Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 902: Chapter 652: When the Tree Falls, the Monkeys Scatter

Just as Yang Zhenshan learned of Yang Mingzhao’s news, a major event occurred in the capital city of Da Rong.

This event had an absolutely explosive impact on Da Rong.

Jian Chengfeng defected from Sanshan Valley, yes, he defected.

Jian Chengfeng once served as the head of the imperial guards, reaching the position of Left Governor of the Front Army Commander’s Mansion, and was the Crown Prince’s preceptor. He retired in the fifth year of Emperor Chengping and lived in seclusion in Sanshan Valley.

He had a disciple named Jiang Zhen, who became the Left Army Commander’s Mansion and Great General of the North, as well as General of Chongshan Town.

The Battle of Black Cloud Mountain, which Yang Zhenshan’s predecessor experienced, was led by Jiang Zhen.

Later, the decline of Chongshan Town was also connected to Jiang Zhen.

During Emperor Chengping’s reign, Jiang Zhen was a taboo, an existence that no one dared to mention.

And Jiang Zhen was Jian Chengfeng’s most valued disciple, closer even than his own son.

It was precisely because Emperor Chengping killed Jiang Zhen that Jian Chengfeng, in despair, retired to live in seclusion.

Although this matter happened over fifty years ago, Jian Chengfeng has never been able to forget.

Jian Chengfeng was already dissatisfied with Emperor Chengping, very dissatisfied with Emperor Yanping, and now, as Da Rong is weakening, the court is corrupt, and chaos erupts among the people, he is even more dissatisfied with Emperor Jianxing.

In his eyes, these three generations of emperors are heartless, uncharitable individuals.

Seeing the chaos arising, Jian Chengfeng finally made up his mind to escape from Sanshan Valley, to flee from the capital city.

He not only fled himself but also took away all of the over forty Three Yellow Plums produced by the tree this year.

In Sanshan Valley, An Yuxing looked at the tall Three Yellow Li Tree and sighed deeply.

Standing behind him were Yue Gu and Xun Shanshui, their expressions somewhat unpleasant.

Zhang Ye and Granny Meng had long since passed away, and now An Yuxing had the highest cultivation level in Sanshan Valley, followed by Jian Chengfeng.

Without any warning, Jian Chengfeng took all of this year’s Three Yellow Plums.

This left them feeling shocked and annoyed.

"The world is in chaos, and people’s hearts are scattered!" murmured An Yuxing softly.

Yue Gu looked at An Yuxing’s fluttering white hair and lowered his voice, saying, "What plans does Senior An have?"

Xun Shanshui’s expression changed slightly, "Brother Yue, what do you mean?"

Yue Gu shook his head, glanced in the direction of the Imperial City, "I want to return to my hometown!"

"Having lived in seclusion in this Sanshan Valley for decades, I’ve almost forgotten what my hometown looks like!"

He was originally a Jianghu martial artist, and the Yue family was a martial arts family in Fuhai.

All these years, he stayed in Sanshan Valley to earn resources and Three Yellow Plums for his family’s descendants. Previously, the innate martial artists in Sanshan Valley weren’t allowed to leave; that was the rule, and he naturally couldn’t break it. But now, there’s no such restriction in Sanshan Valley.

So he wants to go back and see his children and grandchildren.

Fuhai Province may not be as chaotic as the three provinces of Longyuan, but it’s not at peace either. He wants to go back to protect his children and grandchildren.

Xun Shanshui frowned deeply, leaving Sanshan Valley?

This was something he had never considered before.

"Senior An!"

Xun Shanshui wanted An Yuxing to take the lead.

Although now everyone can leave Sanshan Valley, no one has truly left it in all these years.

An Yuxing turned his head to look at Xun Shanshui, "If you want to leave, just go, save everyone from losing face!"

People’s hearts are scattered, it’s not something that can be stopped by simply blocking it.

The more you try to stop it, the bigger the conflict between them becomes.

And it’s not like this land hasn’t seen the end of a dynasty before; during the end of Dasheng, the world was divided into chaos, numerous forces rose to claim kingship and dominance, and at that time, not to mention ordinary people, even innate martial artists were knocked out senseless.

Back then, the Dasheng Dynasty had three Spirit Fruits, and the result? All three Spirit Fruits were destroyed in the chaos.

Over thirty innate martial artists died in battle.

How similar the current situation is to the end of Dasheng!

In fact, everyone has already seen the signs, and everyone is preparing for the upcoming chaotic world.

What choice do the innate martial artists have?

Either get involved in this struggle for dominance and risk their lives to achieve wealth and glory for their descendants, or hide deep in the mountains and forests, ignoring the worldly chaos, or flee Da Rong and establish a power overseas.

Innate martial artists are top-notch powerhouses, but even they cannot turn the tide against a dynasty’s end.

To change the world, reshape the universe, and restore order is not something that one or a few innate martial artists can achieve; it requires opportunity, luck, and the will of the people.

The founder of Da Rong’s first emperor was like a child of fortune, born poor but possessing great luck, resilient, and finally becoming a dominant ruler.

Originally just a small Jianghu martial artist, the founding emperor was benevolent, charitable, free-spirited, easygoing, broad-minded, and made countless good connections during more than a decade of traveling the Jianghu.

Later, he was forced to become an outlaw because of the corrupted court and was almost exterminated by the Dasheng court several times, but each time after failure, he was able to quickly raise a new team.

He even fortuitously discovered the Three Yellow Li.

The Three Yellow Li turned him into an innate martial artist, allowed him to cultivate many martial arts experts, and gave him the qualification to compete for the world.

Now, this Three Yellow Li has accompanied Da Rong for nearly four hundred years, with Da Rong about to fall, can this Three Yellow Li still be preserved?

"Thank you, senior, for allowing it!" Yue Gu cupped his hands in salute, without any delay, turned, and left.

Xun Shanshui hesitated for a moment, wanting to dissuade, but didn’t know how to.

An Yuxing turned to look at him, showing a faint smile, "I also intend to leave!"