Genius + Thunder Spirit Root + Starting from a Golden Core Family + Family Unity + Decisive Killing

I have previously written a family novel of about one million words. If this novel's data is up to par, I will strive to reach two million words.

Wang Chengming traveled through time and space to become the scion of a declining desert cultivation family. Lacking both talent and resources, his cultivation progressed as slowly as an old camel traversing the sand. Until he discovered that by growing a single blade of grass amidst the scorching sand, he could steal the essence of heaven and earth. "Growing one level of seabuckthorn is equivalent to ten days of hard cultivation." In the resource-scarce desert, while others desperately sought treasure in the secret realm, he smiled as he planted his thousandth mutant seed. When the enemy's foundation-building efforts threatened the oasis, he raised his hand and summoned a hundred-mile wall of soul-devouring vines. A thousand years later, the Qingsha Wang family had become a colossus in the world of cultivation. The former desert had been transformed into a boundless oasis.

Meng Xihong traveled through time and space, becoming a constable. He married his wife, Lady Bai, and gave birth to his eldest son, Meng Yanqing, opening the family genealogy. With the birth of each child, Meng Xihong would gain new talent entries, which could be passed on to his offspring. With the birth of his eldest son, Meng Xihong gained the [Martial Arts Bones] and began his martial arts training. He mastered the Dark Power technique, becoming a third-rate master, and later attained the Bright Power technique. In the third year, Lady Bai became pregnant again, giving birth to twins, Meng Yanwei and Meng Yanning. Meng Xihong gained the [Literary Mind and Spirit] and the [Immortal Bones], officially embarking on the path of immortal cultivation. A century passed in the blink of an eye. As the Meng family produced numerous talented individuals, their prestige reigned supreme, attracting the attention of sacred lands and the submission of immortal sects, the old ancestor, who sat deep within the ancestral temple, leisurely divinations of fortune and misfortune, finally opened his eyes. "Hmm, today's divination indicates good fortune. Look..."

Ten years later, Yuan Fengchun, starting as a farmer, toiled diligently, earning a bountiful harvest year after year. Suddenly, he discovered that within his heart, a ancestral tree had sprouted. Irrigating the tree with spiritual fluid would allow it to thrive, benefiting the Yuan family bloodline. Each year's bountiful harvest would continuously accumulate spiritual fluid to irrigate the tree. Different harvests yielded varying amounts of spiritual fluid. The lowest level saw a bountiful harvest of grain from the fields. Next, there were achievements in martial arts, official careers, and spiritual realms. Of course, the highest level was the expansion of the Yuan family and the success of their descendants. As the Yuan family's wealth expanded and their fame spread, the ancestral tree towered over the sky, stretching for miles. Its shimmering fruit, from immortal fruits to magical elixirs, was ready for the picking. With the pursuit of "harvest" as their guiding principle and the "ancestral tree" as their foundation, the Yuan family, through countless springs and autumns, nourished their bloodline...

Zihao dipped his hand in the frost of the nine heavens, and wrote a profound chapter to suppress the four directions.

The Supreme Dharma Scroll shocked the sun and the moon, and dared to teach ordinary people to establish a fairyland.

Chen Shaojie traveled to the world of immortal cultivation, but was killed by the clansmen of other branches.

He unexpectedly awakened and obtained the Supreme Dharma Scroll, and gained the qualifications to become an immortal.

In order to protect his family from being bullied, and to explore the splendor of the immortal world.

After thousands of years of hard work, he worked hard to lead his clansmen from generation to generation, and the name of the talisman path was resounding through the ages.

That year, the historical records: The Supreme Dao of All Laws ascended to the immortal world and said to the world.

"My Supreme Dharma will surely be passed down through the ages!"