Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1295: Chapter 841: The Ancient Array Activated, the Beishi Family (2)

He furrowed his brow in thought, but ultimately couldn’t make sense of it, so he temporarily suppressed his doubts.

Meanwhile, Yang Zhenshan returned to the Spirit Source Land. The Ancient Relic Array was merely part of his scheme, and its success or failure wouldn’t affect him much.

His targeting of the Unpredictable Ghost Sect was simply to avenge Xuanzhen; as for anything else, if the sky falls, there will be tall ones to hold it up.

Currently, the Sea of Spirit has the Three Major Sects to rely on, and even if they fall short, there’s still Hidden Sword Mountain.

He just needed to fish in troubled waters, conveniently earning some benefits for the Spirit Source Land.

Thus, he only went for a glance and then returned to the Spirit Source Land to cultivate when he should and practice alchemy when he should.

…

Within the Ancient Array, inside the Transmission Hall.

A mass of gray mist completely enveloped the figure of the ghostly woman. The gray mist seemed capable of absorbing light, making the entire Transmission Hall appear much dimmer.

After more than ten days of cultivation, the ghostly woman had already converted one-third of her mana into Mystic Yin Magical Power.

Although she hadn’t completed the conversion of her cultivation technique, she could now utilize some of the Mystic Yin Magical Power.

While the ghostly woman was immersed in cultivation, a subordinate outside the hall suddenly reported, “Master Ghostly Lady, someone is coming.”

The ghostly woman’s pale face showed an irritated expression, “Who?”

“I don’t know, but it seems like many people are heading this way!” the subordinate replied.

“Many people!” The ghostly woman stood up with some apprehension.

She knew she was in a great array, though unaware that it was the renowned Ancient Relic Array, she simply believed she was trapped here by someone.

She suspected that the black-robed person who brought her here had some purpose.

In any case, her imagination was filled with many schemes and plots, without thinking about the Ancient Relic Array.

The Ancient Relic Array in relation to the Soul-breaking Blade wasn’t a secret. Even Mo Xuanyu wanted to lay hands on the Ancient Relic Array, but currently, their main focus was on constructing the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool, without taking action towards the Ancient Relic Array.

The ghostly woman only knew there were many rare treasures within the Ancient Relic Array, but not the specific situation inside, so she wouldn’t think in that direction.

Hearing that many people were coming, the ghostly woman flickered and turned into a shadow, darting out of the hall, arriving at the stone steps.

She looked toward the distant forest and indeed saw several figures rapidly approaching.

“Who are they?”

Full of doubt, the ghostly woman glanced back at the Transmission Hall, pondered for a while, and then said, “Withdraw!”

By now, she had figured out the function of the Transmission Hall and knew she couldn’t gain any more benefits from it, so she retreated without hesitation.

Of course, this didn’t mean she was giving up on the Transmission Hall; she just wanted to see what those people were here for.

A group of people of unknown origin can’t be contacted rashly; it’s better to observe secretly for a while first.

Thus, they quickly retreated into the surrounding forest. The sparse forest couldn’t hide their tracks, but they were part of the Soul-breaking Blade, known for their skill in concealment.

One day later, looking at the martial artist in front of him, tormented into a sorry state, the ghostly woman’s face showed an uncertain expression.

“Nether Prison Sect? Ancient Relic Array?”

“How could this place be the Ancient Relic Array?”

She looked around in confusion, at the rough, uneven ground, the sparse vegetation, and the lifeless forest, unable to connect it with the legendary Ancient Relic Array.

Who doesn’t know that the Ancient Relic Array is supposed to contain countless rare treasures but where are they?

Why can’t even a single plant imbued with spiritual energy be seen?

“Damn it, what on earth is going on?”

The ghostly woman felt like her mind was about to explode; with so many doubts in her heart, one after another, she felt like she was caught in a web of mysteries.

Why had the Ancient Relic Array become like this?

And who was that person? Why bring me here?

“Don’t let me find out who you are, or I’ll definitely use your divine soul to light the soul lamp!”

The ghostly woman murmured with gritted teeth.

“Master, bad news, we’ve been discovered by them!”

“Damn it, let’s go!”

Although the ghostly woman and her group did their best to hide their traces, the people entering the array this time were the elites from Nether Prison Sect and the Three Sects and Twelve Clans, who, though highly skilled in concealment, left some clues behind, leading to their discovery in just a day.

Then, a chaotic battle broke out within the Ancient Relic Array.

The Nether Prison Sect and the Lingxiu Three Sects couldn’t trust each other. Initially, they didn’t know there were other people like the ghostly woman inside the array, so when they realized something was wrong with their own, they immediately started suspecting each other.

Within a few days, several battles erupted between them, resulting in over twenty casualties.

But soon, they confirmed that the ghostly woman and her group were not part of the plan.

Then, they began to pursue and eliminate the ghostly woman and her people.

Thus, a series of hunts and counter-hunts unfolded within the Ancient Relic Array.

…

The Beishi family’s territory is located in the Cloud Abyss Valley on the southern slope of the Yunxiao Mountain Range. The depths of the valley connect with the clouds, swirling with mist like an abyss.

The peaks at the entrance of the valley stand opposite each other like a gate, with clouds rolling like waves throughout the year, and in the morning glow, rainbows often cut across, as if it were the entrance to an Immortal Realm.

Inside the valley, the most striking feature is the Azure Dragon Waterfall cascading from the mountain peak, a silver ribbon suspended in the air. The splashing mist forms tiny, scattered rainbows under the sunlight, gathering into a clear pool at the bottom of the waterfall. The pool’s shimmering waves reflect the lush vegetation along its edge, vines winding around ancient rocks, exuding vibrant vitality.

The valley’s buildings are constructed according to the terrain, with wooden pavilions scattered along both sides of the stream. Bronze wind chimes hang from the eaves, their tinkling sounds harmonizing with the babbling brook in the breeze.

The outlines of the halls and pavilions emerge in the mist, as mountain winds sweep through, stirring waves of clouds. The entire valley feels like a fragmented golden dream, with the natural beauty and the timelessness of the structures intertwining, creating a tranquil and grand panoramic landscape.

Such enchanting scenery showcases the Beishi family’s deep foundations and strength.

The Beishi family has three Martial God experts: Master Yuqian, known as the first under the Martial Immortal, the Martial Arts Weapon Master Shi Pingshan, and the young prodigy Shengyuan. The three Martial Gods represent the old, middle-aged, and young generations. The youngest, Shi Pingshan, is now only 120 years old, having forged his Golden Body and attained Martial God status in his eighties.

With these three Martial Gods in place, barring any unforeseen events, the Beishi family can remain prosperous for two hundred years.

Shengyuan’s residence is in Lingyun Residence, which hangs on Eagle Beak Cliff in Lingyun Creek. The wooden pavilion embeds itself on the cliff, its eaves lightly clinking the copper bells.

Inside the wooden pavilion, Shengyuan reclined on a bamboo couch, his long black hair held haphazardly with a bamboo chopstick, looking especially disheveled, his Taoist robe crumpled, making him seem a bit sloppy.

Beside him, wine jars were piled chaotically on the ground, a chessboard on the desk had pieces scattered and incomplete, while some scrolls were strewn about carelessly.

The mountain breeze entered through the window, sweeping across the chessboard and turning the pages of the scrolls, as Shengyuan pulled his cloak over his unkempt face.

“Cough, cough~~”

At this moment, a cough sounded outside the wooden pavilion, “Shengyuan, Shengyuan~”

A slightly hoarse voice came from outside the door, and Shengyuan, listlessly, poked his head out from beneath the cloak, “Uncle, what is it?”

With a creak, the wooden door opened, and Shi Pingshan walked into the wooden pavilion.

He looked at the messy room and smelled the strong scent of alcohol, a hint of discontent crossing his face.

“The ancestor isn’t around, yet you can’t be a bit more alert!”

Shengyuan sat up, bleary-eyed, and glanced at the wine jars beside him.

“This Drunken Immortal Brew truly is excellent wine; even I got drunk!”

“Haha, Uncle, it’s just that I was momentarily careless and fell for this Drunken Immortal Brew!”

Shengyuan laughed awkwardly.

The Drunken Immortal Brew naturally came from the Spirit Source Land, and after collaborating with the Illusion Moon Sect, it was sold throughout the Lingxiu Land.

Being fond of liquor, Shengyuan, upon hearing that the Illusion Moon Sect’s shops sold good wine, had someone procure some.

He then became the most loyal supporter of the Drunken Immortal Brew, needing to drink a jar every day, sometimes even getting thoroughly drunk.

Shi Pingshan sighed helplessly; he couldn’t do anything about this nephew of his.

Shengyuan was excellent in every way, except his personality was somewhat unreliable. Despite already being a Martial God, he lacked the dignity and aura befitting such status, instead resembling a carefree playboy.