Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1147: Chapter 771: Damn, That Scared the Hell Out of Me! (Part 2)

“Hey, now’s not the time to relax, there are still two left here!” Qu Changkong reminded.

Yang Zhenshan snapped back to reality and looked at the man and woman, who had retreated to the edge of the vine cage, intending to cut through the vines and escape.

“Trying to run!”

Yang Zhenshan reached out a hand, and several thick vines instantly grew from the vine cage in front of them, lunging at them.

The two of them were not weak, and they managed to cut through several vines, but faced with the constantly growing vines, they could only evade and parry.

Initially, they could handle the vines coming at them, but as time went on, the vines controlled by Yang Zhenshan increased in number, surrounding them completely.

They ended up like a rice dumpling, tightly bound all over, with only their heads exposed.

There are also differences among martial artists at the Heavenly Gang Stage, like Qu Changkong and Liang Shengze, who had just entered the Heavenly Gang Stage and were not considered powerful.

For example, Lan Peng should be regarded as an expert at the Heavenly Gang Stage, possessing formidable strength, not weaker than many aging masters at the end of their lifespan.

Then there’s Lu Fusheng and Sun Qingrui, who, during their battle in the Ancient County City, displayed power that seemed to surpass the scope of martial artists at the Heavenly Gang Stage.

As for the two individuals in front of them, their strength was not as high as Lan Peng’s but far exceeded that of Liang Shengze and Qu Changkong.

Regarding Yang Zhenshan’s strength, previously his martial arts abilities combined with his unique spear intent were comparable to Lan Peng’s, perhaps even a bit stronger.

But now he has also practiced Immortal Dao spells, even though they were basic spells and he had only just started, they had significantly boosted his combat abilities.

Mainly because the spells made his combat techniques more diverse and granted him more long-range attack options.

Martial Artists could also attack from a distance; unleashing True Yuan could form energy rays, slaying enemies a hundred meters away.

However, the rays from the martial artists generally moved in a straight line, with limited directional change, unlike Immortal Dao spells which could freely change direction, incredibly fluidly.

Just those few vines could force two Heavenly Gang Stage martial artists into a position where they couldn’t retreat or evade.

This shows that before an Immortal Cultivator, Martial Artists are at a disadvantage.

Of course, if a Martial Artist’s strength reaches a certain level, those vines would be negligible.

Just like Lu Fusheng and Sun Qingrui in those days, under their terrifying power capable of burning the heavens and boiling the seas, with sword Qi reaching the skies, a few vines were insignificant.

Yang Zhenshan landed on the ground, kicked the hefty man’s head, confirming the man was truly dead, allowing him to finally relax.

“I didn’t expect this guy to be an Immortal Cultivator!” Qu Changkong walked over and said.

“The gap between us is really vast!” Liang Shengze said wistfully.

Yang Zhenshan smiled and comforted, “It’s normal, how many years have you trained compared to how long they’ve been cultivating!”

Qu Changkong and Liang Shengze had been cultivating their entire lives, but they had only practiced the Energy Introduction Skill for less than six years.

In contrast, these people had been cultivating attribute-based Cultivation Techniques from the beginning.

“True, we can’t cultivate the Immortal Path; are we really unable to catch up with these guys?” Qu Changkong said nonchalantly.

Now they were all vigorously training, not to mention breaking through to the Martial God Realm, at least to become strong in the Heavenly Gang Stage.

Yang Zhenshan laughed heartily, “Old friends, train diligently, our journey ahead is long!”

Qu Changkong also laughed, “I’ll check if there’s anything wrong with them; you tidy up here yourself!”

“Alright!” Yang Zhenshan responded, reaching down to pick up the small shield from the ground.

Previously, this shield was five feet in size, enough to block the hefty man’s upper body, but now it was only the size of a palm, quite miraculous.

Holding the small shield, Yang Zhenshan attempted to channel some mana into it, but there was no reaction.

“Strange, how did he activate this thing?”

In the Qingmu Longevity Scripture, there is only the Cultivation Method recorded, not how to use a Magical Treasure.

The Alchemy and Array Dao inheritance he received from the Ancient Array also had no records in this area.

Logically, such knowledge should be common among Immortal Cultivators, but the issue was that Yang Zhenshan lacked this common sense.

No one could tell him about these Immortal Dao commonalities, thus he had to explore them on his own, which felt truly frustrating.

“It’s a pity, if only there were someone to converse with!”

Yang Zhenshan glanced at the body on the ground, gathered up the storage bag from the body, searched the body thoroughly to ensure there was nothing else of interest, and then discarded the body into the Spirit Source Land.

The Spirit Source Land is absolutely a good place for murder and burial; surely no one would find it.

Afterward, Yang Zhenshan threw the two bound individuals into the Spirit Source Land as well.

These two would come in handy later when he interrogated them.

After tidying up, Yang Zhenshan went to check on Luo Zhen and the others, seeing that they had only fallen unconscious, then returned to the Spirit Source Land.

In the dense forest, beneath a large boulder, Yang Zhenshan opened the storage bag of the hefty man.

This storage bag wasn’t large, approximately seven feet square, not holding much except for over three hundred Spirit Stones and a pile of miscellaneous items.

Yang Zhenshan collected the Spirit Stones and began examining those miscellaneous items.

“Elixir? What kind of elixir is this, it smells so bad?”

Yang Zhenshan opened a porcelain bottle, pulled out a pitch-black elixir, which emitted a pungent bloody smell.

“What kind of elixir is this!”

He kicked the woman playing dead beside him, questioning.

A man and a woman, still bound like dumplings, though their faces were now revealed.

For some unknown reason, their complexions were ghastly pale and frighteningly ugly.

“Will you speak or not?”

The woman opened her eyes, smiling eerily.

This smile was even more disturbing!

Yang Zhenshan frowned, and with a thought, the vines enveloping her sprouted sharp thorns, piercing into her body.

Ah~~

The woman screamed in agony.

“Don’t mistake me for a good person, when I am ruthless, even I am scared of myself!” Yang Zhenshan emitted a terrifying murderous aura.

However, the woman was evidently not one to be easily intimidated; this level of torture was not enough to frighten her.

Yang Zhenshan chuckled coldly, “I just happened to develop a new magic spell, you can help me test it!”

With that, he took out a seed the size of a bean, pinched the woman’s jaw, forcing her to swallow it.

The woman struggled but was ultimately forced to swallow it.

“This is Iron Wire Vine, very thin and could grow in rocky crevices; I believe it can also grow inside a human body!”

Yang Zhenshan said as he manipulated the mana left in the seed.

The mana activated, and the seed immediately sprouted and grew.

The woman immediately felt an intense pain in her abdomen.

“People from the Soul-breaking Blade should all be fierce; they are not afraid of conventional interrogation methods, but I wonder if you’re afraid of the sensation of having grass grow inside your body!”

“It sprouts in your stomach, then grows into your intestines, continuing to grow along your intestines, finally sprouting from your underside!”

“You are so ugly; I really can’t muster any pity for you!”

“I wonder if it can grow into your internal organs; it’s worth testing!”

Yang Zhenshan intimidated her; of course, he wasn’t merely threatening; he truly controlled the Iron Wire Vine to grow.

He hadn’t become so disgusting as to control the Iron Wire Vine to disturb her excrement.

“It’s Blood Evil Pill!” The woman finally became fearful; she wasn’t afraid of pain, but she feared the terrifying image of her body being filled with Iron Wire Vine.

“What effects does it have?” Yang Zhenshan asked.

“It can boost the Blood Evil Qi within us!” the woman replied.

Upon hearing this, Yang Zhenshan found a book among the miscellaneous items, titled “Blood Evil Qi Introduction Skill.”

It turned out to be a type of elixir that enhanced cultivation efficiency.

However, after briefly skimming through the book, he disdainfully discarded the elixir.

“What a sinister and depraved path!”

This stuff was actually refined using human essence and blood, no wonder it smelled so pungently of blood.

This cultivation method was somewhat similar to the “Spirit Continuation Blood Refining Skill,” both extracting others’ blood Qi for cultivation. However, “Spirit Continuation Blood Refining Skill” was coarser, directly consuming others’ blood, whereas “Blood Evil Qi Introduction Skill” was much more refined, converting human essence and blood into consumable pills.

Yang Zhenshan then picked up another book to examine.

“Blood Evil Qi Refining Skill”

Only a word of difference, but it was a different cultivation method.

One was a Martial Arts Cultivation Technique, and the other was an Immortal Dao Cultivation Technique, though only at the Qi Refinement Realm.

He merely glanced through it before discarding the Cultivation Technique aside.

This had no comparison to his “Qingmu Longevity Scripture,” nor anything worth referencing.

Blood evil, refining Evil Qi for cultivation.

This was evidently not an orthodox cultivating immortality method.