Xu clan

Here is the scene with corrected grammar, making it easier to read, and adding some humor:

Light-years away, in a realm beyond time and space, an ancient ruin stood silent on a forgotten planet. An old man immersed himself in deep cultivation at the heart of these crumbling ruins, surrounded by pillars engraved with cryptic symbols. Suddenly, one of the ancient symbols lit up with a radiant glow, pulling the old man from his meditation.

His gaze pierced across the cosmos, his vision transcending realms and eons until it landed upon a tragic scene unfolding on a faraway world. There he saw Xu Lin, her grief, and how she had awakened the spirit of the Hell Phoenix through her bloodline.

Chuckling softly, the old man murmured, "Heaven hasn't forsaken the Xu clan yet. The master's daughter still lives. She even managed to awaken the Hell Phoenix bloodline of her mother."

"It seems the girl inherited both master and madam's talent perfectly. She awakened her bloodline in the qi condensation stage, breaking her parents' record. They only managed it in the nascent soul realm." He stroked his wispy beard contemplatively.

"If not for the mess those mangy old foxes caused by colluding with the outsiders, with a talented descendant like her, the Xu clan would have returned to its glorious days. We would have ruled at least half the continents!"

The old man sighed wistfully. "Sadly, there is no 'if.' Forget it now. I should bring Miss Xu with me before those old beasts notice the changes in the pillar." With those words, he vanished in a swirl of smoke.

Meanwhile, Chen Yang's clone arrived at the outer skirts of the village. He found the villagers clustered around the unconscious forms of Xu Lin and the village chief, expressions etched with grief over their leader's tragic loss.

As Chen Yang approached, a dirty-faced, wide-eyed boy tugged excitedly at his sleeve. "Old Uncle Chen, did you see the cool bird? It was so strong! Even stronger than your awesome moves! It defeated those bad guys with a whoosh...whoosh!" The child imitated flapping his arms like wings, innocent joy shining through the grim circumstances.

Chen Yang managed a sad smile. "Yes, I saw it. And it will always protect this village in times of danger. But you must also practice hard at the techniques I taught you, and grow strong enough to defend your home like that shadow fire bird."

"Okey Uncle Chen, I'll practice super hard and become as awesome as that bird!" The kid scampered off to rejoin the other children.

As Chen Yang made his way to check on Xu Lin and the fallen chief, a middle-aged woman suddenly blocked his path and delivered a stinging slap across his face without warning.

"Why are you here?" she snarled, eyes blazing with anguish. "After everything that's happened, you still have the nerve to show your face? Because of you, those bastards killed my husband, and now Xu Lin's life hangs by a thread!"

Her shouts instantly drew the attention of the surrounding villagers. Several youths rushed over to restrain the distraught woman, attempting to calm her, but she would not be consoled. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she continued berating Chen Yang, demanding answers for her husband's death.

"If you had just told him where you were going...no, we shouldn't have treated your injuries in the first place! This is all your fault!"

Looking upon the village chief's grieving widow, Chen Yang's clone felt a pang of guilt and remorse. He reached into his robes and retrieved his storage bangle, placing it contritely on the ground before her.

"Madam, you're right. It was all my fault. I apologize to you and the villagers for all the trouble I've caused." Chen Yang lowered his gaze respectfully.

"Please, just allow me to check on Xu Lin's condition. If I can help improve her state, I'll leave immediately after."

An elderly man stepped forward from the crowd, stooping to retrieve the bangle and gently return it to Chen Yang. "Brother Chen, don't say such things. Madam Wei is merely in shock over losing our chief. She spoke harshly without thinking. If not for you, that demonic ape would have destroyed our entire village. We owe you our lives."

Other villagers murmured in agreement, moving to smooth over the confrontation between the widow and Chen Yang. Though grief rendered Madam Wei temporarily mute, her accusation still hung heavy in the air.

Without further delay, Chen Yang knelt by Xu Lin's side, pressing his fingers to her wrist to examine her qi flow. But no matter how intently he probed, he could detect no abnormalities in her physical condition.

His brow furrowed in confusion as he repeated the process several times, to no avail.

Scratching his head, Chen Yang retrieved a rejuvenation pill from his satchel and carefully fed it to the unconscious Xu Lin and Xu Mei. He then instructed the villagers to move the sisters to a private room to rest undisturbed.

He gave the remaining pills to the village physician, urging him to administer them to any injured villagers suffering from the battle's aftershocks.

As evening fell, the solemn procession for the village chief's funeral commenced. Every member of the community played their part in honoring his memory and ensuring his legacy endured.

The setting sun cast long, dramatic shadows across the village square as the chief's widow took her place at the head of the procession, her weathered face illuminated by the flickering torchlight. With reverent solemnity, the villagers laid their beloved leader's body to rest, his spirit ascending to join the ancestors.

Once the funeral rites concluded smoothly, Chen Yang's clone retreated to the private room he had occupied during his village stay.

"I should convey news of the Wu brothers' attack to my main body as soon as possible," the clone mused aloud as he unpacked his alchemy caldron

"But first, let me focus on refining some healing pills, just in case. They may prove useful for the Xu sisters' recovery."

With a resigned shrug, Chen Yang's clone set to work, steadfastly devoted to his duties as alchemist .