Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1455 - 156: Talking Money Hurts Feelings, Talking Feelings Hurts Money

"Grandfather, recently, several small families in Yang Family Town have been attacked by loose cultivators. Chengzhang intends to request the Yujing Guard to dispatch troops to eliminate those loose cultivators."

At this point, Yang Chengmao took the opportunity to bring up the matters of Yang Family Town and ask about it.

Yang Zhenshan nonchalantly said, "Troops are raised for a thousand days to be used at a moment’s notice. Use them when necessary, so others don’t think they’re just idlers."

"Then I will arrange for them to dispatch. However, without a Pocket World Gate in Yang Family Town, mobilizing the troops will be somewhat troublesome!" Yang Chengmao stated.

The Spirit Origin Land has only two Pocket World Gates, one on Divine Wood Island and another in the ancient array’s mine.

Apart from Yang Zhenshan, no one else can move them.

Although the Jade Token allows entry and exit from the Spirit Origin Land, it cannot transport too many people at once.

Using the Jade Token to send out thousands of Yujing Guards would take considerable time, mainly due to the inconvenience of constant coming and going.

"Decide on the time and place; then come find me to open the Pocket World Gate!"

Yang Zhenshan thought it might be necessary to refine several more gates. He recalled that the Ten Thousand Treasures Store had the material, Void Nether Stone, for refining Pocket World Gates.

Void Nether Stone is a Second Rank Top Grade spiritual material, but its price rivals Third-rank Spiritual Materials because it is also a primary material for setting up Teleportation Arrays.

Refining a Pocket World Gate requires a substantial amount of Void Nether Stone, estimated to cost quite a few Spirit Stones.

Moreover, Yang Zhenshan was not skilled in Artifact Refining; this matter needed Yang Jizhen to handle.

This matter wasn’t urgent, as Yang Zhenshan was merely contemplating it.

"Alright, you go ahead and get busy. I’ll go meet some old friends first!"

Having said that, his figure vanished from in front of Yang Chengmao.

...

In the main hall of the Yang family compound in Yang Family Town,

An Yuxing and Lan Peng were having a casual chat, mostly because they weren’t very familiar with each other and didn’t have much to talk about.

As the two lapsed into silence, Yang Zhenshan’s figure appeared from outside the hall.

"He’s here!" An Yuxing was the first to see Yang Zhenshan and stood up to speak.

Lan Peng quickly got up, watching as Yang Zhenshan approached leisurely, a flicker of surprise in his eyes.

Yang Zhenshan now appeared younger than before, dressed in a simple Green Pine Magic Robe, its wide sleeves embroidered with flowing cloud patterns lightly swaying with his steps. The collar and cuffs bore discreet motifs of pine and bamboo stitched in moon-white thread, with a matching sash around his waist. As he moved, the robe fluttered gently like a pine breeze over water, exuding a gentle and refined aura. Truly embodying the sage-like demeanor and grace of an immortal.

In his comportment, he seemed like the spring breeze caressing the willow, his words not yet spoken but already carrying a hint of a smile, akin to a serene spring day in the mountains, gentle and quiet, with an innate reassuring strength despite no apparent sharpness.

It had been a long time since Lan Peng last saw Yang Zhenshan; the last time was when he advanced to the Golden Body Realm, and Yang Zhenshan came to congratulate him, which was about seven or eight years ago.

"Haha, Old Lan, what brings you here today?"

Yang Zhenshan saw Lan Peng and laughed heartily.

Lan Peng responded with his characteristic laughter, "Hahaha, to be honest, Mr. Yang, I’ve come to seek refuge with you this time."

"Seek refuge?"

Yang Zhenshan entered the hall, looking at him in astonishment, "You’re joking, right?"

"No joke, I truly intend to seek refuge with you!" Lan Peng proclaimed boldly.

"What’s the matter, did Lu Fusheng mistreat you?" Yang Zhenshan casually sat beside An Yuxing.

An Yuxing handed him a cup of tea.

Lan Peng chuckled, "Heh heh, the General also wants to lead the Lu family to seek refuge with your Yang family!"

"..."

Yang Zhenshan was genuinely taken aback, "Why?"

Lan Peng restrained his laughter and sighed helplessly, "Alas, what else could it be, but the fear of those immortal cultivators?"

"What’s happened now?" Yang Zhenshan frowned slightly.

"You didn’t know!"

"I’ve been busy with alchemy lately, no time to pay attention to these messy affairs!" Yang Zhenshan replied.

Although Ziwei Tower and Tianshu Tower sent various documents and intelligence reports daily, he rarely viewed them immediately, only looking over the items on his study desk when he had some free time.

Lan Peng softly said, "Yesterday at dawn, the Beishi family was attacked. If Master Yunxiao hadn’t intervened in time, the Beishi family might have faced annihilation!"

"The Beishi family? Someone targeted the Beishi family?" Yang Zhenshan exclaimed.

He genuinely wasn’t aware of this.

The Beishi family differed from other families as they shared a very close relationship with the Xuanqing Sect.

Attacking the Beishi family was almost equivalent to attacking the Xuanqing Sect, essentially a provocation.

An Yuxing interjected, "Yes, it’s said that among those attacking the Beishi family was a Foundation Establishment cultivator of considerable strength, who managed to escape under Master Yunxiao’s sword."

Yang Zhenshan squinted his eyes; to evade Yunxiao’s sword meant that the individual had at least a Late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation, and even stronger than the average Late-stage Foundation Establishment.

It should be noted that years ago, Yunxiao, even at Mid-stage Foundation Establishment, had slain the Late-stage Foundation Establishment Xu Mingzhu with one sword strike, and now Yunxiao’s cultivation had reached Late-stage Foundation Establishment.

"Is the identity of the other party known?" Yang Zhenshan asked An Yuxing.

An Yuxing, knowing about this affair, must have received information from the Secret Martial Guards.

"Currently, it’s still unclear," An Yuxing replied.

Yang Zhenshan stroked his beard, falling into contemplation.

Someone had evidently grown restless, aiming to involve themselves in the Sea of Spirit’s situation.

The attack on the Beishi family was definitely not their primary goal, as it was unnecessary.

Despite ranking highly among the Spirit Land’s twelve families, the Beishi family was still quite inferior compared to most immortal cultivation families.