Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1172: Chapter 784: The Family Head Is Not a Bachelor Old Man

"Any trouble recently?" Yang Zhenshan continued to ask.

Luo Zhen pondered for a moment and said, "We don’t have any trouble, but the Ji family seems to be facing some issues!"

"What kind of issues?"

"The Cold Cloud Sect is very dissatisfied with the Ji family’s monopoly on the Spiritual Wine business!"

The Yang family’s partner is the Ji family, but the Ji family is affiliated with the Cold Cloud Sect. Now, the Ji family is making a fortune from the Spiritual Wine business, which naturally makes some people within the Cold Cloud Sect jealous.

Yang Zhenshan stroked his beard thoughtfully and said, "We can’t ignore the Ji family’s issues. You should communicate with the Ji family, and if they can’t resolve it, we can help them out!"

"How should it be resolved?" Luo Zhen asked.

"Whatever. Whether to destroy the Cold Cloud Sect or support the Ji family to control the Cold Cloud Sect, it depends on the Ji family’s choice!" Yang Zhenshan said.

Yang Zhenshan never feared the Cold Cloud Sect before, and now he is even less concerned about them.

It is not only Yang Zhenshan’s cultivation that has improved over the years; everyone in the Spirit Source Land has been steadily advancing.

Currently, the Spirit Source Land already has more than ten Heavenly Gang Stage martial artists, including people like Yang Minghao, Ding Qiu, Wu Zheng, and Wu Zhan, who have all succeeded in breaking through to the Heavenly Gang Stage.

"Understood!" Luo Zhen responded.

Yang Zhenshan nodded slightly and added, "I will be away for a while, and I’ll leave things here in your hands. If there’s anything, directly seek help from the Spirit Source Land!"

The Pocket World Gate is in the shop’s backyard, and although Luo Zhen cannot freely enter or exit, in case of emergency, he can always bring people back to the Spirit Source Land and can also request help anytime.

In the reception hall of the Spirit Source Land, hundreds of Guardian Army soldiers are stationed, and there are Heavenly Gang Stage martial artists ready to support at a moment’s notice.

So there’s really no need to worry about anyone coming to cause trouble.

After a brief explanation, Yang Zhenshan left Snow Valley Town with Yu Qingyi.

He hasn’t returned to Lingxi Mountain for a long time; it’s also time to go back and take a look.

However, before heading back to Lingxi Mountain, he decided to take Yu Qingyi to visit Nanxia County.

Nanxia County has changed significantly these years, primarily because it’s much less popular, and the Martial Cultivator workshop is far less bustling than before.

The reason for this is entirely due to the war between the Three Sects of Lingxiu and the Nether Prison Sect.

The Three Sects Twelve Families started a war with the Nether Prison Sect, and all the Martial Arts Families around the Sea of Spirit were drawn into the conflict, with many of their Innate Martial Artists conscripted by the Three Sects Twelve Families for the battlefield.

Upon arriving in Nanxia County, Yang Zhenshan and Yu Qingyi noticed that the workshop in Nanxia County had become quite desolate.

"Is this Nanxia County? It seems quite desolate!" Yu Qingyi remarked while observing the shops in the workshop.

Yang Zhenshan didn’t expect Nanxia County’s Martial Cultivator workshop to be this deserted either. It was just past noon, yet the workshop was nearly empty of other pedestrians.

Although he learned about the situation of the Sea of Spirit through the Secret Martial Guards’ reports, seeing it firsthand was different from reading the reports.

"Go find out what’s going on!" Yang Zhenshan took Yu Qingyi to the Spirit Flame Foundry.

However, he didn’t see Qiu Jin, only Qiu Jin’s son, Qiu Heng.

"Where is the old Qiu?"

Yang Zhenshan walked into the Spirit Flame Foundry and asked curiously.

Qiu Heng recognized him even though it had been six or seven years since his last visit.

"Senior Yang, my father went to Yu Mountain Town!" Qiu Heng replied with an unpleasant expression.

Yang Zhenshan frowned. Yu Mountain Town was the front line of the war between the Three Sects and the Nether Prison Sect. He didn’t expect even Qiu Jin to be conscripted for the war.

But on second thought, it made sense. Qiu Jin was an Artifact Refiner, and although his skills were not exceptional, he was considered a veteran craftsman.

The front line is most in need of veteran craftsmen like him; after all, the most crucial materials in a martial artist’s war are Elixirs and spiritual weapons.

Whether repairing or crafting spiritual weapons, figures like Qiu Jin at the bottom are indispensable.

"How long has he been gone?"

"Four years!"

"Did he say when he’d return?"

"No!" Qiu Heng said bitterly.

A return is easier said than done.

As long as the war between the Three Sects and the Nether Prison Sect continues, Qiu Jin will definitely not be released.

Not returning is better; returning might even be bad news.

Because those who return before the war ends are either dead bodies or disabled.

With Qiu Jin absent, Yang Zhenshan didn’t linger long at the Spirit Flame Foundry, choosing instead to stroll around the workshop with Yu Qingyi.

While there were fewer guests in the workshop, the shops remained, owned either by the Twelve Families or talented individuals like Qiu Jin.

Do not underestimate Qiu Jin. Though his prowess is lacking, the Qiu Family has accumulated considerable wealth over generations working in the Artifact Refining Workshop.

With wealth comes resources, and resources enable the cultivation of younger generations.

Though the Qiu Family doesn’t have many members, each possesses significant cultivation, stronger than those Martial Arts Families occupying spirit fields in the mountains.

Yang Zhenshan and Yu Qingyi spent over two hours browsing and bought some useful items, preparing to leave Nanxia County for Lingxi Mountain.

However, as they approached Nanxia County’s gate, Yang Zhenshan suddenly halted.

"What’s wrong?" Yu Qingyi noticed his unusual behavior and asked.

Yang Zhenshan glanced back before shaking his head, "Nothing!"

He had just noticed a few peculiar individuals, peculiar because their cultivation wasn’t low. Leading them was a Heavenly Gang Stage martial artist, with the remaining five being Earth Evil Stage.

The oddity lay in their attire; they wore coarse clothes and carried ordinary vegetables, resembling old farmers entering the city to sell produce.