Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1373: Chapter 877: My Heart Will Not Rest Until This Grudge Is Avenged! (Part 2)

Isn’t it?

Now he holds more than ten Foundation Establishment Pills in his hand. The thirty-something Green Profound Fruit cores sold to him by the Illusion Moon Sect back then have all been refined into Foundation Establishment Pills, resulting in fourteen pills, three of which are top-grade Foundation Establishment Pills.

"Oh, I thought the ancestor didn’t have the materials for Foundation Establishment Pills!" Yang Jizhen chuckled.

Yang Zhenshan slapped him and laughed, "You’ve really underestimated your ancestor!"

"Alright, just focus on cultivating. You don’t need to worry about anything else! Without Foundation Establishment, you can’t make it to the big stage!"

"Yes!" Yang Jizhen responded.

...

Just as Yang Zhenshan had imagined, the Lotus Heart Valley incident greatly affected the forces in the western region of the Yunxiao Mountain Range.

On the fifth day after the fall of Lotus Heart Valley, the senior members of the six Qingli families gathered in the Qingli Royal Court.

The atmosphere in the spacious and majestic palace was extremely oppressive.

Of the six high-backed chairs at the center of the hall, only four were occupied, while others either sat or stood behind.

With a wrinkled, sinister face, Lin Qihe’s old eyes suppressed limitless anger.

Sitting behind Lin Qihe, Lin Huaijin’s face was also incredibly grim, his eyes filled with a bloodthirsty glint.

Lin Huaijin had just returned from White Cloud Immortal City, only to find his family had become a ruin, his descendants completely wiped out.

They both appeared like vengeful spirits emerging from Hell, exuding a violent and devouring aura.

Others present were either furious or grieving, all incredibly grim and ferocious.

The losses suffered by the six Qingli families this time were clear only to themselves.

Not to mention their clansmen and interests in Lotus Heart Valley; they lost six Foundation Establishment Cultivators. The Lin family nearly faced annihilation, while the Lan and Yu families lost their only Foundation Establishment Ancestor, making them unworthy of being called an Immortal Cultivation Family.

Strictly speaking, Qingli Six Families are now Qingli Four Families.

"I have no other desire but to crush those rats in the Yin Ghost Department! What about you?" Lin Qihe asked, his eyes dark and cold as he looked at everyone present.

Although there are still many clansmen in the Lin family, most are ordinary people, and only less than twenty with a spiritual aperture remain.

The Lin family relies on him and Lin Huaijin for support now, preserving some semblance of strength.

But what about a hundred years later?

His lifespan is less than fifty years, and Lin Huaijin has only a century left.

When they both pass away, what will become of the Lin family?

If they can’t cultivate new Foundation Establishment Cultivators within a hundred years, the Lin family will degrade into an ordinary small Immortal Cultivation Family or even be completely obliterated in the river of history.

Liu Wei, the ancestor of the Liu family, also a gray-haired old man, spoke in a deep voice, "If this revenge isn’t exacted, my heart won’t be at peace!"

The Liu family’s losses were the smallest among the six families, yet Liu Wei still felt it hard to bear.

Liu Zai Xian was severely injured, barely surviving but with damaged foundations. Initially, he had a chance to advance to the Late-stage Foundation Establishment, but now, his cultivation might stagnate forever.

Furthermore, because Liu Zai Xian guarded Lotus Heart Valley, many of Liu family disciples were stationed there and none escaped.

These losses, while not as severe as the Lin family, still reached a point of substantial detriment for the Liu family.

Unlike Lin Qihe, however, Liu Wei could still maintain rational thinking.

"But we need to plan this carefully. Brother Lin, I know you are eager for revenge, but we must be realistic; compared to the Yin Ghost Department, we are at a disadvantage!"

Though they haven’t located Zhang Mo yet, they learned Zhang Mo is a Blood Pool Steward of the Yin Ghost Department affiliated with the Unpredictable Ghost Sect.

The Unpredictable Ghost Sect is immensely powerful, not something they could easily provoke; however, the Blood Pool Steward of the Yin Ghost Department alone isn’t enough to intimidate them.

"What do you mean?" Lin Qihe glared at Liu Wei.

Liu Wei remained calm, "We need to unite with more forces, preferably bringing in White Cloud Immortal City."

Hearing this, Lin Qihe’s spiteful atmosphere lessened; he knew Liu Wei was right.

They urgently needed external help, and White Cloud Immortal City was undoubtedly the strongest ally around the Yunxiao Mountain Range.

"Not only White Cloud Immortal City, Hidden Sword Mountain, Nether Prison Sect, Sea of Spirit can also be our allies!" Liu Wei continued.

Lin Qihe lowered his eyelids, was silent for a moment, and said, "I’ll go to White Cloud Immortal City. You others should reach out to other forces!"

He had connections in White Cloud Immortal City and some rapport with a few disciples of the White Cloud True Monarch, so he was confident enough to seek assistance from White Cloud Immortal City.

As for other forces, he didn’t have many contacts.

The Lin family has some ties with Hidden Sword Mountain, the Sea of Spirit was somewhat averse to Immortal Cultivation Forces, it didn’t matter who approached, and the Nether Prison Sect was far from the Qingli Dynasty, with almost no interaction.

...

After the fall of Lotus Heart Valley, Zhang Mo seemed to vanish into thin air, leaving no trace.

Of course, Zhang Mo hadn’t disappeared; he had gone into hiding in Cangya Gorge.

He knew well the impact of destroying Lotus Heart Valley, so immediately after the action, he led all his men back to Cangya Gorge, intending to observe developments.

If White Cloud Immortal City got involved, he planned to retreat; if not, he would continue with his previous plan.

Besides, he needed time to digest his gains from attacking Lotus Heart Valley and Lin family territory and intercepting several Foundation Establishment Cultivators. Not only did he acquire substantial resources, but he also obtained many subdued cultivators.

In the thick Blood Pool, cultivators lay unconscious, submerged in crimson blood, with only ferocious faces exposed.

Zhang Mo stood on a protruding rock on the cliff, looking down at those ferocious faces, his soft eyes filled with joy.

This time, he only acquired one Ghost Soldier, the harvest wasn’t continuous, but he obtained nearly a thousand materials for refining Blood Puppets.

He had high standards for Ghost Soldiers and Blood Puppets, unlike Mo Xuanyu, who often used inferior substitutes.

Ghost Soldiers must have the cultivation of the Foundation Establishment Stage, and Blood Puppets must be late-stage Qi Refinement cultivators or Heavenly Gang Stage Martial Artists.

Currently, under his command, he had eighteen Ghost Soldiers, amassed over more than a century, and had sent more than twenty Ghost Soldiers and over a thousand Blood Puppets to the Yin Ghost Department.

Let’s put it this way, among the many Blood Pool Stewards of the Yin Ghost Department, his achievements over the past century were undoubtedly top-notch.

While Zhang Mo watched the Blood Pool below, changes occurred; the thick Blood Evil Qi slowly merged into the bodies, bloodshot eyes opened, spreading a fierce and bloody aura.

Zhang Mo stimulated spell lights on three White Bone Pillars, causing the Blood Puppets to crawl from the Blood Pool like living corpses.

Nearby, Blood Puppets, already prepared, stepped forward to clothe and lead the newborn Blood Puppets into caves.

Blood Puppets came in many varieties. The first kind, refined by Mo Xuanyu using Golden Body Realm Martial Artists, retained full consciousness and memory, with thoughts like their original. This type had strong autonomy and combat prowess.

The second kind was purely mindless, possessing mere combat instinct, executing simple tasks, entirely controlled by the Blood Pool Steward.

This blood puppet lacked memory, thus had weak combat capabilities, making them suitable as cannon fodder.

The third kind lay between the other two, bodies refined into blood corpses, with the Divine Soul’s consciousness stripped, leaving a remnant soul. Using special methods, it was completed to form a new consciousness.

This new consciousness obeyed the Blood Pool Steward unquestioningly, retaining the original combat awareness, almost holding the same strength as the original master.

Due to the loss of Divine Soul, its personality manifested flaws, becoming even more violent.