On this day.
Shen Can gazed into the distant sky, while the clanspeople resumed their cultivation as usual.
With the Clan Leader and the Ancestral Temple Keeper personally leading the training, everyone's morale was high.
Under the abundant fire source power, Celestial Vein Martial Artists continuously emerged, and the enhancement of the clan's strength was as effortless as bubbles released by a Little Dragon Fish.
"The twenty-seventh one."
By noon, another wave of scorching air rolled through the clan land, and Shen Can silently counted the number.
The clanspeople breaking through now were mostly advancing through the threshold of Power of Thirty-Six Desolations.
Although their potential after advancement was low, a Celestial Vein was still a Celestial Vein, capable of taking on some external duties and leadership roles within the clan.
In an Upper-class Tribe, Celestial Vein Martial Artists were the backbone; the more there were, the stronger the overall clan strength.
