Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1335: Chapter 860: You Are Wang Qiutang! (Part 2)

Whether in terms of cultivation, equipment, or array formation, he could match these sword-wielding disciples.

Jiang Baichuan flew to the mountain gate, but before he could speak, Wang Qiutang also arrived.

Wang Qiutang looked at Wang Shanhu and the other five, who were barely breathing, and his old face turned as black as ink.

"How dare you!"

He reprimanded coldly, taking the initiative, "Where did you vile people come from that you dare to assault the mountain gate of the Xuanqing Sect?"

The booming voice echoed through the heavens and the earth, deafening everyone around.

Before the words faded, a sharp sword soared into the sky, slashing directly towards Yang Chengye and the others.

No one expected Wang Qiutang to disregard his reputation and attack a junior.

Jiang Baichuan did not expect it and had no time to stop him.

Yang Zhenshan did not expect this old fool to be so shameless; if this sword struck, Yang Chengye would certainly die.

"Old dog, you court death!"

Yang Zhenshan was furious. Although he had calculated against the Xuanqing Sect, feeling somewhat apologetic, now all those feelings vanished without a trace.

Mana circulated within him, seeping into the ground along his feet, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

Yang Chengye squinted his eyes, feeling the chilling sword edge. His spear in hand raised, shooting out a spear’s length of light.

What if he’s a Golden Body Realm Martial Artist?

He would still dare to strike!

"Protect the young master!"

Luo Bo, Song Jie, and the others, without hesitation, raised their spears, surrounding Yang Chengye and Yang Qinting.

Their formidable fighting spirit erupted instantly, showing no intent to retreat.

But before they could strike, the green stone bricks beneath them suddenly shattered, with over a hundred vine tendrils as thick as arms shooting out.

The vines were like spears, and the spears were like a forest, charging like thousands of soldiers launching an assault towards the mountain gate of the Xuanqing Sect.

The spear’s momentum surged like a tide, in a blink clashing with Wang Qiutang’s towering sword light.

Rumble~~~

Terrifying waves exploded across the sky, spreading across a hundred miles.

Wang Qiutang’s strength was undoubtedly formidable, having late-stage Golden Body Realm cultivation.

However, Yang Zhenshan’s Vine Skill was not only cultivated to the Transformation Realm, but also infused with his unique spear intent, even incorporating his decades of battlefield experience.

Each vine was like a soldier wielding his spear intent, able to charge and fight in his stead.

Wang Qiutang’s sword light was overbearing, while Yang Zhenshan’s Vine Skill rolled like a magnificent army.

Once they collided, Wang Qiutang’s sword light shattered instantly, and the hundred-plus vines, like a vast tidal wave, pressed down on Wang Qiutang.

Seeing this, Wang Qiutang’s pupils contracted suddenly, a look of undisguised shock on his face.

The vines pressed down but didn’t reach Wang Qiutang, as the array on the Xuanqing Sect’s mountain gate activated, forming a protective shield around Wang Qiutang and the others.

Yang Zhenshan’s eyes were gloomy, and he reached out to grab Yu Qingyi, who vanished instantly from the spot. In the next moment, a pill furnace appeared out of thin air, lifting Yang Zhenshan into the sky.

Caw caw~~

The piercing sound of crows echoed across the heavens and earth, audible from Green Jade City to the twenty-four peaks of the Xuanqing Sect.

The Golden Crow Eight Trigrams Furnace, a mid-grade Spiritual Treasure, contained True Sun Fire, useful for alchemy or defense.

Back in the Qi Refinement Realm, Yang Zhenshan couldn’t activate this powerful Spiritual Treasure, and even now at the early-stage Foundation Establishment, he still couldn’t fully harness it.

But it didn’t matter that he couldn’t activate it; the furnace had an Artifact Spirit. As long as enough Spirit Stones were provided, the Golden Crow could unleash at least eighty percent of the furnace’s power.

Yang Zhenshan dared to plot against Xuanqing Sect precisely because he possessed this mid-grade Spiritual Artifact.

Of course, Yang Zhenshan preferred not to use the Golden Crow Eight Trigrams Furnace unless necessary, as it was like a Taotie with an insatiable appetite.

If he truly used it in battle, a single burst of fire would cost tens of thousands of Spirit Stones, and after a few bursts, hundreds of thousands of low-grade Spirit Stones would be gone.

"You must be Wang Qiutang!"

Yang Zhenshan shouted coldly.

"Grandfather!" Yang Chengye quickly bowed upon seeing Yang Zhenshan.

Yang Qinting and the others followed suit.

Everyone around was utterly shocked when they saw Yang Zhenshan.

Yang Zhenshan’s appearance was simply too astonishing.

Standing upon the Golden Crow Eight Trigrams Furnace, clad in a green Vestment robe, crowned with a white Jade Crown, his eyes sparkled like electricity, and a vast aura emanated as if it were tangible, pressing down heavily. Most notably, above his head was a fiercely burning Golden Crow.

The terrifying Golden Crow exuded golden flames, its scorching heat making everyone’s skin feel like it was burning.

Wang Qiutang looked at the Golden Crow, then at Yang Zhenshan, involuntarily twitching his hands.

"Esteemed Daoist!" Jiang Baichuan sighed inwardly, yet he stepped forward with cupped fists in a formal greeting.

"Who are you?" Yang Zhenshan asked coldly.

"I am Jiang Baichuan, Elder of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Xuanqing Sect!"

"Doesn’t the Xuanqing Sect have Foundation Establishment Cultivators? Shouldn’t they be summoned here?" Yang Zhenshan showed Jiang Baichuan no courtesy.

At this point, there was no need to hold back.

Indeed, Wang Qiutang had provoked Yang Zhenshan’s fury, wanting to harm Yang Chengye without a word, truly thinking that Yang Zhenshan, a Foundation Establishment Immortal Cultivator, had no temper?

Who is Yang Chengye?

He is the eldest grandson of the Yang family.

In the entire Spirit Origin Land, if ranked by status, Yang Chengye would be in the top ten.

Be it An Yuxing or Liang Shengze, they would rank after Yang Chengye.

Because Yang Chengye is the eldest grandson of the Yang family.

If anything happens to Yang Chengye, Spirit Origin Land would have to be plunged into war for him.

In such an event, forget the Xuanqing Sect; even the entire Sea of Spirit, Yang Zhenshan would topple it for him.

This wasn’t about whether Yang Zhenshan wanted to or not; he had to ensure justice for Yang Chengye.

Because the Yang family is the ruler of Spirit Origin Land, and Yang Chengye is its Young Master.

Although Yang Zhenshan never mentioned or thought about such matters, it didn’t mean others didn’t perceive them that way.

When Yang Zhenshan suggested Yang Chengmao oversee the Ziwei Tower, didn’t An Yuxing and others voice objections?

Why did they object? Because Yang Mingcheng, Yang Chengye, Yang Qinyuan, and Yang Jijue’s lineage is the legitimate future of the Yang family.

Jiang Baichuan took a deep breath and said in a steady voice, "True Man, please wait a moment. I will immediately summon the two Masters!"

Although the Golden Body Realm and Foundation Establishment Stage seem equivalent, the difference between the two is vast.

It could be said that they don’t even belong to the same level.

Hence, there is also a significant gap between Martial Artists and Immortal Cultivators.

Yang Zhenshan’s disdain for speaking with Jiang Baichuan didn’t anger Jiang Baichuan, as he clearly understood this disparity.

"No need, we have already arrived!"

Voices echoed as two figures approached, riding their swords.

Yang Zhenshan watched the two figures calmly.

He naturally knew who they were; the Xuanqing Sect currently had two Foundation Establishment Cultivators, Master Yunxiao and Master Yunxi.

These two cultivators were at mid-stage Foundation Establishment, with Master Yunxiao being older, about two hundred and forty years, while Master Yunxi, though younger, was about one hundred and sixty years old.

Master Yunxiao approached, seeing the Golden Crow hovering above Yang Zhenshan, his face turned grave.

A Spiritual Treasure!

It was indeed a Spiritual Treasure!

To a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, a Spiritual Treasure is extremely precious, and no cultivator at this stage could resist its allure.

However, in a Foundation Establishment Cultivator’s hands, a Spiritual Treasure seems like a chicken rib, as it is difficult to wield and even harder to tame an Artifact Spirit.

Taming an Artifact Spirit is more complicated than taming a wild beast, due to their high intelligence; naturally, they would not wish to be enslaved by a cultivator.

When Yang Zhenshan initially obtained the Golden Crow’s acknowledgment, it was because he was the master of a Grotto Heaven, otherwise, the Golden Crow wouldn’t have paid him any attention.

Although Yunxiao coveted the Golden Crow Eight Trigrams Furnace in Yang Zhenshan’s possession, it was beyond his grasp.

Even if he killed Yang Zhenshan, the Golden Crow Eight Trigrams Furnace likely wouldn’t submit to him.