Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1271: Chapter 828: Reaching Cooperation

On that day, Yang Zhenshan and Lu Fusheng did not leave the Illusion Moon Sect; instead, they stayed at Moon Mountain as arranged by the sect.

Since Yue Qing intended to bestow Moon Mountain upon Yang Zhenshan as a Dao Field, this Moon Mountain was naturally no ordinary peak.

It’s not the height of the mountain or the depth of the water that matters.

The waters of Illusion Moon Lake aren’t deep, nor is Moon Mountain tall, yet this region is a rare Blessed Land for immortals.

The water veins and spirit veins extending from the Sea of Spirit permeate the entire Illusion Moon Lake, then stretch southward for dozens of miles, reaching up to Moon Mountain.

Moon Mountain is the endpoint of this Second Rank Top-Grade Spiritual Vein.

Upon Moon Mountain, the ancient and elegant pavilions and towers are nested together, forming a forest of spirit wood and fields of spiritual medicine. The dense spiritual energy, mingling with the mist from the lake, creates halos of seven colors.

From afar, it seems as if the entire mountaintop is shrouded in an ethereal mist, and standing on the mountain, one can overlook the shimmering waters of Illusion Moon Lake through the faint haze.

This beautiful scenery even left Yang Zhenshan momentarily dazed.

"Brother Yang, is what you said about the White Jade City true?"

Lu Fusheng, standing behind him for a long time, finally couldn’t resist asking the question in his mind.

Yang Zhenshan’s lips twitched slightly, "What do you think?"

"What do I think?" Lu Fusheng stroked his beard and pondered for a long time, "Perhaps it’s false, but since Brother Yang says so, there must be some reliance!"

"Hahaha, whether White Jade City is real or not isn’t important; what’s important is that I can bring benefits to the Illusion Moon Sect!" Yang Zhenshan laughed.

Can he fool Yue Qing?

The answer is no!

Even if he could fool Yue Qing, there are the elders of the Illusion Moon Sect, and above the elders is a Supreme Elder at the Martial Immortal Realm.

It is clearly impossible to deceive these elders, who have lived for at least a century, with mere words.

Yet, today, Yang Zhenshan still chose to spin a tale.

This was not a spur-of-the-moment decision but a well-thought-out plan.

Because the existence of the Spirit Source Land could not be concealed from everyone, unless Yang Zhenshan completely severed Spirit Source Land’s connections with the outside world, it would eventually be exposed to the world.

Since it would be exposed sooner or later, Yang Zhenshan might as well add some mystique to the Spirit Source Land, portraying it as a vast and mysterious force.

He was always pondering how to facilitate communication between the Spirit Source Land and the outside world.

Previously, he thought about finding a Spirit Land as an outpost for Spirit Source Land under the premise of keeping it hidden.

But now he changed his mind, why insist on concealment?

Is Spirit Source Land truly afraid of outsiders knowing?

Not really.

Spirit Source Land belongs to Yang Zhenshan, that is beyond doubt, even if Yang Zhenshan were to die, his Divine Soul would remain in the Origin Core of Spirit Source Land.

Unless someone could strip his Divine Soul from the Origin Core.

But who can achieve that?

Previously, Yang Zhenshan considered Golden Core Cultivators extraordinarily powerful, beyond imagination, and feared they could seize Spirit Source Land.

But now Yang Zhenshan has reached Foundation Establishment; the Golden Core Realm is not that unattainable. He already has a fundamental understanding of the Golden Core Realm’s power.

He knows that Golden Core Cultivators cannot take Spirit Source Land away.

Since this is the case, he naturally no longer has so many concerns.

As for the existence above the Golden Core Realm, whether they can take Spirit Source Land is just worrying about nothing.

There is no existence above the Golden Core Realm in the entire Yunxiao Mountain Range, nor in the entire East Splendor Domain; they are merely legends.

Considering such existences is less worthwhile than wondering when the sky will fall.

Yang Zhenshan had long considered the pros and cons of exposing Spirit Source Land and interacting with external forces.

His idea is to selectively reveal some information about Spirit Source Land to certain forces, while fabricating a mysterious and powerful image, so that forces aware of Spirit Source Land, even with doubts, would still fear and refrain from direct actions.

White Jade City is just a name.

Yang Zhenshan merely wanted to borrow Li Taibai’s verses to enhance the Spirit Source Land’s status.

"Can the Lu family cooperate with White Jade City, Brother Yang~~" Lu Fusheng looked at Yang Zhenshan with a smile.

The Lu family has always been struggling, especially after the county city was attacked by evil spirits, leaving the entire Lu family looking frail.

"Of course, it can!" Yang Zhenshan did not refuse.

If not for the Lu family’s insufficient strength, Yang Zhenshan would prefer to cooperate with the Lu family rather than the Illusion Moon Sect.

"Whether the Illusion Moon Sect agrees or not, I am willing to cooperate with the Lu family." Yang Zhenshan said with a smile.

"Haha, Brother Yang, I knew you are a man of loyalty!" Lu Fusheng laughed heartily.

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In the depths of Illusion Moon Lake.

Thousands of stalactites hang from the dome of the underwater cave, each adorned with pigeon-sized luminescent pearls, the clear radiance flowing like a reversed Milky Way. The glaze dome formed by arrays isolates the lake water, and the arcane runes engraved on the rock walls flicker with faint light, exuding not a trace of chilling moisture, but a lingering scent of laurel mixed with cold sandalwood.

The white jade steps meander to the heart of the cave, flanked by coral branches with hanging Jue Xiao palace lanterns, whose flames are a semi-transparent moon white. On the stone table sits a Seven-stringed Ice Zither, its strings glistening with a frosty hue, its tail anchored by a block of star-engraved meteoric iron, each groove seeming imbued with moonlight, echoing the luminescent pearls on the cave ceiling.

Beside the Ice Zither, Yue Qing stands respectfully before a woman in snow-white robes, her long hair cascading like clouds.