously.

Clearly, he had been worried about Chen Xianhe giving up on his path of cultivation.

He thought that Chen Xianhe had given up on cultivation for his own sake.

"You're right!"

Chen Xianhe nodded. "Exchanging these things for cultivation resources can indeed improve my cultivation. If I am lucky, it is not impossible for me to reach the ninth level of the Qi refinement realm. But then what? Will I be able to reach the foundation establishment realm? No!"

Chen Xianhe sighed. "It's not wise to waste three hundred years of my ancestors' accumulation on a clan member with such low potential like me!"

Chen Daoxuan was speechless after he heard this.

He did not let down his ancestors and his descendants!

Chen Xianhe was using his actions to set the best example for his descendants.

What else could Chen Daoxuan say? Faced with such a thirteenth uncle and clan leader of the Chen clan, Chen Daoxuan did not say a word. He bowed to Chen Xianhe respectfully.

Chen Xianhe accepted Chen Daoxuan's bow calmly. After a while, he waved his hand and said, "There are a total of 8,743 spirit stones here. There are 635 jin of all types of grade one spirit ores. The most precious things in here are the three pieces of grade two spirit ore."

Chen Xianhe pointed at an exquisite wooden box in the corner of the secret chamber. "With these three pieces of grade two spirit ore, we can barely refine a second-grade spiritual artifact. However, our Chen clan has not produced a single artifact refiner other than you."

"Now, I will hand all these things over to you!"

After saying that, Chen Xianhe looked straight into Chen Daoxuan's eyes. After receiving his affirmation, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Clan leader, I have a question."

"Speak."

After organizing his thoughts, Chen Daoxuan continued, "Since the clan has so many spirit stones, why didn't you nurture more disciples?"

Hearing his question, Chen Xianhe first nodded, and then shook his head. "I understand what you're getting at. Such a large amount of wealth can indeed nurture a few more cultivators for the clan, allowing the clan to regain its prosperous state."

"However, have you ever thought about how the Chen clan, which would then have no red copper mine and no clan savings, would continue after this generation of cultivators passes away?"

Seeing that Chen Daoxuan did not say anything, Chen Xianhe knew that this kid definitely did not agree with the thoughts of the older generation.

However, after thinking about it, Chen Xianhe felt relieved anyway.

Chen Daoxuan was different from them. Chen Daoxuan had good aptitude and was talented in artifact refining. He definitely wanted to do everything he could to develop and strengthen the clan, rather than rely on the accumulation of generations to nurture a spiritual vein for the clan.

"Daoxuan, I know you want to develop and strengthen the clan. It's not just you. Every generation of the Chen clan has had the same thoughts. However, you must remember that in order to strengthen the cultivation clan, other than the inheritance of cultivation techniques, the spiritual vein is the true foundation of a clan!"

"Spiritual vein?"

Chen Daoxuan frowned.

"That's right. Do you know why our Chen clan could produce the thirteen cultivators of the 'Immortal' generation?"

Chen Daoxuan shook his head.

"It was because of the seven spiritual eyes of the clan."

At this point, Chen Xianhe could not help but sigh, "Perhaps it was the blessing of the ancestors or perhaps it was pure luck. The previous clan leader, Chen Xianzhou, discovered four spiritual eyes in a row in the Red Copper mountain range. It was only after adding these to the original three spiritual eyes of the clan that the thirteen cultivators of the Chen clan were born."

"However, spiritual eyes are just rootless duckweeds after all. They appear at random, and they are also exhausted over time."

Chen Daoxuan was deeply moved by what thirteenth uncle said.

This was because, at the beginning of his cultivation, the clan possessed two spiritual eyes; he and Chen Xianhe each had one.

However, when he cultivated to the second level of the Qi refinement realm, thirteenth uncle's spiritual eye inexplicably dried up. At that point, there was only one spiritual eye left in the clan.

Seeing Chen Daoxuan's expression, Chen Xianhe continued, "However, spiritual veins are different. As long as the cultivators in the clan don't push it beyond its limits, it will not dry up."

"As long as a cultivator clan controls a spiritual vein, that clan has developed the foundation of their inheritance. Unfortunately, although the Myriad Sea of Stars has a vast amount of spiritual veins, none of those spiritual veins are ownerless!"

Hearing this, Chen Daoxuan thought for a while and said, "So the clan's accumulations were in order to artificially create a spiritual vein?"

"That's right!"

Seeing that Chen Daoxuan was dumbfounded, Chen Xianhe said with a smile, "I know. You might think that our ancestors are a little silly. Artificially creating a spiritual vein not only requires more than 100,000 spirit stones, but also requires the creation of a spirit nurturing array."

"However, if our Chen clan wants to truly establish a foothold in the Myriad Sea of Stars, we have no other choice but to gain control of a spiritual vein!"

Hearing this, Chen Daoxuan fell silent.

He knew that Chen Xianhe was right.

It was only with a spiritual vein could one cultivate a spiritual field, grow spiritual herbs, and nurture spiritual beasts. Most importantly, it was only with a spiritual vein that the Chen clan cultivators would have enough spiritual essence to cultivate.

With a spiritual vein, they would not be in Chen Daoxuan's current situation, wherein every day of cultivation was filled with fear and trepidation. He was afraid that the spiritual eye in the cave abode would dry up suddenly.

Just like thirteenth uncle said, this feeling was akin to being a rootless duckweed.

Chen Daoxuan hated this feeling of not being able to control his own fate. He wanted to change everything!