Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 984: Chapter 692: Transplanting the Spiritual Fruit Tree (2)

In the past two years, Yu Qingyi’s abilities have greatly improved, but she still cannot make the Spiritual Fruit Trees grow quickly. However, she can make the Spiritual Fruit Trees take root and sprout, ensuring their survival after transplantation.

The collaboration between Yang Zhenshan and Yu Qingyi is the greatest guarantee for the transplantation of the Spiritual Fruit Trees.

Seeing the vibrant vitality on the two Spiritual Fruit Tree saplings, Yang Zhenshan smiled.

If it were him alone, even with the Spiritual Spring Water, he could not guarantee the successful transplantation of the Spiritual Fruit Trees.

But with Yu Qingyi’s cooperation, it’s different.

As long as this Blessed Land can sustain the growth needs of the three Spiritual Fruit Trees, the Sanshan Valley will always have three Spiritual Fruit Trees from now on.

In ten years, Da’an will be able to harvest more Spirit Fruits every year.

As for whether more Spiritual Fruit Trees can be nurtured within Sanshan Valley, Yang Zhenshan does not know. This time, he only transplanted two to see the situation. If this Blessed Land in Sanshan Valley does not change in the future, then he may be able to transplant more Spiritual Fruit Trees.

A Blessed Land is more precious than a Spiritual Fruit Tree. Compared to a few Spiritual Fruit Trees, Yang Zhenshan is more afraid of damaging this Blessed Land in Sanshan Valley; hence, he is very cautious about transplanting the Spiritual Fruit Trees.

However, Yang Zhenshan’s caution was seen as audacious recklessness by An Yuxing and others.

Unbelievable!

They looked at the two Spiritual Fruit Trees, their faces full of incredulous expressions.

“Can this really work?” Jian Chengfeng mumbled softly.

“Perhaps it can!” Li Zhen’s eyes widened, fixed on the Jade Dew Spirit Peach, watching the sapling being planted by Yang Zhenshan and sprouting twelve buds under Yu Qingyi’s ability.

Indeed, he could clearly see how many buds the Jade Dew Spirit Peach had sprouted.

An Yuxing remained silent, his eyes fixed on Yang Zhenshan’s back. He had also attained Enlightenment, though his cultivation was not very profound, but he was genuinely on the level of an Innate Martial Artist of Enlightenment.

It was because he had also attained Enlightenment that he understood conjuring up a storm like Yang Zhenshan had just done was simply impossible.

Moreover, the Dao Intent he perceives is of Water Attribute. If he were to simulate a rainstorm, he could do it too, though the range wouldn’t be large, roughly a hundred yards at most.

Yet the rain just now was far more than a hundred yards, covering the entire Sanshan Valley, even extending to the entire Capital City.

“How did you do it?” An Yuxing couldn’t help but ask.

Yang Zhenshan turned and replied with surprise, “What do you mean by how did I do it?”

“The rain!” An Yuxing said.

Yang Zhenshan couldn’t help but smile wryly, “I’m teasing you!”

“That rain wasn’t summoned by me; it was going to rain initially.”

“Thunder and dew, all are celestial phenomena. It was bound to rain today, and all I did was use thunder to incite the clouds above, making the rain fall even heavier in a small area.”

He gave an explanation that seemed quite unreasonable but was indeed quite reasonable in reality.

According to his method, it isn’t impossible, just unable to achieve precise control.

Yang Zhenshan could indeed attract thunder from the sky, but the might of heaven and earth is exceedingly powerful, and currently, he cannot control the thunder above.

If not handled well, the thunder he summons might strike him instead.

Yet this explanation seemed quite reasonable to An Yuxing. If it rained, he too could increase rainfall in a localized area as Yang Zhenshan just did.

Upon hearing Yang Zhenshan’s explanation, the shock in everyone’s hearts diminished. All of them had not yet attained Enlightenment, unaware of the effects of using Dao Intent, merely believing this would be possible post-Enlightenment.

Of course, witnessing Yang Zhenshan and Yu Qingyi’s performance fueled their desire for Enlightenment.

One by one, they gathered around Yang Zhenshan, seeking guidance on achieving Enlightenment.

However, the existence of Dao Intent is inherently mysterious, understood rather than articulated, leaving Yang Zhenshan only able to speak in platitudes.

His words were not useless, just not remarkably effective. Achieving Enlightenment depends on their comprehension.

Meanwhile, as Yang Zhenshan was showcasing his prowess in Sanshan Valley, Lv Hua found himself in a precarious situation.

After receiving Yang Zhenshan’s stance, Lv Hua quickly made a decision.

He planned to leave Jiangnan and go to the Capital City.

But leaving wouldn’t be easy; Chen Hengchang had never completely trusted him, particularly after his massacre in Jiangnan, making him more wary of his subordinates.

Lv Hua was closely monitored by Chen Hengchang’s men.

However, this did not deter Lv Hua’s determination to leave Jiangnan.

Lv Hua was acutely aware of Yang Zhenshan’s intentions; going to the Capital City now was a test by Yang Zhenshan. If Lv Hua could reach the Capital, he would become a pivotal figure in Da’an in the future. If not, Da’an would never trust him with anything significant again, no matter what he did.

Perhaps Yang Zhenshan might shelter him in the future, but that would be merely shelter, not utilization.

Lv Hua is a proud individual, perhaps not concerned about power, but unwilling to become insignificant.

So he was determined to leave Jiangnan during this most perilous time and head to the Capital.

The night was winding, his hands unseen in the darkness.

Lv Hua, clad in a black outfit, sat in a pitch-black hall.

Though seated at the main seat, his figure was entirely hidden in the shadows.

His narrow eyes flickered with a chilling gleam.

Suddenly, he grinned, his smile eerily sinister in the dark setting, mainly due to the scar on his face adding an air of menace.

This scar was a gift from the Divine Sun Sect, left during the time he was hunted down by the Secret Martial Guards, infiltrated with Nansheng’s help.

Rumble~

A brilliant flash of thunder appeared in the dark night sky, with a reverberating roar that seemed to make even the tables and chairs in the hall tremble.

“Commence!”

Lv Hua said gloomily.

“Yes!”

Several blurred shadows flitted past him, and shortly after, a torrential downpour began outside the hall.

With the sound of rain came dull thudding sounds.

Outside the mansion, faint sounds of bodies falling echoed in the dark corners, and upon closer observation, one would find corpses.

Playing cat and mouse with Lv Hua? He would boast, “I’ve taught you!”

Lv Hua could only chuckle at their surveillance attempts, thinking they underestimated him.

Surveillance, monitoring, and reconnaissance were specialties of the Secret Martial Guards. Though they no longer existed, as long as Lv Hua lived, the Secret Martial Guards would not disappear.

In no more than a quarter of an hour, a figure reappeared in the hall, “My lord, it’s done!”

“Hmm!”

Lv Hua nodded, then rose, “Then let’s deliver the prepared grand gift!”

Leaving Jiangnan wasn’t difficult. Despite Chen Hengchang’s close watch, Lv Hua could easily slip away unnoticed.

But simply leaving like that was unsatisfactory to Lv Hua, so he had prepared a grand gift for Chen Hengchang.

The rain fell heavier, the night darker.

The lifeless night was void of any sound except the patter of rain.

Yet, all silence was temporary.

In the darkness, small sparks suddenly emerged, then grew into a raging fire.

Despite the rain, flames rose high, illuminating half of Jiangning Prefecture city.

Jiangning Prefecture was the most prosperous area in Jiangnan, even outshining Song River Prefecture.

Well, that was the old Jiangning Prefecture, now it was desolate, lifeless.

After claiming Jiangnan, Chen Hengchang set up Prince Qing Mansion in Jiangning city, his mansion a beautiful, exquisitely decorated abode, gifted by the New River Commandery Prince.

At this moment, the courtyard’s warehouse of this mansion was engulfed in fierce flames.

A large number of soldiers and servants were hurriedly trying to extinguish the fire.

Though it was a rainy day, the fire spread devilishly with abandon.