I died young at the start, but I'm reincarnated with unlimited skill points!

Time flies, and years pass quickly.

In the world of cultivation, time is the least valuable thing. In the blink of an eye, Su Yu reached the age of knowing his destiny.

Fifty years old.

Hidden Dragon Manor, a secret underground chamber.

Su Yu, sitting cross-legged, slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. The surging true essence around him seemed to create a breeze in the hall, before it all receded into his dantian.

Qi Refining Level 9.

Feeling the powerful spiritual energy surging within him like a river, a profound calm flashed in Su Yu's eyes.

With his inferior aptitude of the ninth rank, he should have been incredibly fortunate to even reach the late stage of Qi Refining in this lifetime. To even touch the threshold of the ninth level of Qi Refining was practically a pipe dream.

But he still managed to do it.

Besides the unbridled accumulation of resources over the years, the most important factor was a serendipitous opportunity that came about not long ago.

Six months ago, the eldest son, Su Cheng, bought the ancestral home of a once-prosperous but now declining family in Baihe Town.

While cleaning the warehouse, Su Cheng found a paperweight covered with stone skin that looked ordinary. Because he felt that the material was warm and smooth, he sent it back to Qianlong Villa along with his monthly tribute.

Ordinary people with mortal eyes cannot see the clues.

But after Su Yu peeled away the stone skin, he found a drop of dried and solidified "earth spirit milk" inside.

This kind of spiritual treasure, capable of nourishing meridians and forcibly breaking through spiritual root barriers, was treated like a stone and kept as dust in a storeroom by an ordinary family for over a hundred years.

The mysterious flow of fortune allowed him to easily break through the barrier of the ninth level of Qi Refining with the help of this drop of spiritual milk.

Su Yu stood up and dusted off the dust on his blue robe.

Although he is fifty years old, his face still looks as calm and resolute as someone in their thirties.

Push open the stone door to the secret room and you will arrive at the front yard.

Today, Qianlong Manor is no longer the desolate place it once was, with its few dilapidated wooden houses. Now, it boasts a deep courtyard and a thriving community.

Over the years, the eldest son, Su Cheng, has truly supported the basic foundation of the resort's external operations.

Su Cheng had no spiritual root, but with his extremely high comprehension and the martial arts techniques taught by Su Yu, he managed to cultivate his own blood and qi to the level of a mortal grandmaster.

In the mundane world of Baihe Town and Dingzhou City, Su Cheng was already the undisputed uncrowned king.

With the Dingyuan Trading Company under his control, he monopolized several trade routes within a hundred miles. As the number one wealthy merchant in Baihe Town, he was able to continuously supply the manor with resources and quietly launder those cultivation resources.

The second son, Su Yuan, is also twenty-nine years old this year.

Compared to his elder brother's decisive and ruthless nature in the secular world, Su Yuan, who possesses a seventh-grade spiritual root, is more like Su Yu in terms of calmness and composure.

Having spent years diligently cultivating within the Spirit Gathering Array, without competing or vying for anything, Su Yuan's cultivation has steadily advanced to the peak of the seventh level of Qi Refining, and he is only one step away from the eighth level.

"Master of the family."

As soon as he entered the main hall, Su Tie, whose temples were slightly gray, came up to him, holding a thick genealogy book in his hand.

"The supplies for this month have been stored in the warehouse. In addition, several family members of collateral disciples in the manor have gone into labor in the past few days, and both mother and child are safe."

Su Tie replied respectfully.

Su Yu nodded slightly, sat down in the armchair, and took a sip of the tea.

In order to ensure the continuation of the bloodline as much as possible, Qianlong Manor has always adhered to the strict rule of "many children, many blessings" over the years.

Su Yu set an example by taking two concubines during this period, all of whom were from respectable families and had vigorous vitality.

With their father as a role model, Su Cheng and Su Yuan, though focused on martial arts and cultivation, were not interested in matters of love and sex.

But he had no choice but to obediently marry three wives and four concubines, taking the task of procreation as an inescapable family duty.

As for Su Tie and the other collateral relatives who escaped with him back then.

Knowing that their cultivation had reached its limit in this life, they placed all their hopes on their descendants.

Under the arrangement of the ordinary merchants, they married and had children, sparing no effort to expand the base of ordinary people.

"What were the results of the third-generation spirit divination?"

Su Yu put down his teacup and asked casually.

Upon hearing this, a rare, undisguised excitement and flush appeared on Su Tie's usually stern face.

"Lord, among the children who turned one month old this year, four have been found to have spiritual roots!"

Su Tie's voice trembled slightly.

"Two are Rank 9, and one is Rank 8. More importantly... on the eldest young master's side, a son born to a concubine has been found to have a Rank 7 spiritual root!"

Upon hearing this, even Su Yu's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

The eldest son, Su Cheng, was an ordinary man, and his concubine was also an ordinary woman.

The probability of mortals giving birth to spiritual roots is as rare as finding a needle in a haystack.

To be born with a seventh-grade spiritual root is an even greater stroke of luck, one in ten thousand.

Su Yu paused slightly in the teacup he was holding, then a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"That Cheng'er has given me a fine grandson."

He put down his teacup, a rare hint of satisfaction flashing in his deep eyes.

Su Yu has always been extremely satisfied with his eldest son.

Even though Su Cheng lacks spiritual roots, he is destined to never embark on the path of immortality.

But for the past two or three decades, he has fought his way through the sword fights in Dingzhou City with his mortal body, desperately maintaining the resource supply that Qianlong Manor has been secretly developing.

Of all Su Yu's children, Su Cheng was definitely the most prudent and the one he trusted the most.

Now, even the ethereal and unpredictable process of procreation and the generation of spiritual roots, which depends entirely on fate, has yielded a seventh-grade good result in his lineage.

This is a blessing that Su Cheng deserves.

And this is based on the massive number of mortals.

Although offspring with spiritual roots are still few, their numbers are indeed steadily increasing.

Currently, there are more than ten third-generation disciples with spiritual roots in the manor.

Although most of them possessed ninth-grade spiritual roots, they became the greatest hope for the entire manor.

Compared to the Qingmu Su family of yesteryear, the current Qianlong Manor is naturally far inferior in terms of top-tier combat strength and foundation.

But now, everyone at Qianlong Manor is united and resources are allocated reasonably.

Su Tie and the others knew very well that as long as the manor lord, a great cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining, was in charge, and as long as the young master continued to thrive in the secular business world...

Give the resort another thirty years to allow these third-generation residents to grow up.

This secluded Black Wind Valley will surely give birth to a truly solid and ever-growing immortal cultivation family.

"Now that he has been diagnosed as a seventh-rank official, we should follow the rules and allocate resources to him so that Yuan'er can personally teach him his early education."

Su Yu calmly set the tone.

"Yes, Master." Su Tie replied respectfully.

"Go ahead, and send a message to Dingzhou City, asking Cheng'er to come back on the first day of next month."