Yaya was the last to awaken. As soon as she woke up, without needing Wang Hao’s instruction, she went to the small courtyard to display her divine abilities. With a flash of her wings, a blue electric arc shot out, rumbling and exploding into a large crater.

Wang Hao exclaimed in delight, “Excellent! That’s quite powerful. In terms of frontal combat, you’re even a bit stronger than Xiaobai!”

The reason was simple: Yaya was a flying demon beast, very fast, and attacks from the air were hard to dodge. Xiaobai could only attack on land, which had its limitations. Moreover, thunder-based attacks were more ferocious.

This year, the Wang Family also underwent tremendous changes.

On Wang Hao’s suggestion, the family underwent a restructuring. At first, there was some chaos, but after a period of adjustment, things finally got on track. Now everything was orderly and well-organized, with income greatly increased. Additionally, the fighting spirit and ambition of the clan members had noticeably improved.

Wang Hao also earned about twenty thousand Spirit Stones through the Wang Family’s channels and prepared to purchase a batch of supplies.

Another point was Wang Hao’s policy encouraging childbirth. It gave clan members with poor Spirit Roots and no special skills hope of earning Spirit Stones. They enthusiastically took wives and concubines, and the Wang Family almost held wedding celebrations every day.

The birth rate increased significantly. In one year, over one hundred and fifty children were born. These were the children of direct-line cultivators! Even if some mothers were mortals, the chance of having a Spirit Root was still about one in four.

Children would have their Spirit Roots tested uniformly at age five. However, if one was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, they could check whether their child had a Spirit Root immediately after birth.

One day, Wang Wenxin arrived in front of Wang Hao’s cave dwelling. He sent out a message talisman and waited at the entrance, his face showing a mix of anxiety and joy.

When Wang Hao received the message, he was playing with Yaya. He immediately put away his spirit beasts and went out.

“Fifth Brother…” Seeing Wang Hao come out, Wang Wenxin hurried forward.

“So it’s Wenxin. What brings you to me?”

“Fifth Brother, I’ve had two children—twins! I wanted to ask Fifth Brother to help check their Spirit Roots!”

“You gave birth?” Wang Hao scoffed with a laugh. “You have that ability?”

Wang Wenxin lightly slapped his own cheek and said with an apologetic smile, “Look at my mouth! It was one of my concubines who gave birth—a boy and a girl! I’m so happy I’ve gone silly!”

“Alright then, in that case, Fifth Brother will accompany you to take a look!”

Wang Wenxin had been following him since the Green Bull Market days. It was just a small effort for Wang Hao; naturally, he would help.

As he spoke, Wang Hao grabbed his arm and directly took flight on his sword.

In an instant, a sword light descended upon the small courtyard where Wang Wenxin lived at the foot of the mountain.

Because his concubine was a mortal, she couldn’t live on the mountain. But since her husband was a cultivator, they couldn’t live mixed among mortals either. Therefore, the Wang Family built a small town at the mountain’s base specifically for couples in such situations to live.

This place had spiritual energy; it wouldn’t hinder cultivation for Qi Refining mid-stage or lower cultivators. At the same time, nourished by spiritual energy, it was beneficial for producing offspring with Spirit Roots.

Seeing the sword light descend, Wang Wenxin’s parents in the courtyard were about to bow in greeting. However, before they could speak, Wang Hao waved his hand to stop them. “No need. Although you are mortals, Wenxin calls me Fifth Brother; how could I accept your formal greetings?”

To care for his pregnant wife earlier on, Wang Wenxin had applied to bring his parents who lived in a mortal city here. The family naturally agreed—after all, they couldn’t have a cultivator taking care of his own wife when he could be doing something else with that time.

Wang Wenxin stood on the ground for a moment before snapping out of his shock from flying by sword. He hurriedly said, “Fifth Brother, please wait a moment; I’ll go bring the children out!”

But he had only taken two steps before he stumbled and fell to the ground. As a Qi Refining fifth-layer cultivator, he had no experience flying. Earlier he was just excited; now he felt some belated fear and couldn’t help his legs going weak.

His parents were both intimidated by the aura emanating from Wang Hao and shrank into a corner, not daring to approach. The woman in the room was similarly afraid.

Wang Hao gave a helpless bitter smile. “Forget it; I’ll go in and take a look myself.”

Cultivators weren’t so particular about strict separation between men and women. Moreover, Wang Hao’s soul came from his previous life; he cared even less about such things. He was just going in to see the children—not to do anything improper—so what did it matter?

Stepping into the bedroom, Wang Hao saw a beautiful woman lying on the bed with a somewhat pale face—likely due to physical weakness after childbirth. He nodded toward her and waved his hand; two infants in swaddling clothes landed in his arms.

The two babies were only a few days old—wrinkled and not particularly good-looking yet—but because they were descendants of cultivators and had been nourished by spiritual energy since birth, their constitutions weren’t weak; they looked extremely lively. Their little hands kept fumbling at Wang Hao’s lapels as he chanted an incantation and began casting the Spirit Detection Art.

Usually, testing children’s Spirit Roots required arrays or magical instruments when they reached five years old and their Spirit Roots were fully manifested. For newborns like these babies who had just been born days ago, only the Spirit Detection Art could be used—a second-order spell that required a Foundation Establishment stage cultivation level before learning it could be attempted successfully without risk involved, given the delicate nature regarding infant bodies still developing internally.

Wang Hao had never performed this type of spell before because he wasn’t raised within the Wang Family from childhood; by the time he returned, he had already achieved the Foundation Establishment stage himself later on. So checking Spirit Roots wasn’t something he’d ever done previously, but as an “old hand” at the Foundation Establishment stage, casting simple spells like this one posed no problem whatsoever.

A five-colored light emanated from Wang Hao’s fingers, penetrating into the female infant’s body.

The female infant trembled, letting out a loud cry—babies cry at the slightest discomfort after all.

But nobody paid attention to such a minor matter right now, given the circumstances involved.

Subsequently, the five-colored light penetrated deep into the female infant’s abdomen, where two beams shot skyward—one fiery red, the other a greenish hue, with the red being slightly brighter and more dazzling among them both.

“Fire-Wood dual Spirit Roots?” Wang Hao exclaimed surprisedly, unable to believe his own eyes.

According to probability calculations, only one out of four chances existed for any child born under these conditions to become a cultivator, yet the first one tested turned out to be exactly that. Plus, being a Fire-Wood type, which was extremely compatible with cultivation techniques practiced by the Wang Family given current family conditions… one could say this child would definitely achieve the Foundation Establishment stage in the future without a doubt!

Only then did Wang Wenxin catch up, lagging behind due to his earlier stumble. He saw the two beams of light, initially disbelieving, observing for a moment before unable to contain his laughter, bursting forth, “Hahaha! Fire-Wood dual Spirit Roots! Truly dual Spirit Roots! My daughter has dual Spirit Roots!”

Tears streamed down his face while speaking. He himself possessed five-element mixed (lowest grade) Spirit Roots, born in a mortal city, even worse off than the early life circumstances faced by his brother-in-law who at least had support from an elder like a father figure named Wang Yanzhao, whereas he relied solely upon his own efforts scraping by, barely making ends meet. Now having a daughter with promising potential to reach the Foundation Establishment stage, how could he not feel overjoyed?

His parents following behind were also unable to hold back tears, wiping them away and soon joining the laughter and celebration.

“Wenxin, congratulations,” Wang Hao said after letting them enjoy the moment of happiness.

Only then did Wang Wenxin stop crying, looking apologetically toward his brother-in-law. “Fifth Brother, I lost my composure. Sorry about that… Could you check the boy too, please?”

Wang Hao nodded agreement and performed the Spirit Detection Art again on the male infant. This time he also got a reaction, though the results weren’t great, appearing as yellow, green, blue, and red—four beams of light indicating the child possessed four-element mixed (low-medium grade) Spirit Roots.

But Wang Wenxin already felt immensely satisfied. Having both children possess Spirit Roots meant he wouldn’t need to send them to live in a mortal city in the future. What greater happiness than the whole family living together?

Wang Hao also offered congratulations, saying, “Wenxin, not bad at all. Our family hasn’t seen dual Spirit Root talent emerge over the past hundred years. You were lucky to catch this time. The child will definitely reach the Foundation Establishment stage in the future. As for the boy, given current family strength, as long as he works hard, cultivates diligently, and learns some side skills among various cultivation arts, he might still hope to achieve the Foundation Establishment stage someday!”

Inwardly, he admired him somewhat. A five-element mixed Spirit Root father producing a dual Spirit Root child with a mortal mother—sheer luck was involved here really.

“Thank you, Fifth Brother,” Wang Wenxin replied, grinning foolishly a couple of times before adding, “Fifth Brother, the children haven’t been named yet! Could you give them names perhaps?”