Clan Building System: I'm not the Protagonist?! - Chapter 324

Chapter 324: 324- Updated*
The mana stone glowed pure white, so bright it bathed the entire courtyard in shimmering light.

Mu Qing gasped softly and nearly dropped the stone.

Fang Lian leaned forward, stunned.

“Master… why is it white? Is it another abnormal root like mine?”

Fang Yuan gave her a look before internally speaking to himself,

Kid… yours was blue. A literal divine root. You don’t get that every century.

He coughed into his hand to hide the twitch at the corner of his mouth.

“Ahem. No,” Fang Yuan said aloud.

“This means he’s… very talented. In fact, he’s also a bright future cultivator.”

He shot a glance at Mu Qing, then smirked quietly.

“Doctor Mu really gave me another gem, huh…”

Fang Lian tilted her head.

“Doctor Mu?”

Fang Yuan shrugged lightly, amused.

“Yes, My Qing here is the doctor’s grandson.”

Fang Lian froze for a second before her expression suddenly shifting.

“How’s the doctor? Is he alright?”

Mu Qing nodded politely.

“Grandpa is fine.”

Fang Lian blinked.

“Grandpa…? But the doctor said his only son died. I thought he had no family left.”

Mu Qing lowered his gaze slightly.

“That’s true. I was adopted.”

A brief silence settled and then Mu Qing lifted his head again, a bit shyly.

“Senior Sister… if I’m not being rude, may I ask for your name?”

Fang Lian stared at him for half a second, surprised, she tilted her head.

“…Did I forget to say it?”

Mu Qing opened his mouth to answer but Fang Lian cut in with a small laugh.

“Oh! Right, yes. My name is Fang Lian.”

Mu Qing’s eyes widened, his whole face lighting up.

“Ah! You’re the elder sister Grandpa always talked about!”

He clasped his hands together.

“He always praised about you, you helped him with herbs and medicines…”

Then, under his breath, almost to himself:

“…Is this fate?”

Fang Yuan watched chuckling under his breath, watching the two children.

“Alright,” Fang Yuan said, clapping his hands.

“Enough chitchat, we don’t have much time, so training begins now.”

Soon, a month slipped by quietly, and the Fang Family finally settled into their new home atop Mount Skyhowl.

The land had transformed into a fledgling sanctuary.

Cultivation caves lined the inner cliffside, some already completed, some still under construction.

Fang Yuan had personally infused many of them with spiritual wells, enough to sustain cultivation for weeks at a time.

But as the deadline came closer, he understood he could no longer refill them manually and once he was not there, without the spiritual wells, they’d be nothing but a normal cave soon.

So before he leave, he instructed Fang Chen to embed permanent formations into the caves, spirit gathering arrays, and stabilizing runes and also perhaps, a few defensive arrays if available.

The Fang Clan needed stability in his absence and so, he repaired the old teleportation arrays within the estate.

The construction, the arrays, the foundations, all required materials.

And each time the teleportation formation activated to transport goods, it consumed mana stones at an alarming rate.

Fang Yuan could have avoided it by simply teleporting them around with his void walk but what next after he gets taken by Zhao Lusi?

So he simply watched his wealth drop every week.

It was a slow and painful experience as he kept tab of the treasury.

But not everything in that month was filled with hardship.

There were… unexpected developments happening around the kingdoms.

News within the Tharz Kingdom had spread far and wide, about a madman who was rampaging across the region, slaughtering every Qin soldiers he came across without mercy.

No-one knew what the motive of this madman was, none knew of which affiliate he was but instead what everyone else knew was, no matter how many the government send, they always ended up retreating in defeat.

There was also another report regarding that the Xiao family had been placed under the protection of the Divine Ice Sect.

And that same madman was also trying to force his way into the Xiao territory.

There was even a rumour that the Xiao family has found a heaven grade weapon and that was why the madman wanted to enter the Xiao family.

Fang Yuan smiled in bliss as he heard those news, heaven grade… tempting but not enough to expose himself.

Meanwhile, what surprised him instead was the two kingdoms.

Despite the treasury he had emptied to the last grain of gold, there was not a single rumor about it that had spread.

They had hid the problem extraordinarily well.

Fang Yuan let the recollection of the past month achievements drift away and looked at the golden system screen floating before him.

Then a bittersweet smile tugged at his lips as he whispered to himself:

“Today’s the last day… huh.”

The translucent golden panel hovered quietly before Fang Yuan, flickering with lines of text.

[System Status]

Host: Fang Yuan

Realm: Initial Hollow Spirit Realm

Root: Heavenly Root

Hidden Physique: None

Martial Techniques:

– Swift Step Footwork (Low-Grade Black)

– Golden Shell Armor (Mid-Grade Earth)

– Tyrant’s Light Sword (Low-Grade Black)

System Points: 100,400

Faith Points: 301,000

[Faith System – Heavenly Mandate Scripture] (Saint Rank)

– Current Rank: 4 / 9

– Faith Exp Needed for Level 4: 100,000,000

– Current Faith Exp: 313,800 / 100,000,000

Unlocked Abilities:

– Authority Domain (Passive): Foes within 1,000 meters are instantly identified and locked under your cultivation aura.

[Fang Clan]

Head: Fang Yuan

Vassal: Lin Clan

Clan Faith: 100%

Daily Generation:

– 10,000 Faith Exp

– 20,000 Faith Points

Exceptional Believers (Faith > 99):

Generates 17,000 Faith Exp, 50,000 Faith Points daily.

Fang Yuan exhaled slowly.

“…If only I got some overpowered abilities every time I leveled up,” he muttered under his breath.

Instead he got a passive aura and that’s it…

There was also the requirement amount to level up.

One hundred million Faith Exp…

At this rate, it would take, not months but years.

His gaze drifted to the bottom of the panel.

System Points: 100,400

Faith Points: 301,000

He rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

“…Perhaps,” he murmured, “it’s time I try learning a new cultivation technique.”