Clan Cultivation: Starting from Foundation Establishment on Mount Luoxia

Chapter 151 The New Era

"Please sit down."

Li Xiaoyao sat down in the main seat, indicating that everyone did not need to be so polite.

Xuanfeng and the other three sat down next to him, while Xuanzhu curiously looked at the people in the cabin, especially the native cultivators.

"You should all know about this mission."

Li Xiaoyao got straight to the point: "Explore new dimensions, conquer them, and establish a foothold."

Everyone nodded.

"But you don't know everything."

Li Xiaoyao took out a jade slip from his sleeve. "This is the intelligence I obtained from the External Affairs Hall of the Immortal Sect—I traded it for the identity of an outer sect elder, which cost me three hundred merit points."

He handed the jade slip to Xuanfeng beside him: "Read the key points aloud."

Xuanfeng took it, probed it with his divine sense, and after a moment raised his head with a strange expression.

"Second Grandfather, this...this dimension..."

"What's wrong?" Xuanzhu leaned closer. "Let me see."

Xuanfeng handed her the jade slip, and Xuanzhu was stunned after reading it.

"Technology? Taoist practices? Dual cultivation?"

Li Xiaoyao nodded and looked around at everyone in the cabin: "That demiplane is called the 'New Era Realm'."

Originally, it was in the Dharma-ending Age—a state where spiritual energy was extremely scarce.

Do you know what the Dharma-ending Age means?

No one answered.

"This signifies the decline of Taoist practices and the rise of heterodox technologies."

"According to the Immortal Sect's intelligence, that plane developed a very high level of technology during the period when spiritual energy was depleted."

The pinnacle of physical weaponry is called nuclear weapons, which once posed a threat to those in the early stages of the Purple Mansion realm.

A collective gasp filled the cabin.

What is the concept of the early stage of the Purple Mansion?

The Qi Refining stage cultivators present here haven't even reached the Foundation Establishment stage yet; to them, the Purple Mansion stage is like a god.

"And now?" Xuanfeng asked.

"The spiritual energy is starting to recover."

Li Xiaoyao said, "But the process of recovery went wrong. In the final stage of the Dharma era, some people's bodies could not withstand the sudden appearance of spiritual energy, and they mutated into something similar to zombies."

They call it "mourning."

Xuanzhu's eyes lit up: "Zombies? You mean the kind that bite?"

"...You seem very excited?"

Li Xiaoyao glanced at her.

"No, no!" Xuanzhu quickly waved her hand. "I was just curious."

Li Xiaoyao continued, "After the outbreak of the zombie apocalypse, civilization collapsed."

Some of the survivors awakened supernatural abilities—which were actually old-style cultivation methods, relying on instinct to absorb spiritual energy and simulate attacks based on the laws of nature.

They call this "superpowered individuals," and the classification is 3S, 2S, S, A, B, C, D, E, F.

"What level is 3S?" Xuanxuan asked.

"Mid-stage Foundation Establishment," Li Xiaoyao said. "There are currently three 3S-level ability users in this entire plane, which can be considered top-tier combat power."

The rest are at varying stages, such as the early Foundation Establishment stage and the Qi Refining stage.

Xuanfeng breathed a sigh of relief: "That's alright..."

"What's so good about it?"

Li Xiaoyao glared at him. "The threat I'm talking about isn't those superhumans—it's their technology."

He took the jade slip from Xuanfeng's hand and tossed it casually. The jade slip floated in mid-air, projecting a patch of light and shadow.

The interplay of light and shadow reveals various images: an iron bird-like aircraft, a tracked iron box, long iron pipes...

"These things are called airplanes, tanks, and artillery."

Li Xiaoyao pointed to the images, "The legacy of the Dharma-ending Age."

They don't have nuclear weapons now—those were destroyed early in the zombie apocalypse. But those things were still quite powerful.

He looked at the disciples and natives in the Qi Refining stage: "For those in the Foundation Establishment stage, these things are not a big threat; they can withstand them with their physical bodies."

However, for those in the Qi Refining stage—especially those below the mid-to-late stages—being hit by a cannon shot would result in severe injury, if not death.

The cabin fell silent.

Xuanxuan said slowly, "Does the Master mean we need to be wary of these iron lumps?"

"Yes," Li Xiaoyao said, "You have formations, talismans, and magical artifacts."

These things cannot be penetrated by technological weapons.

But the prerequisite is—you have to be prepared in advance, so you can't be caught off guard.

He looked at Xuanxuan: "You're Changhu's son, the brains behind logistics. Tell me, how should we prepare?"

Xuanxuan paused for a moment, then began to think seriously: "Second Grandfather, I think..."

Each Qi Refining stage team member can be equipped with at least three defensive talismans.

In terms of formations, you can carry a portable formation plate and set up a formation immediately when you encounter danger.

In addition, the airship has defensive formations that can provide support at any time…”

"Not bad." Li Xiaoyao nodded. "You and Scarface can discuss the specifics."

He then looked at Xuanfeng and the others: "The four of you, those who have reached the Foundation Establishment stage and those who have reached the Qi Refining stage, you all have to go down this time."

I'll only stay outside to oversee things; I won't enter the dimension.

Xuanfeng was taken aback: "Second Grandfather isn't going in?"

"We can't get in." Li Xiaoyao said frankly, "Intermediate demiplanes are protected by laws. Anyone above the Purple Mansion level who tries to force their way in will either be rejected or have their plane destroyed."

If I go in and make a move, that world will cease to exist.

"Of course, if special circumstances arise—if you are trapped, in danger, or your lives are in danger—I don't mind forcing my way in."

The cabin fell silent again.

Xuanzhu asked softly, "Then...that plane isn't..."

"Blow it up if you want."

Li Xiaoyao said calmly, "Seven hundred lives are worth more than a half-dimensional dimension."

He looked at everyone in the cabin, his gaze sweeping across each face.

"Remember this: after you go down, fight when you need to, and retreat when you need to."

If you encounter a danger you can't handle, call for help immediately. I'll be watching from outside; whoever gets into trouble, I'll go and rescue them.

Xuanfeng's eyes lit up: "Second Grandfather, does that mean we Foundation Establishment cultivators can do whatever we want?"

Li Xiaoyao glanced at him and said, "If you get blown away by a tank shell, don't come back saying you're my grand-nephew."

Xuanfeng gave an awkward smile.

Li Xiaoyao stood up, walked to the front of the cabin wall, and looked out at the boundless void through the crystal window.

"This plane is very interesting. The end times have just passed, and spiritual energy has just begun to recover."

Those with superpowers in the old system believed themselves to be chosen ones.

But they didn't know what true spiritual practice was like.

He turned around and looked at the people inside the cabin.

"What you need to do is let them know."

"The Li family isn't here to take their territory."

"I'm here to teach them what spiritual practice is."

Inside the cabin, a group of young people's eyes lit up.

Xuanzhu gripped the short sword at her waist, Xuanxuan seemed lost in thought, and Xuanling remained silent, but her gaze was intense.

Xuanfeng grinned, revealing his white teeth.

"Second Grandpa, when shall we make our move?"

Li Xiaoyao looked at the approaching cluster of light and shadow in the void—that was the entrance to the New Era.

"arrive."

The airship shuddered slightly and began to slow down.

Everyone in the cabin stood up, checked the magical artifacts and talismans, and adjusted their state.

Li Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, his divine sense surging out like a tide, passing through the flying boat, through the void barrier, and probing into that unfamiliar world.

A moment later, he withdrew his divine sense, a smile playing on his lips.

"really."

Xuanfeng leaned closer: "Second Grandfather?"

Li Xiaoyao shook his head, offering no explanation.

He was simply recalling an old movie he had seen back on Earth.

There's a line in it that's very fitting:

"Welcome to the real world."