Peng Yi nodded after hearing this: “I guess that’s all we can do.”

Despite saying this, he felt a bit helpless since his clan wasn’t the same as it once was. After Emperor Hunt when their forefather was still in charge, their clan was at its apex. Despite being very far from Pure, they still had a pivotal position in that continent. So many cultivators came to show their respect.

This was no longer the case. They still had some resources but there was a desperate lack of promising youths, leaving no room to grow in the future. Moreover, the last generation had withered as well. If this lack of production continued, they would eventually run out of their reserves.

Peng Yi continued his tour...