Clan Immortal Cultivation: I Can See Hints
Chapter 882 - 548: The Three Swords are Drawn, Uniting at the Coral (Two in One, Seeking Monthly Pass and Subscription)

On Shuangmu Island, Lin Shiming once again relished the rare tranquility.

Usually, on Thousand Wood Peak, he'd gaze at the peach blossoms, accompanied by little Zeying, savoring Spiritual Tea.

At sunrise, he'd watch the early sun ascend from the peak, and at such times, it seemed as if a wisp of purple energy traveled from the east, seeping into Zeying's form.

This peculiar occurrence could only belong to his Purple Yang Spiritual Body.

There was no such phenomenon at sunset, but Lin Shiming would still take Zeying to watch the surging tides.

The little one would giggle at every splash against the rocks, waving tiny hands in amusement.

Unlike Lin Shiming's leisure, the Lin Family was bustling with activity; save for those who truly met the conditions for enlightenment, none were permitted to enter seclusion.

All cultivators were to stand by on Shuangmu Island, Jiuyue Island, and Heavenly Phenomenon Island, ready to defend against enemies at a moment's notice.

Array Masters were constantly at work, building Transmission Formations, while Alchemists, Artifact Refiners, and Spirit Puppet Masters tirelessly crafted wartime Magic Artifacts, Spirit Puppets, and reserves.

The family's nurtured Water Spirit Shell, Spirit Turtle, and Blood Crocodile swarms had almost entirely been relocated to the family's secret small world.

Beyond the shifts in the family's cultivators,

The aura swirling around the Northern Sword Pavilion grew ever more potent, with anomalies occurring at every moment.

Now, Lin Houshou almost always remained there, fortifying the array formations, having built several more.

Since receiving the array heritage from Taibai Sword Palace, his proficiency in formations had greatly advanced.

Nevertheless, even so, the surging Sword Qi would break through and soar to the heavens, creating spectacle after spectacle.

Lin Houshou could only resign to a helpless, wry smile.

Unlike the inert Carved Sword Stones, these Soul Summoning Swords transformed into Spirit Cultivation, essentially embodying the dead Sword Intent of their Magical Treasures.

The reason Spirit Cultivation is called such is due to its shedding the Magical Treasure's flaw of requiring a cultivator's True Yuan input.

They can incorporate True Yuan on their own, and the Sword Intent continues to exist within the sword.

Not just when spurred by the input of True Yuan.

...

Half a month flew by in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the sun blazed unusually fierce. The lotus pond on Qinglian Lake was verdant, with large leaves towering three feet tall and a foot wide, with lotus flowers blossoming more splendidly than discreet peach blossoms.

Several crimson Red Spirit Fish swam leisurely beneath the lotuses.

Upon closer inspection, one would notice that these Red Spirit Fish had begun to grow long dragon whiskers, their size and aura far from ordinary.

As the Spirit Vein of Qinglian Peak transformed into a Fifth Rank Vein, Qinglian Pool naturally became a Fifth Rank Lotus Pool, where the majority of lotus leaves evolved into Superior Grade Fourth Rank Green Lotus.

And the Spirit Fish were Dragon Fish, recently bred by the Lin Family through Bloodline Reversion.

Lin Xianzhi and Lin Shiming resumed their long-missed game of chess, just like they did a century ago on Fangmu Mountain in the Eastern Domain, both engaged.

Lin Shiming remained the aggressive black, Lin Xianzhi the defensive white.

Beside them, Lin Shitao quietly embraced an infant.

Even little Zeying unusually refrained from causing a commotion, as if he too understood the game of chess.

At that moment, a streak of light shot from afar.

Landing in Lin Shiming's palm.

"Seventh Great-Uncle, I'm heading to Coral Island!" Lin Shiming glanced at the message in the Sound Transmission Talisman, and everything was clear.

Half a month's time was indeed quite a drag.

But after all, the Coral Alliance was only a coalition.

Lin Shiming couldn't expect them to assemble at least a dozen Golden Core cultivators the next day and head towards Golden Thunder Island!

And this attack on Golden Thunder Island, Lin Shiming still needed to see which leading cultivators would be present.

"Be extra careful!" Lin Xianzhi also nodded, not placing his chess piece.

He then fixed the chessboard with a Jade Slip.

"We'll continue when you return; can't have you cheating an old man out of a game!" Lin Xianzhi couldn't help but speak up.

At these words, Lin Shiming couldn't help but smile wryly, yet he felt somewhat moved.

"You don't have to worry about the family affairs here, I'll safeguard our foundation for you. Zeying will be sent to the small world at the first opportunity, and in two days, the small world will be completely sealed off..." Lin Xianzhi, although long removed from managing the Lin Family's governance,

Yet now recited all the details as if recounting the contents of a treasured chest.

Just like on the chessboard, where Lin Shiming is the attacking piece, Lin Xianzhi is the defending piece.

Since Foundation Establishment, this has been his role, and now he was content to continue as such!

"Shitao, wait for me!" Lin Shiming looked towards Lin Shitao, embracing her for a moment, then took out a Storage Bag and handed over a Golden Core Early Stage Spirit Puppet to her.

He then made his way to the Northern Sword Pavilion.

At that moment from the Northern Sword Pavilion, sword hums resonated daily.

At its peak, the hums turned into the roars of waves, and the Sword Cultivators on Shuangmu Island found their Magic Swords trembling in response.

As if answering a call.

When Lin Shiming arrived at the Northern Sword Pavilion, he saw upon the Carved Sword Stone, five Soul Summoning Swords shining to their utmost!

The fluctuations from the Qiu Xue Sword were most intense, as if the halved blade sought to restore itself.

The emanations were also remarkably astonishing.

The rest of the Spirit Swords, with the exception of the Minglun Sword, had all reached the Fifth Rank.

Amidst swirling Sword Intent, auroras of Spiritual Energy traversed the sky, wave upon wave, somewhat akin to the spectacle of a Purple Mansion breaking into the Golden Core stage.

All this was the result of the Lin Family possessing five Fifth Rank Spirit Veins!

Otherwise, one or two veins would not have sustained such vast absorption.

"Daoist Lin, we still need to wait a bit longer, and besides, Elder Qiu Xue and Minglun may need some more time!" The Flaming Sword appeared most relaxed at the moment, having descended from the Carved Sword Stone.

While others transformed their practice, it was in Cultivation, thus enjoying leisure.