My Descendants Are My Power

They were moving silently, already enriching the family's foundation through various means. Plus, it was a chaotic year, making it easier to acquire resources, no wonder they say war is the best time to make a fortune.

Ethan let out a long sigh.

Looking at his family members, they had already emptied the house of valuables. Gratitude Village and the Blackwood residence were left with only the dense psychic energy.

Then they moved to the darker areas of the Blackwood residence.

Silverwood Moore,Horizon Falls Anderson, and friends of Blackwood over the years had all arrived.

In front of them were Blackwood's children, not yet twelve years old.

Nathan gave each child a Storage Ring.

He stared solemnly at the friends of Blackwood, bowed deeply, and expressed his gratitude: "Ladies and gentlemen, these children are now in your care. For this, Nathan and our clan are deeply grateful. In the future, Blackwood will repay your kindness."

"Ha ha ha!"

Holden Moore, the head of the Silverwood family and Blackwood's closest friend, even a relative by marriage, laughed loudly, hiding his worry, "Although I don't know what troubles Blackwood has encountered, rest assured, Mr. Nathan, our two families have been as close as brothers!"

"Moreover, over the years, the secrets that our two families have kept from outsiders are countless."

"For these reasons, I, Holden, will not sell out Blackwood's children!"

With these words, the other leaders echoed in agreement.

"Indeed, it's clear that Blackwood is about to undertake a tremendously risky venture. If you need anything, just ask!"

"Let me say this upfront, my Horizon Falls Anderson owes what I have today to Blackwood. Today's matter is a secret, and Blackwood's children are my family's greatest secret. Whoever dares to spill the beans will be an enemy of my Anderson family!"

"Ah, it seems my temple will have another meat-eating monk. May Buddha forgive me."

"..."

As everyone spoke one by one, Nathan, along with the Blackwood clan, bowed deeply. "Such kindness, the Blackwood clan will remember," he said. Soon, the children were led away. Some of the younger ones didn't understand why and were still crying, but Nathan believed that when they grew up, they would understand everything.

Some of the older children, already aware of the situation, showed defiance. As they left, they told the elders not to worry, to confidently seek revenge for the Boar Monarch Pete, and that when they grew up, they too would contribute to the family.

After saying goodbye to the children, Nathan and his wife felt a sense of loss. Due to their age, they had rarely paid attention to the fourth and fifth generations of Blackwoods. Luna was even more confused by these children whose names she couldn't keep straight.

Now, however, they were filled with satisfaction. The children of Blackwood were indeed Blackwood's children; they should flourish everywhere, leaving their eternal stories on this land.

As the children left, everyone gathered in the center of Gratitude Village. The daughters-in-law and sons-in-law of two generations of Blackwoods had already assembled, tears streaming down their faces.

Half a month ago, the Boar Monarch Pete had died, and their husbands and wives had resolutely left their homes. Today, the family was dispersed. There would no longer be laughter and arguments over which child belonged to whom at Blackwood. The familiar pet pig would no longer come from the Silver Iron Forest to help them care for the children, and Blackwood's mystical beasts had disappeared.

The Forge would no longer hear Julian's incessant hammering through the night, nor would there occasionally be sword shadows breaking through the air from the direction of the Silver Iron Forest. The family residence would no longer see strange foxes running in. Their odd grandfather and great-grandfather would no longer climb out of their coffins, bringing back foul-smelling corpses.

"What's there to cry about?" Luna angrily said for the first time in front of the younger generation, "We have important things to do, we're not going to die. There will be a day when we reunite."

Dorothy, Thomas's wife, was fierce. Biting her lip, she said, "Grandpa, Grandma, where are you going? I... I can go too. I'm at least at the Emerging Ability stage."

"Go home. The Martinez family is doing well now," Nathan smiled at his granddaughter-in-law. "This time, we Blackwoods are not fighting against a single noble family or sect. We are fighting against the memory of the entire Cloudview County."

"Right," Julian and his wife, holding a stack of Forebearer Cards, handed them to these younger wives and husbands. "Remember, the Forebearer will always protect you. We don't know when we'll be back, if..." Julian hesitated, struggling to continue.

Mary crisply said, "If you can't wait, then feel free to seek other alliances. We left the divorce papers when the kids left. You're still young, and however you choose, Blackwood won't blame you."

"We at Blackwood will always see you as children of our family, remembering the good you've done for us. If you can't stand the loneliness and want to get married, I, on behalf of the children, will send the betrothal gifts and dowry when the time is right."

"Mom!"

"Grandma!"

"We're not leaving!"

With these words, everyone's eyes were red with emotion. They realized that the family was truly ready to fight to the end.

"Get out! Stay at home and wait to die? Remember, the moment you leave Blackwood, if anyone asks, you're no longer one of us!" Lucas squinted his eyes and swept his sword out.

Under the fierce sword energy, everyone left by carriage, continuously looking back.

As the carriages departed, the villagers of Gratitude Village, nearly ten thousand in number, all knelt down, watching the Blackwood family expel their own. How could they not understand the choices made by the people of Blackwood?

Nathan had tried to persuade them, but the village chief still led the villagers in kneeling, their eyes brimming with tears.

In Gratitude Village, generation after generation of Blackwood, who should have been high and mighty, never oppressed the villagers. Occasionally, if there was an issue, it was swiftly dealt with by Blackwood. Under Blackwood's grace, they learned skills, and the young ladies and gentlemen of Blackwood, who had good things to eat, would even share with familiar villagers on the streets.

Many villagers had even helped Blackwood raise their children.

"After we leave, the people from Cloudrise Oceanview Pavilion will take Gratitude Village under their wing. If anyone tries to harm Gratitude Village, a long sword planted at the village entrance will be their answer."

Daniel helped the village chief up, looking at his aged face still crying profusely, he smiled, "Grandpa Chief, we leave Gratitude Village in your hands. I hope when we return, I can see that Gratitude Village has its own special ability veins, our forge has a group of special ability equipment masters, and there are special ability medicine gardens, alchemy rooms, and libraries..."

"Blackwood's wish is to control Forest Town, and even the whole of Tranquil City!"

The village chief clenched his teeth, "I know, over the years we've been dragging the masters' legs. Please rest assured, when you return, the children of Gratitude Village will not disappoint Blackwood. Blackwood's goals are Gratitude Village's goals!"

"Right!"

"Big Master Nathan, just wait, my child will be working in the special ability equipment forge next year!"

"When my son reaches the Emerging Ability stage, whatever Master Daniel wants to do, I'll have my son take the lead!"

"All members of the Black Blood Hall, along with all the villagers of Gratitude Village, respectfully see off the masters and ladies—"

"May Blackwood shine for generations!"

A thousand giant eagles soared into the sky, and the Psychic of the Black Blood Hall soared at the village entrance.

In their eyes.

These familiar people of Blackwood, riding their swords into the sky, just as they had fearlessly rushed out when Gratitude Village faced threats in the past.

They could break through the clouds.

They could break through the darkness.

And one day in the future, they would return in the same way, under the sunlight, with endless glory!