Clan Cultivation: Our Ancestor Can't Get Out

The day Chu Shanhe went into seclusion, the Chu family was the foremost family in Qingyang County.

The day he emerged, his clan was discussing whether to mortgage the ancestral residence.

They owed the Liu family twelve thousand, with three days to pay. If they could not, the house and the land beneath it would belong to the Liu family.

The clansmen were three months behind on their stipends, and the shops in the market district had run out of stock. At the gate, the Liu family's steward picked up the keys one by one, called out a name for each, and weighed each in his hand.

Chu Shanhe heard it all from the stone chamber in the back mountain.

Sixty years ago, he had entered seclusion as a Nascent Soul cultivator. Now his Nascent Soul was riddled with eleven cracks, and his cultivation had fallen from the fourth stage to the first. The stone door was just three steps away, but he could not push it open.

The System sounded in his sea of consciousness: invest in clan members for multiplied returns; when clan members break through, their cultivation will be fed back to you.

Through thirty zhang of earth, he gave the first slot to a boy with a mixed Five Elements spiritual root.

Chu Fan: his monthly stipend had been withheld thirty-nine times, he had taken the blame for others seven times, and he owed seventy-eight coins.

On the night they were bound, Chu Shanhe said just one thing:

"I won't stand up for you. I'll teach you how to stand up for yourself."

A few months later, the Liu family's ancestor, Liu Cangsong, a Golden Core cultivator at the perfected fourth turn and the peak of the county's cultivation world, hovered in the air before the Chu family's gate and demanded that they hand over the ancestor who had "been dead for sixty years."

The gate opened.