Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 878: Chapter 641: Will This World Continue to Exist?

From the terrain inside the space, one can see that the mountains, the Spiritual Spring, the snow-capped mountains, and so on, existed before; they were not created by Yang Zhenshan.

So what would happen to this world if Yang Zhenshan died?

Will it fall back into slumber again, or will it continue to exist?

Yang Zhenshan doesn’t have an exact answer, but he vaguely feels that this world doesn’t want to fall back into slumber.

The Spiritual Spring is proof; the Tiaoist Intent Sacred Lotus is also proof.

Their existence is for enhancing Yang Zhenshan’s cultivation, and this world is gradually awakening as his cultivation progresses.

Yang Zhenshan looked up at the sky, gazing at the bright sun, and said solemnly, "It definitely will; it will eventually become a vast world, a world reborn, an eternally existing world!"

As his words fell, he suddenly felt a strange sensation, as if something was repeatedly calling him, caressing him, approaching him, and seemingly merging into him.

This feeling was peculiar, making him feel very comfortable and somewhat inexplicably happy.

Unfortunately, this was ultimately just his own feeling, possibly even a sensation he imagined.

Yang Mingzhi pondered after hearing Yang Zhenshan’s words.

Although he didn’t understand what Yang Zhenshan meant, he got the gist that Yang Zhenshan wanted to shape this small world into the Yang family’s land.

He also thought about the Yang family’s future; with such a world, the Yang family’s future is naturally bright.

But this future is inseparable from Yang Zhenshan.

Once removed from Yang Zhenshan, they wouldn’t be able to enjoy the benefits this world offers.

Yang Mingzhi thought about the past, when he was in Fuzhou, away from Yang Zhenshan, so his cultivation was surpassed by the third brother and left far behind by the eldest brother.

Thinking through all this, he began to have some considerations.

Originally, he wanted his son to go and be that so-called King; now it seems unnecessary.

A small dynasty is just a territory of the Yang family.

To speak nicely, it’s a dynasty; to put it bluntly, it’s an affiliated territory of the Yang family, no different from those small islands around Star Moon Island.

Yang Mingcheng wasn’t thinking that much; he just felt this small world was nice, with a continuous supply of Spiritual Spring Water, countless Spirit Fruits, and opportunities to brew Spiritual Wine, roast Spiritual Tea, collect royal jelly, etc. Moreover, even the rice grown here has special effects.

If he lived in here, wouldn’t he have unlimited access to these resources, and wouldn’t his cultivation improve rapidly?

"Dad, can I live here?" Yang Mingcheng asked.

Yang Zhenshan looked at him in surprise, "There’s no one here; it might be boring to live here!"

"Hehe, but there are many Spirit Fruits here, and various Spiritual Objects to enjoy!" Yang Mingcheng grinned foolishly.

"Are you living here by yourself, or are you bringing Ms. Wang?" Yang Zhenshan asked.

Yang Mingcheng thought for a moment, then said, "I’ll bring Ms. Wang along, and we can farm here. It’s been years since I’ve tilled the land!"

Indeed, Yang Mingcheng was simple-minded, even thinking about farming in the space.

Yang Zhenshan looked at Yang Mingzhi and Yang Minghao, "What about you?"

"Do we need Dad to take us out if we want to leave here?" Yang Minghao asked.

Yang Zhenshan nodded slightly, "If you come in, you definitely can’t just come and go; I don’t have the leisure to keep opening the door for you!"

Even though bringing people in and out of the space is easy, if they kept coming and going, wouldn’t Yang Zhenshan be like the gatekeeper?

"Then I’ll pass; I surely can’t stay inside here, but, Dad, can I occasionally come in for a few days?" Yang Minghao asked.

Yang Zhenshan nodded, "Sure, you can stay for half a month each time, and I won’t let you out until the time is up!"

"That’s good; coming in to stay once in a while works for me!" Yang Minghao said.

Yang Mingzhi also nodded, thinking this arrangement was better.

Humans are social creatures, and they are all important members of the Yang family, attended to outside. Running inside to farm, the two of them certainly wouldn’t be suitable for that.

"Alright, let’s head out first and deal with matters regarding Divine Wood Island and the Taro Dynasty. Later, we can arrange for people to move in. Ming Cheng, you can move in then and become the village chief!" Yang Zhenshan laughed.

A small village of thirty or forty households, having Yang Mingcheng as the village chief was fine.

Compared to Yang Mingzhi and Yang Minghao, Yang Mingcheng was undoubtedly more grounded, able to endure loneliness better.

"Ming Cheng, when we get out, choose some diligent and down-to-earth young people from our former household slaves, preferably under thirty and married."

"We don’t need a lot, thirty to forty households will suffice."

"Then, prepare some supplies, like food, fabric, salt, sugar, vinegar, and other daily necessities, along with farming tools, pots, bowls, and also some timber!"

"There aren’t any large trees in these mountains, so it’d be better to bring in some timber from outside to build houses!"

Yang Zhenshan instructed one by one.

Everything in the space was lacking, even timber was scarce.

But building houses inside the space wasn’t troublesome, the space had a temperate climate all year round, without cold winters or scorching summers, so just constructing a wooden house to keep out the wind and rain would suffice.

Moreover, there were plenty of bamboo forests inside, so bamboo houses could also be built.

While Yang Zhenshan and his three sons were discussing village construction inside the space, in the front hall of the courtyard, Yang Chengmao and his six brothers were talking about the matter of becoming King.

They all already knew the purpose of Yang Zhenshan summoning them today, and since he wasn’t around now, the six brothers spoke freely.

"Second Brother, do you want to be King?" Yang Chengyou asked.

"No!" Yang Chengmao shook his head without hesitation; he didn’t even want to manage government affairs, and wouldn’t even help his uncle if he wasn’t too idle.

Yang Chengyou blinked and looked at Yang Chengxian, "Third Brother, what about you!"

Yang Chengxian grinned, "I don’t want it either, but hehe!"

"Third Brother, what are you laughing at?" Yang Chengyou sensed something unsettling.

Yang Chengxian chuckled, "If you want me to step aside, you should give me some perks!"

"Ah! Third Brother, you can’t take advantage of this situation; the brothers are all watching!" Yang Chengyou said anxiously.

Yang Chengyou took a sip of tea and said leisurely, "Fifth Brother, Sixth Brother, Seventh Brother, what benefits should we ask for so that your Fourth Brother will agree to be King!"

All six brothers sat there, and it was apparent who was the most eager.

Now, who couldn’t see that Yang Chengyou wanted to be King?

"Yes, we must receive enough benefits; otherwise, I also want to be King!" Yang Chengzhang was the first to express his stance.

Yang Chengyou looked at Yang Chengzhang, "Kid, are you itching for a beating!"

The two of them were biological brothers and had been mischievous together since childhood; Yang Zhenshan always thought it was Yang Chengyou who influenced Yang Chengzhang to be mischievous.

"Hmph, Second Brother and Third Brother are both here; Brother, be cautious!" Yang Chengzhang wasn’t afraid of Yang Chengyou’s threat.

Yang Chengyou was indeed stronger, but there were stronger people here, with Yang Chengmao around, they could only pretend to be humble!

In the Yang family, age was an advantage, not because of seniority, but because the older you were, the higher the cultivation, and thus stronger.

Among the Yang family’s grandchildren, Yang Chengye was naturally the oldest, but he had been in Chongshan Town for almost twenty years. Although Yang Zhenshan had always sent resources to him, he definitely didn’t receive as much as Yang Chengmao and the others.

Yang Chengye was already forty years old this year, with cultivation at the Postnatal Ninth Layer.

Yang Chengmao was thirty-eight this year, also at the Postnatal Ninth Layer, and he broke through to the Postnatal Ninth Layer a year earlier than Yang Chengye, so he had already surpassed him.

And the cultivation ranks of Yang Chengxian, Yang Chengyou, and other brothers followed their ages.

With both age and strength suppressing them, Yang Chengmao could firmly suppress these brothers before him.