Immortal Clan: I have a Tree of Creation

Five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

These were five years of great prosperity for the Zhou family.

Since Zhou Chengnan became a hunter, the Zhou family's life has gotten better and better.

For the first year or so, the hunting results were very unstable.

Later, as the technique matured, things became increasingly smooth.

He earned nearly three hundred taels of silver the following year.

For the next three years, his earnings steadily exceeded three hundred taels, with the highest monthly earnings reaching nearly one hundred taels.

In other words...

The Zhou family's wealth has exceeded one thousand taels of silver!

In just five years, the Zhou family transformed from a slightly well-off farming family into a hunting family with a constant supply of meat.

In fact, a hunter who could accumulate a thousand taels of silver could be considered a "wealthy household" among the surrounding villages and towns.

Zhou Chengnan was very low-key, and sometimes he preferred to take his prey to other villages to sell it.

If the neighbors in the same village knew how wealthy the Zhou family was now, they would probably be jealous.

"Father, Mother, I'm back!" Zhou Yuanyu skipped into the house, carrying an embroidered pouch.

Five years have passed, and the eldest son, Zhou Yuanshan, and the second son, Zhou Yuanyu, have both grown up a lot and are now both fifteen years old.

According to the customs of Jinyang Village, fifteen years old is actually the age to discuss marriage.

However, with Zhou Chengnan as the "head of the family," the Zhou family would not allow their daughter to marry so early.

"Little Qing'er, look what your sister brought you!"

Zhou Yuanyu found his younger brother, Zhou Yuanqing, reading a book in the main room.

She still treated her younger brother like a child, giving him a rag doll embroidered with a warrior with a sword.

Yu'er has been learning needlework and embroidery in the city for several years, and now she has become a professional needleworker.

Do you like it?

Zhou Yuanqing took the military general doll, feeling rather helpless, but could only offer a smile to her sister.

"I like it, thank you, Second Sister."

"Haha, I knew you'd like that."

"Don't deliver it next time..."

"What did you say?" Zhou Yuanyu glared at him.

Wang Shuzhen came out of the house, carrying freshly made rice cakes.

"Alright, alright, dinner's ready. Go call your older brother."

Normally, the Zhou family has a cook to prepare meals, so Wang Shuzhen doesn't have to worry about it. But today, with the children all back, it's a rare occasion for her to cook.

"Big brother is home too?" Zhou Yuanyu was very happy.

He pulled Zhou Yuanqing along to the back of the house to find his older brother.

That's just how my older brother is; even when he's home, he's always practicing his skills on the edge of the field.

"Where is my little brother? Where did Yi'er go? I haven't seen Yi'er in so long."

"Him..." A hint of worry flashed across Wang Shuzhen's face, "I wonder where Yi'er has gone to play again."

"Don't worry about him, he'll be back soon."

Five years have passed, and the little baby I held in my arms back then has now grown into a mischievous little boy.

Compared to his older siblings, the fourth son, Yuan Yi, is quite mischievous.

Zhou Yuanyi was born in a good time, and the Zhou family lived a comfortable life, becoming one of the most prominent families in the village.

Perhaps this is why Zhou Yuanyi became mischievous, and sometimes even unruly.

Relying on his father's reputation as the top hunter in Jinyang Village, this boy became the king of the kids among his peers.

In the past, he often bullied other people's children, which caused many neighbors to come knocking on his door.

After being severely punished by Zhou Chengnan several times, he improved significantly and became exceptionally sensible.

However, recently, Wang Shuzhen has noticed that her youngest son is showing signs of doing bad things again, but no trace of it has been found yet.

Zhou Yuanyu, with Qing'er by his side, indeed found his elder brother Zhou Yuanshan practicing martial arts on the edge of the field.

"Big brother, dinner's ready!"

Zhou Yuanshan nodded slightly and slowly finished his practice.

"call....."

There wasn't a drop of sweat on his forehead; he completed a set of Vajra stances effortlessly.

—Bone Refining Realm!

Incredibly, in just five years, Zhou Yuanshan has already entered the fourth realm of martial arts, the Bone Refining Realm.

The Bone Refining Realm is the final level of external cultivation for martial artists.

The next stage is the "Blood Refining Realm," which involves internal cultivation.

It should be noted that back then, his father, Zhou Chengnan, only barely reached the Blood Refining Realm with the help of the Ginkgo.

There are many children of the same age practicing martial arts at the Vajra Martial Arts School, and the vast majority of them are at the Flesh Refining Realm. Only a handful of them can reach the Tendon Refining Realm.

Zhou Yuanshan has become the leading figure among the younger generation of the King Kong Martial Arts School.

It was precisely because of his displayed martial arts talent that his nominal master, Huo Jiangchuan, paid him even more attention.

It has been decided that Zhou Yuanshan will be taken as his last disciple.

The status of a closed-door disciple is far superior to that of a nominal disciple; they are qualified to inherit the mantle of the Vajra Martial Arts School in the future.

This matter is of great importance, and Zhou Yuanshan returned this time to ask his father for a decision.

After five years at the King Kong Martial Arts School, Zhou Yuanshan had already achieved some success.

The martial arts school no longer restricted his freedom, and he could come and go as he pleased most of the time.

In the past two years, the father, Zhou Chengnan, has focused on hunting, and the Zhou family's farmland has been managed by the two brothers, Zhou Yuanshan and Zhou Yuanqing.

Five years have passed, and the cultivators from the Immortal Sect have still not arrived.

Zhou Yuanqing seemed to have gradually given up on that idea as well.

Besides studying, he also learns some martial arts moves from his older brother and practices the family's Tiger-Taming Skill.

A thirteen-year-old boy is already capable of shouldering great responsibilities.

Helping his elder brother plow the fields and helping his mother with housework were naturally his duties.

The family had just sat down and hadn't even eaten a few bites of food.

Then they heard a series of crackling sounds outside, followed by the sound of a baby crying.

"Dad, please stop hitting me! I promise I won't do it again..."

"Waaaaah..."

"Daddy, my bottom is all sore, please stop hitting me..."

Zhou Chengnan, carrying the half-grown Zhou Yuanyi, was livid and clearly furious.

"What's wrong?" Wang Shuzhen quickly took the child.

Although she knew perfectly well that her husband must have had a reason for disciplining the child.

But as a mother, seeing her son cry like this, it's hard not to feel a little heartache.

"I'm too ashamed to say it!" Zhou Chengnan let out a long sigh.

"See for yourself."

As he spoke, he pushed open the door, and there were two whole sacks outside, both filled with corn.

Corn? The whole family was stunned.

"Xiao Yi'er, what do you need all this corn for?" Zhou Yuanshan stepped forward and helped his father carry the sack home.

Zhou Chengnan glanced at his youngest son and explained impatiently:

"This kid led a dozen or so children to steal corn and ruined half of Old Zhang's cornfield."

"this......."

Upon hearing this, Wang Shuzhen was both amused and exasperated.

Seeing that things were not going well, Zhou Yuanyi quickly continued to wail and cry, trying to gain his mother's sympathy.

"Mommy, my bottom hurts so much, waaaah..."

Even Zhou Yuanyu, the second-tier general who doted on his younger brother the most, couldn't stand it anymore this time.

"Little Yi, our family has plenty to eat and drink, why did you steal corn?"

"Let me tell you, stealing in the city will land you in jail!"

Zhou Yuanyi was stunned for a moment, seemingly a little frightened.

"I won't do it again next time..."

Zhou Chengnan sat down, drank a large bowl of cold tea, and shook his head.

"Him? He'll do it again next time."

Turning to Zhou Yuanqing, he instructed, "Qing'er, ask your teacher for leave."

"I'll go to the city with my father in a couple of days."

Time waits for no one; it's time to let Qing'er step into his own world.