Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1365: Chapter 873: Hidden Sword Mountain Disciple (2)

Yang Zhenshan’s brush danced swiftly, completing a small teleportation talisman, but unfortunately, he failed.

The small teleportation talisman, a second-order talisman, can teleport a person twenty miles instantly, and is one of the best talismans for saving one’s life.

However, the difficulty in crafting the small teleportation talisman is considerable, and Yang Zhenshan’s success rate for crafting it is still less than twenty percent.

Upon failing the crafting, Yang Zhenshan remained unconcerned. He placed the talisman brush onto the rack, calmly saying, ”I understand, just see to it that our people are pulled back according to the situation!”

At this moment, he did not worry about Yang Cheng’an and Yang Jizhen, because Yang Jizhen had the Jade Token and could return to the Spirit Source Land at any time.

However, just as his voice trailed off, Qingxia reported from outside, ”Master, young master Jizhen is requesting to see you outside the door!”

”Hmm, let him in!”

A moment later, Yang Jizhen arrived at the study, ”Greetings to Ancestor, greetings to granduncle!”

”What is the situation at Lotus Heart Valley now?” Yang Chengye asked.

He thought Yang Jizhen returned because of turmoil at Lotus Heart Valley.

Yang Jizhen replied, ”Lotus Heart Valley seems to be somewhat uneasy recently!”

He was also unaware of the current situation at Lotus Heart Valley and thought Yang Chengye was asking about the frequent appearances of bandit cultivators there recently.

Yang Chengye was slightly taken aback, and Yang Zhenshan raised an eyebrow, ”Where is your young master uncle?”

”He is still at Lotus Heart Valley!” Yang Jizhen replied.

Yang Chengye’s expression changed slightly as he looked to Yang Zhenshan, ”Grandfather!”

”Did turmoil appear at Lotus Heart Valley when you returned?” Yang Zhenshan’s eyebrows furrowed slightly.

”No! Has turmoil appeared at Lotus Heart Valley?” Yang Jizhen was somewhat baffled.

”Grandfather, Cheng’an and the others are still at Lotus Heart Valley!” Yang Chengye said worriedly.

Yang Zhenshan said to Yang Jizhen, ”Give me the token!”

Yang Jizhen quickly took out the token and handed it to Yang Zhenshan, who instantly disappeared from the study holding the token.

”Granduncle, what’s happening?”

At this moment, Yang Jizhen still felt confused.

Yang Chengye explained, ”Just now, Lotus Heart Valley was attacked by unfamiliar forces. According to the information from the Secret Martial Guards, many black-robed cultivators have appeared within Lotus Heart Valley, committing large-scale slaughter!”

”It’s~~” Yang Jizhen’s heart trembled, unconsciously worrying about Yang Cheng’an and the others, ”Should we go to find my young master uncle and the others?”

”Don’t be anxious! Ancestor has already gone, let’s wait here for now!” Yang Chengye reassured.

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The Yang Family Artifact Refining Workshop.

Yang Zhenshan looked at the disordered shop and the collapsed courtyard wall, his expression slightly furrowing, then he released his spiritual sense, scanning the area around.

His spiritual sense could almost cover the entire Lotus Heart Valley, but the chaos within Lotus Heart Valley, with tangled mana fluctuations and mixed auras, seriously affected his perception of the aura.

Failing to detect Yang Chengye’s aura, Yang Zhenshan leaped skyward, overlooking the entire Lotus Heart Valley.

His appearance attracted considerable attention, for he did not conceal his aura, even releasing his spiritual sense to investigate the surroundings.

In the air, Liu Zai Xian and Lin Jiangchuan were the first to notice Yang Zhenshan. Initially vigilant, they relaxed upon seeing Yang Zhenshan’s attire distinct from the black-robed cultivators outside the array.

”Liu Zai Xian from the Liu family of Qingli, may I ask who this Daoist friend is?” Liu Zai Xian approached and inquired.

Yang Zhenshan had long noticed Liu Zai Xian and Lin Jiangchuan, greeting them as they approached, ”Yang Zhenshan from the Yang Family of Spirit Luster!”

Spirit Luster Yang Family?

A Family from the Sea of Spirit?

Liu Zai Xian was slightly surprised; he naturally knew of the Sea of Spirit, but was unaware when a Immortal Cultivation Family emerged from it.

”So, it is Daoist Yang. What brings you here, Daoist Yang?”

Yang Zhenshan glanced at Zhang Mo outside the array, murmuring, ”I have a few juniors missing here!”

”I see. Since Daoist Yang is here, why don’t we join forces against these mysterious cultivators?” Liu Zai Xian eagerly sought to ally with Yang Zhenshan.

After all, in this situation, every additional Foundation Establishment cultivator on their side increased their chances of survival.

Liu Zai Xian thought Yang Zhenshan arrived suddenly, believing Yang Zhenshan had long been at Lotus Heart Valley, and naturally assumed Yang Zhenshan was trapped here.

Yang Zhenshan neither accepted nor declined the alliance, instead asking, ”How much longer can the great array hold?”

”Two hours should not be a problem!” Liu Zai Xian answered.

”Why not clean up the troublemakers inside the array?” Yang Zhenshan pressed.

Although Zhang Mo outside did not attack the protective array, Liu Zai Xian and Lin Jiangchuan could thoroughly clean up the black-robed troublemakers within Lotus Heart Valley.

Yet, until now, they did not act, allowing those black-robed cultivators to rampage, slaughter, and destroy.

”This, we need to preserve mana to face the Foundation Establishment cultivators outside!” Liu Zai Xian said, somewhat troubled.

It was understandable; under this situation, he could not even protect himself, let alone concern himself with others.

When the protective array breaks open, saving even a bit of mana could mean additional chances for survival.

Therefore, they were reluctant to waste mana to clear the petty criminals in the valley.

Understanding their perspective, Yang Zhenshan disagreed, for allowing these black-robed cultivators to rampage put Yang Cheng’an and the others in danger.

Liu Zai Xian could disregard others’ lives, but Yang Zhenshan could not ignore Yang Cheng’an’s.

”I understand!”

Yang Zhenshan did not engage Liu Zai Xian further, instead waving his sleeve, causing streams of mana to descend.

The spiritual light of mana descended, immediately transforming into vines, spreading spiritual sense, and slithering through Lotus Heart Valley like serpents.

Upon encountering black-robed cultivators, vines would transform into spears and thrust forth.

In a flash, over a hundred vines appeared in Lotus Heart Valley, acting like soldiers, clearing out the black-robed cultivators.

Liu Zai Xian observed, his expression awkward.

This was supposed to be his and Lin Jiangchuan’s duty, yet now an outsider handled it, causing a degree of discomfort.

Meanwhile, Lin Jiangchuan’s attention remained on the black-robed cultivators outside the array, filled with worries and even a trace of fear in his eyes.

Yang Zhenshan divided his focus controlling hundreds of vines; such control applied immense pressure to the Divine Soul, but thankfully his Divine Soul’s strength had reached the peak of Foundation Establishment, allowing him to manage the hundred vines.

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Western Lotus Heart Valley.

Six flying swords guarded Zhang Yan, fending off attacks from four black-robed cultivators.

At present, Zhang Yan’s face was pale, his forehead dotted with sweat, lacking the previous composure.

Nevertheless, his six flying swords displayed formidable prowess, holding steady against the assault of four late-stage Qi Refinement cultivators.

But Zhang Yan knew, if this continued, his mana would soon be exhausted.

”Could it be that I will die here?”

”No, I have not yet reached Foundation Establishment or become a Golden Core True Monarch; I can’t die here!”

His eyes bloodshot, mana surged again from his Dantian, coalescing on the Qinghong Sword before him.

The Qinghong Sword’s blade suddenly burst with brilliant light, shooting forth.

A black-robed cultivator was startled by the unexpected strike but quickly regained composure as his protective dharma treasure blocked the Qinghong Sword.

”Haha, kid, your sword technique is impressive, but regretfully, today you encountered us brothers!” the black-robed cultivator laughed arrogantly.

In fact, Zhang Yan was far more challenging than anticipated; the four presumed they would easily capture Zhang Yan, yet after entangling for fifteen minutes, Zhang Yan still had strength to counterattack.

”This kid is nearly spent, brothers, kill him!” The black-robed cultivator seemed convinced Zhang Yan was out of options, attacking more fiercely, various spells and magical treasures brandished at Zhang Yan.

In the midst of the four’s onslaught, Zhang Yan struggled to defend, suddenly producing a sword box from his storage bag.

The sword box measured more than four feet, entirely dark black, intricately engraved with runes, emitting peculiar spiritual power fluctuations.