Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World Chapter 1098 - 533: Nine Great True Spirit Clans, The History of the Northern Continent (2)

The Northern Continent was thereby restored as the territory of the Human Race once more.

Once they had conquered the Northern Continent, cultivators from the Nine Great True Spirit Clans ventured out to sea, seeking other lands.

Regrettably, the oceans encircling the Northern Continent proved far too immense, utterly limitless.

No horizon in sight.

Decades, centuries, or even thousands of years at sea yielded no glimpse of further continents.

Despair gripped the cultivators of the Nine Great True Spirit Clans, convincing them other continents were beyond reach.

Hence, they dominated the Northern Continent for millions of years.

Even after endless ages, their power endures unbroken.

"The Demon Dao on this continent runs rampant too."

Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes.

Evidently, the Nine Great True Spirit Families faced foes, their lives far from peaceful.

Those foes were the Demon Cultivators.

These True Spirit Families oppressed fellow humans harshly; without their bloodline, no one could cultivate or even attempt it.

This bred resentment among countless human loose cultivators, fueling desires to overthrow their dominion.

Among them, some loose cultivators discovered Demonic Cultivation Techniques across the Northern Continent.

Even those with poor aptitude as Demon Cultivators surged in strength swiftly upon practicing these methods.

A vast horde of Demon Cultivators thus sprang up rapidly.

Terrifying Demon Sects soon claimed territories scattered throughout the Northern Continent.

Sects such as the Primordial Demon Sect, Heart Demon Sect, Six Desires Sect, and more arose in this land.

These matched the Demon Sects from other continents, sharing the same origins.

The sudden surge of Demon Cultivators forced the Nine Great True Spirit Families to rethink their ways.

They saw they must cease blocking ordinary human cultivators from practicing.

Lest the ranks of Demon Cultivators keep swelling.

Years of brutal clashes with Demon Cultivators had thinned the True Spirit Family ranks severely.

Persist like this, and extinction loomed.

So they shared cultivation methods with common human cultivators.

Letting them train and form Cultivation Clans.

Yet these Cultivation Clans ended as subordinates to the True Spirit Families, mere hounds at their command.

All the same, this spurred the Northern Continent's progress overall.

With these thoughts, Jiang Fan grasped the basics of the Northern Continent's state.

He looked at Chu Qiudao with a smile and declared, "Don’t worry, my favorite is those who repay grudges, so let the Sima Clan people come over, I’ll see how they can handle it."

"This."

Chu Qiudao's pupils shrank upon hearing those words, sensing the immense confidence in this enigmatic cultivator's tone, as if the Sima Family meant nothing to him.

He wouldn't deem a cultivator of such lofty realm a simpleton.

Don't all peak cultivators embody genius?

Besides, he must know the Sima Clan inside out by now.

Still, the man betrayed zero fear.

What's truly happening here?

During his reincarnation and rebirth, had a power rivaling the Nine Great True Spirit Families emerged on the Northern Continent? Such powers existed, yet they were Demon Sects.

But this mysterious cultivator ahead didn't resemble a Demon Cultivator.

For an instant, words failed him.

Still, he realized the moment's course lay beyond his control.

He could merely observe quietly as events played out.

After all, death was the direst fate.

To Chu Qiudao, dying was nothing novel.

…

Meanwhile, Sima Bei and his group's demise snuffed out their soul lamps.

The Sima Family was instantly alerted.

Sima Bei, a core descendant and son to the reigning clan leader, held great promise.

He stood at Foundation Establishment Perfection, his bloodline robust.

With time, Divinity Transformation or even Refining Void seemed assured.

Yet he perished abruptly.

For the whole Sima Clan, this spelled a colossal crisis never before seen.

"Disaster! Big trouble—Sima Bei’s soul lamp went out completely."

"Impossible! Wasn’t Sima Bei in training? Right in our Sima Family lands—how did he die out of nowhere? What happened?"

"Word is Young Master Sima Bei coveted a small family’s treasure, wiped them out in a slaughter; never thought he’d fall into a trap this round."

"Hehe, what ordinary small family could threaten Young Master Sima Bei? This reeks of deeper intrigue, maybe infighting within the clan."

"Exactly! The patriarch has forty-nine sons, Young Master Sima Bei eighteenth; rivalries burn fierce. All crave the ancestor hall to boost their True Spirit bloodline, but only top sons make it. A covert strike from rivals? Totally plausible."

"Quiet! Don’t speculate wildly on clan matters, or you’ll spark huge trouble."

Sima Clan servants buzzed with heated chatter.

Sima Bei’s death stunned them.

This young master strutted arrogantly through the Sima Clan.

Leveraging his mighty bloodline and stellar talent, he scorned regular clan folk.

For lowly servants like them, he’d yell and lash out freely.

Thus, pity was absent; they secretly rejoiced at his demise.