Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1443 - 910: The Martial Immortal Ceremony—Something Happened

Before the grand ceremony of Martial Artists began, Lu Fusheng and Yang Mingcheng started chatting idly together.

Lu Fusheng was very interested in the internal affairs of the Yang family, so he asked, ”I heard you have four brothers?”

”Yes, we have four brothers, Uncle Lu should have met Ming Zhi; he’s the second eldest!” Yang Mingcheng was also pleased to have someone close to talk to here.

”I met him once, but it seems he hasn’t been to Yang Family Town for many years!” Lu Fusheng said with a smile.

Yang Family Town is just a facade. Although the town carries the Yang name, only a handful of Yang family members actually live there.

”The family business keeps him busy, so he doesn’t have time to look after things here,” Yang Mingcheng casually explained.

Lu Fusheng’s thoughts flickered. He was aware of the existence of White Jade City, but wasn’t entirely sure about its significance.

Of course, he wouldn’t rashly inquire about White Jade City from Yang Mingcheng. Although its existence isn’t a secret nobody knows about, the Yang family has never exposed the specific details of White Jade City to outsiders.

While the two were chatting idly, Ding Qiu suddenly leaned over and said, ”Master, something seems amiss!”

”What seems amiss?” Yang Mingcheng turned his head in surprise and asked.

At this time, the square was bustling with activity, and as more people arrived, the noise grew louder.

Those who came to participate in the grand ceremony of Martial Artists were certainly not nobodies; by this time, there were hundreds gathered in the square, among them dozens of Golden Body Realm Martial Artists and several Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

These Golden Body Realm Martial Artists and Foundation Establishment Cultivators were not only from the Sea of Spirit but also from other places.

The gathering of so many experts at this place was indeed a rare spectacle.

Ding Qiu frowned, looking towards the distant corridor, ”It seems a lot of people are hiding over there!”

Yang Mingcheng followed his gaze but saw nothing. ”Are you sure?”

”I can’t be certain, just a vague feeling! And I also have a sense of urgency, as if we’ve fallen into a terrifying trap,” Ding Qiu said.

Yang Mingcheng’s expression grew serious.

He had great faith in Ding Qiu’s intuition because Ding Qiu wasn’t an ordinary Golden Body Realm Martial Artist. Ding Qiu had comprehended blade intent; although his Spiritual Sense was far inferior to that of a Foundation Establishment Immortal Cultivator, it surpassed the vast majority of martial artists, and his perception was keener than other Golden Body Realm Martial Artists.

”Uncle, have you noticed anything unusual?” Yang Mingcheng looked at Lu Fusheng beside him.

Lu Fusheng swept his gaze around the surroundings, ”Indeed, there are some oddities!”

”Look over there!”

He discreetly nodded towards a few figures not far off.

Yang Mingcheng looked over, his expression pausing slightly.

”Those are Foundation Establishment Immortal Cultivators; is something wrong with them?”

The grand ceremony of Martial Artists is a feast for martial artists, but Immortal Cultivators also participate. However, Immortal Cultivators and martial artists rarely converse, so Foundation Establishment Immortal Cultivators gather separately, forming a small group.

”Seven Foundation Establishment Immortal Cultivators, and I don’t know any of them!” Lu Fusheng remarked.

Yang Mingcheng was slightly taken aback, then quickly understood what Lu Fusheng meant.

His nature might be straightforward, but he wasn’t foolish at all. Lu Fusheng’s hint made him realize where the problem lay.

Seven Foundation Establishment Immortal Cultivators!

This is not a small number for the Sea of Spirit.

Aside from the Spirit Source Land, the only forces with Immortal Cultivators in the Sea of Spirit are the Three Sects.

And there are only five Foundation Establishment Immortal Cultivators in the Three Sects.

Xuanqing Sect’s Yun Xiao and Yun Xi, Illusion Moon Sect’s Jing Shui and Liu Yue, and Wuxiang Sect’s Xie Yan.

The Three Sects in the Sea of Spirit have always been wary of Immortal Cultivators, so Immortal Cultivators are very scarce in the Sea of Spirit. Even the Immortal Cultivators of the internal Three Sects rarely appear, let alone those from outside.

Yet now, there are seven Foundation Establishment Immortal Cultivators attending Zhang Xian’s grand ceremony of Martial Artists. Since when did the Wuxiang Sect have such connections with so many Foundation Establishment Immortal Cultivators?

”Where did they come from?” Yang Mingcheng asked in confusion.

Lu Fusheng slightly shook his head, ”I don’t know, but it’s very unusual. However, this is the Wuxiang Sect, so there shouldn’t be any major trouble.”

Wuxiang Sect is one of the Three Sects in the Sea of Spirit, and currently, Wuxiang Sect has two Divine Soul Realm Martial Artists. Even if a few Foundation Establishment Cultivators tried to cause trouble, the Wuxiang Sect could suppress it.

While they were speaking, a group of people walked onto the high platform in front of the hall.

The noisy square suddenly fell silent, and everyone who had been chatting quieted down and turned their attention to the group on the high platform.

As the main character of this grand ceremony, Zhang Xian made his appearance.

Not only him, but with him were also four Divine Soul Realm Martial Artists.

Lin Daoyuan, Yue E, Yang Shenwu, and Han Jiangche.

Yang Shenwu is the other Divine Soul Realm Martial Artist of the Wuxiang Sect. He is older than Lin Daoyuan and Yue E, now over four hundred years old, making him the oldest elder in the Sea of Spirit.

Han Jiangche is the Divine Soul Realm Martial Artist of the Nether Prison Sect. Previously, when Master Yun Ge convened various forces in Qingli Immortal City, he also represented the Nether Prison Sect.

It was evident he didn’t know about Zhang Xian’s hatred for the Nether Prison Sect, otherwise, he probably wouldn’t dare to attend this grand ceremony of Martial Artists.

At this moment, on the high platform, the five seemed to be having a pleasant conversation; Zhang Xian’s hatred was not apparent at all, and he was chatting and laughing with Han Jiangche.

Logically speaking, enemies should appear especially resentful when meeting, but how could conflicts between forces affect interests?

For the time being, maintaining a good relationship between the Nether Prison Sect and the Three Sects of the Sea of Spirit better serves both parties’ interests.