Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1284: Chapter 835: The Yang Family, Prepare for Annihilation! This Young Master Means It!

Yang Zhenshan continued drawing talismans without saying a word.

Yang Minghao continued, "The Situ family wants to enlist Old Ding. After we refused, they actually tried to coerce us, and even intend harm!"

"Oh! How do they intend to harm you?" Yang Zhenshan looked up, smiling lightly.

"They said they want to obliterate the Yang family!" Yang Minghao grinned.

Yang Zhenshan shook his head slightly, "You mean they want to obliterate the Lingxi Yang Family!"

"The Lingxi Yang Family is also our Yang family now!" Yang Minghao said.

"Hmm!" Yang Zhenshan nodded slightly. What he said was true; now the Lingxi Yang Family was indeed part of their Yang family.

He thought for a moment and asked, "Is Anhu City still under the control of the Illusion Moon Sect?"

"Yes! The person currently in charge of Anhu City is Venerable Yue Ming, an elder of the Illusion Moon Sect!" Yang Minghao replied.

Yang Zhenshan took out a pale moon-colored token and handed it to him, saying, "Take this to Elder Yue Ming and tell him I want the Situ family to escort you back to Lingxi Mountain!"

"It has to be someone from the Situ family—no one else will do!"

"Also, please ask Elder Yue Ming to keep my identity confidential!"

He did not know Yue Ming, but it didn’t matter. He was a Guest Elder of the Illusion Moon Sect, holding a status equivalent to an elder, and being a Foundation Establishment cultivator, his status naturally surpassed that of a Martial God.

Currently, his position as a Guest Elder of the Illusion Moon Sect was still kept secret. Elder Yue Ming probably didn’t even know that their sect had added him as a Guest Elder.

"What is this?" Yang Minghao took the token, looking at Yang Zhenshan with some confusion.

He didn’t know that Yang Zhenshan had become a Guest Elder of the Illusion Moon Sect.

"This is the Elder Token of the Illusion Moon Sect. I am now a Guest Elder of the Illusion Moon Sect!" Yang Zhenshan casually explained.

"Ah, Dad, when did this happen? Why didn’t I know?" Yang Minghao said with a hint of grievance.

Yang Zhenshan glanced at him, "Stop messing around, go take care of the important business. Ding Qiu is about to make a breakthrough; have him come back soon!"

He was quite looking forward to Ding Qiu’s breakthrough. He estimated that once Ding Qiu broke through to the Golden Body Realm, his power might surpass Yu Qingyi.

Once Ding Qiu completed his breakthrough, he would be Yang Zhenshan’s most powerful blade, capable of accomplishing many tasks for him.

"Heh, I’ll go right away!"

"Dad, I’m off!"

Yang Minghao left, and after thinking for a moment, Yang Zhenshan also headed out.

He arrived at the waterfall at the foot of the Spiritual Spring Mountain Plateau and walked into a secluded small courtyard.

There was only a simple bamboo building in the courtyard. Yang Zhenshan did not enter the bamboo building but stood outside, using his Spiritual Sense to perceive the situation inside.

At this moment, inside the small bamboo building, An Yuxing was sitting cross-legged on a rush cushion, eyes slightly closed, his breath sometimes weakening, sometimes surging.

An Yuxing’s breakthrough had exceeded six years. He started to break through only half a year later than Yu Qingyi, yet he still had not completed it.

He had already completed establishing his Spirit Base, but now he was just one step away from a successful breakthrough—a step he had been stuck on for over a year.

Yang Zhenshan was somewhat worried about him.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t help with this matter, and could only quietly wait.

It wasn’t just An Yuxing; Liang Shengze and Qu Changkong were also experiencing very difficult and prolonged breakthroughs.

This was mainly because of their comparatively older age. According to the records within the Illusion Moon Sect, it was best for a Heavenly Gang Stage Martial Artist to break through to the Golden Body Realm before one hundred and twenty years of age.

Beyond one hundred and twenty years, the success rate is less than thirty percent. If one possesses high-grade spiritual objects, the success rate might be higher, but would still not exceed fifty percent.

The spiritual objects Yang Zhenshan gave them were obtained from the Ancient Relic Array, so their grades certainly wouldn’t be low.

However, the chance of their breakthrough remained low, roughly around forty percent, by Yang Zhenshan’s estimation.

Feeling An Yuxing’s current state, Yang Zhenshan felt somewhat reassured.

An Yuxing was currently in the state of forming his Golden Body, and things seemed to be going well. Perhaps, it wouldn’t be long before he broke through.

Afterward, he went to check on Liang Shengze and Qu Changkong’s seclusion locations. Qu Changkong was comparatively younger, only about one hundred and thirty years old now—not that much over one hundred and twenty, but still much younger than An Yuxing and Liang Shengze.

The one in the worst condition, however, was Liang Shengze. Seeing his dissipating aura gave Yang Zhenshan a sinking feeling.

A dissipating aura meant that Liang Shengze couldn’t control the True Yuan within his body. Forming a Golden Body requires using True Yuan to control and refine the Spiritual Energy entering the body, but since Liang Shengze couldn’t even manage his own True Yuan, how could he control Spiritual Energy?

Yang Zhenshan appeared in front of Liang Shengze in a flash, carefully observing his condition.

"Brother Liang! Brother Liang!"

He called out softly.

Liang Shengze showed no reaction.

"Damn!" Yang Zhenshan cursed under his breath. In this situation, without external aid, Liang Shengze would likely fail his breakthrough and meet a tragic end, just like Zhou Tianci had earlier.

But how could he help Liang Shengze?

Yang Zhenshan found himself at a bit of a loss.

The breakthrough process was inherently dangerous, and one had to rely on one’s own efforts—external help was generally ineffective.

Currently, Liang Shengze was clearly running out of steam, unable to continue his breakthrough. His consciousness was even slipping into a coma.

After some hesitation, Yang Zhenshan gritted his teeth and took out a mid-grade Foundation Establishment Pill.

Since the Foundation Establishment Pill could aid an Immortal Cultivator in establishing a foundation, it should be able to assist a Martial Artist in forming a Golden Body.

The main effect of the Foundation Establishment Pill is to provide a vast amount of medicinal power to break the confinement of the Dantian and reconstruct it.

This didn’t seem particularly useful for forming a Golden Body, but now Liang Shengze’s problem wasn’t just the inability to control his True Yuan—his True Yuan was depleted to the brink.

He needed a large amount of True Yuan and to awaken his consciousness, giving him a slim chance at survival.

With no other options, Yang Zhenshan decided to take a gamble.

He inserted the Foundation Establishment Pill into Liang Shengze’s mouth, lightly brushing his chest to help him swallow it.

Simultaneously, he delicately stimulated Liang Shengze’s comatose consciousness with his Divine Soul.

The process was extremely perilous—any slight excess in the soul power Yang Zhenshan infused could cause Liang Shengze’s Divine Soul to dissipate.

Yang Zhenshan was sweating nervously, fearful of any mishaps.

Fortunately, over the years, he had focused on cultivating Divine Soul Techniques and fine-tuned his control over Divine Soul Power.

His Divine Soul Power was like a fine needle, gently piercing into Liang Shengze’s Divine Soul. Liang Shengze’s soul quivered lightly, slowly rousing from his comatose state.

"Don’t panic. Calm your mind and focus on controlling the drug power within you!" Yang Zhenshan’s voice echoed.

In his bewildered state, Liang Shengze grew more aware, concentrating on the chaotic state within his body.

Inside him, everything was in disarray—a nearly depleted True Yuan was scattered among his meridians and acupoints. His unstable Spirit Base trembled, on the brink of collapsing at any moment, while uncontrolled Spiritual Energy he drew from outside assailed his flesh unrelentingly.

More importantly, the violent medicinal force of the Foundation Establishment Pill surged like a flood within his Dantian and meridians. Although it replenished his lost True Yuan, it brought immense pain as well.