My Descendants Are My Power

As the days passed one by one.

As the Forebearer's Psychic Position lit up, a glimmer of hope sparked in the eyes of the scattered Blackwood descendants.

All except Edward, trapped in the Sunshine Mansion like a bird in a gilded cage.

Ethan, while shielding young Benjamin, the sole surviving descendant in Cloudview County, surveyed their situations.

Most were far from ideal.

["Your descendant, Nathan, was rescued by Mike and two elder Druids. However, his Death Coffin was seized by Shane and Lester. In an attempt to sever his ties to his faith, the Druids have arranged for him to marry nine of their women, hoping to fully assimilate him into their culture."]

["Your descendant-in-law, Luna, was rescued by Aiden Daoist, an emissary from the demon realm. She was taken to the Fox Clan and received teachings on 'Ice Manipulation' from the Fox Sage.

Upon learning of Nathan's forced marriages, she was consumed by anger, but found a sliver of solace upon discovering from demon realm intelligence that the nine Druid women were all, shall we say, 'full-figured'."]

["In the face of danger, your descendant Jeffrey revealed his true strength for the first time, shielding Amelia with his own body, sacrificing himself to give her a chance at survival. Amelia, pursued relentlessly by the Heavenly Path Venerable's avatar and Druid masters, has walked a perilous path, eventually reaching the grasslands of the Golden Empire."]

["Your descendant Olivia, amidst the family's turmoil, finally overcame her literary thunder tribulation. She shattered a hundred of the Heavenly Path Venerable's avatars with the power of the ninety-nine thunder tribulations, but in doing so, drew his full attention.

To evade his divine calculations and shield the clan's location, she merged with the 'Scripture of All Under Heaven', becoming one with the sky, her physical form dissolving."]

["Your descendant Donna, heeding Olivia's command, fled the family estate. Her master, Chuck, came to her aid, unleashing power surpassing even the Pinnacle Apprentice rankings. With the Azure Dragon's self-destruction and the Exploding Sky Serpent's intervention, she escaped to the open sea.

There, seeking resources to overcome her own ninety-nine thunder tribulations, she wages a constant war against the Crab Clan of the Sea Demons."]

["Your thirteen descendants within the Heavenly Path Psychic Sanctuary, though informed of the family's plight, remain powerless to help. Their lives continue as before, vying for power with other factions within the Sanctuary, oblivious to the chaos outside..."]

Even scattered across the world, the Heavenly Path Venerable's pursuit never ceased.

...

High above, Ethan floated beside Olivia.

Having re-cultivated her Competent Force, she had regained the appearance of her younger self, a vision in white, as pure and ethereal as the clouds beneath her.

The Forebearer Psychic Position hovered above, surrounded by a ring of Cards, each inscribed with a name: Nathan, Lucas, Amelia...

Occasionally, wisps of black mist would surge towards the Cards, only to be dispersed by the faint white aura emanating from Olivia.

[Olivia]

[Cultivation Level: Early Stage Competent Force]

[Status: Ephemeral]

[Years of borrowed life, Druid fortune, and the power of the ninety-nine thunder tribulations have been used to shatter her physical form, leaving only her Competent Force.]

"Olivia..." Ethan murmured, his voice thick with sorrow.

Her current state was akin to a lingering soul, or perhaps a sentient artifact.

It explained why the Heavenly Path Venerable, despite his relentless pursuit, had failed to locate the scattered Blackwoods.

Olivia had taken it upon herself to become the focal point of all divination attempts, her ethereal form carrying the weight of their destinies.

And those Cards...

[Destiny Tablets]

[Infused with the blood essence of every Blackwood, they act as beacons, drawing all divination attempts towards themselves, masking the true locations of the clan members.]

The Heavenly Path Venerable's arrival at the Blackwood estate had caught even Primordial Blood Tree and Olivia off guard, a testament to his formidable psychic powers.

Olivia's solution was as brilliant as it was heartbreaking, sacrificing her physical form to become a wandering shield for her family.

"Forebearer... you've come to see me again?" Olivia murmured, her eyelids fluttering as if sensing the glow of the Psychic Position.

[Yes]

A thousand words crowded Ethan's thoughts, but only a single one escaped his lips.

The past five years had been a period of silent mourning, a wound too raw to touch for both him and the surviving members of the clan.

"Forebearer, I've yearned for this day for so long. I wish to use your power, to arrange a meeting for our family."

"A meeting?" Ethan echoed, taken aback.

Sensing his hesitation, Olivia continued, "Forebearer, through my cultivation of the literary path, with the world as my scripture, I've glimpsed the tip of the iceberg of your power. Using the residual energy of the thunder tribulation, I can tug at the threads of fate, gathering our souls in one place. I'm afraid this is the best I can do."

"This..." Ethan stared at her, awestruck.

Olivia, despite her ethereal form, had clearly not been idle.

Though the depths of her cultivation remained a mystery, he didn't hesitate.

In an instant, he activated his skill.

[You are using the skill: Forebearer's Divine Punishment!]

The Psychic Position pulsed with power, and Ethan found himself whisked away to an ethereal plane, a realm of swirling stars not unlike Marcus' Sky Hall.

One by one, the Blackwood descendants materialized within this space, their expressions a mixture of confusion and relief.

"This is... My children! You're all alive! Hahaha!"

"Father, what happened to you? Why the beard?"

"Why is Marcus the only one here from the Heavenly Path Psychic Sanctuary? Did something happen...?"

"Where are we...?"

Joyous reunions filled the void as the surviving Blackwoods embraced, sharing tales of their harrowing experiences and narrow escapes.

Only Benjamin, along with Adam and Alexander from the fishing village, remained bewildered, struggling to comprehend the situation.

They stared at the powerful figures before them, their minds reeling.

Alexander, his face a mask of disbelief, whispered to his father, "Dad, where are we? Did you make some powerful enemies? Are we trapped in an illusion? Why did everything go haywire when I touched the Forebearer Psychic Position?"

"Nonsense!" Adam snapped, kicking his son lightly.

"Your old man is a simple fisherman. I've lived a peaceful life, made no enemies. You, on the other hand, with your lessons from that beggar at the village entrance... Did you go and stir up trouble?"

Alexander rolled his eyes.

"Nice try, Dad. Blame it on me."