Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather Chapter 1264: 825: Divine Soul Technique (2)
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Capítulo 1264: Chapter 825: Divine Soul Technique (2)
‘What’s the matter?’
‘It’s regarding Jizhen and Qiuyan!’ Yu Qingyi stated.
Yang Zhenshan felt surprised and glanced at Ma Qiuyan, who was flushing red and bashfully lowering her head.
What could this signify?
Since when had these two disciples sparked romantic interests?
At twenty-five, Yang Jizhen was at the age where marriage made sense, and Ma Qiuyan had reached twenty now.
Without their focus on cultivation atop the Spiritual Spring Mountain Plateau, their households would probably have set up weddings for them ages ago.
‘If they consent, it’s all good. As their master, I don’t mind at all!’
Yang Zhenshan had no intention of separating a pair in love. Besides, his plan to bring in external Spiritual Acupoints was meant to allow marriages into the Yang family, boosting the emergence of more Spiritual Acupoints for his lineage.
The union of Yang Jizhen and Ma Qiuyan fit his goals perfectly, so opposition was out of the question.
‘Excellent. I’ll instruct the Clan Hall to prepare everything and finalize their wedding!’ Yu Qingyi beamed.
Yang Zhenshan gave a slight nod. ‘Mmm, and what of Yun’er? Has she taken a liking to any young fellow?’
Ning Yun was merrily poking fun at the embarrassed Ma Qiuyan when Yang Zhenshan abruptly shifted attention to her.
‘Oh, Master, I’m still young—no need to hurry!’
She answered, her cheeks turning scarlet as she shook her hands vigorously.
Yang Zhenshan chuckled. ‘Wouldn’t Senior Brother Cui Yang make a fine match?’
‘Senior Brother Cui? Oh, Master, please don’t joke with me!’ Ning Yun looked ready to cry.
‘...’
Yang Zhenshan fell silent briefly.
Fine, Cui Yang did come across as somewhat undependable.
Though highly intelligent, Cui Yang harbored a strong fixation.
A fixation on cultivation.
Individuals like him were destined to advance farther along the immortal path, yet in matters of the heart, he wasn’t the ideal partner.
Hailing from a scholarly official background, Ning Yun had arrived at the Spirit Source Land at mere eight years old, but her temperament was already formed, lending her an air more akin to a cultured gentlewoman than a typical Immortal Cultivator.
Hence, her mismatch with Cui Yang wasn’t surprising.
‘Then pick someone yourself! I do wish for you to wed one day! Naturally, I won’t compel you; I simply want you to find a man who truly suits and satisfies you!’
While Yang Zhenshan desired these Spiritual Acupoints to join the Yang family through marriage, he refused to impose or pressure them.
With passing time, an increasing number of Spiritual Acupoints from Da’an would flock here. Already, over twenty bearers of Spiritual Acupoints resided in the Spirit Source Land.
That said, most were on the older side, and Yang Zhenshan hadn’t accepted them as disciples.
He aimed to take on seven disciples, prioritizing exceptional talent and youth; anyone past twenty wouldn’t qualify.
For these Spiritual Acupoints, the setup was simple: family-bound ones relocated to the Spirit Source Land, while singles formed new families on site.
Yang Zhenshan sought to elevate the Spiritual Acupoint birth rate within the Spirit Source Land, yet this endeavor demanded immense patience—not a quick fix, but one spanning centuries and multiple generations.
Furthermore, coerced marriages frequently bred discontent and bitterness.
Consequently, Yang Zhenshan’s guiding rule was to let events unfold naturally upon their arrival in the Spirit Source Land.
‘Master, I get it!’ Ning Yun responded dutifully.
Beneath her poised gentlewoman facade, this girl brimmed with energy, differing from the gentler-natured Ma Qiuyan.
Yang Zhenshan smiled and headed toward the study.
Disciples, like children and grandchildren, should follow their own fortunes.
Apart from cultivation guidance, Yang Zhenshan rarely meddled in his apprentices’ private lives, provided their ethics stayed on track.
Actually, Yu Qingyi, in her role as the master’s wife, invested more effort in the disciples’ concerns, overseeing various aspects, though the Clan Hall ultimately managed official proceedings.
Stepping into the study, Yang Zhenshan perused the recent influx of letters and reports with a quick scan.
Lately, the Clan Hall had been deeply engaged in excavation efforts; the Ancient Relic Array was nearly stripped bare, save for the unmovable Transmission Hall and ore deposits—the Clan Hall had essentially excavated to profound depths.
Shattered Array Plates, Magical Artifacts, massive trees, remnants of palaces and pavilions—all had been thoroughly transported to the Spirit Source Land by the Clan Hall, leaving not a single fragment behind.
Even those leftover tiles from the ruins shouldn’t be overlooked; crafted from glazed substances imbued with Spiritual Power by Ancient Immortal Sects, they endured unscathed across millennia.
There were bricks and beams too; while numerous wooden beams had rotted away, plenty of stone columns stood firm.
These stone columns embedded arrays and restrictions, serving dual purposes: study aids for the Secret Skill Pavilion and potential construction elements for Spirit Source Land edifices.
Regarding the ore veins, they extracted maximally, as the Array Formation Department continuously probed the Transmission Hall, albeit with scant breakthroughs.
The Transmission Hall’s array surpassed the Spirit Source Land’s present array expertise by leaps.
Per the Array Formation Department’s analysis, the Ancient Relic Array’s external Protective Array linked with the Transmission Hall’s array through Earth Veins, incorporating subterranean ore veins, water channels, and spirit lines to sustain both arrays intact over ten thousand years.
This exemplified a superior terrestrial array, probably a Fourth-order Grand Formation.
Cracking such an array, or merely spotting a minor vulnerability, lay far beyond the Spirit Source Land’s reach.
The Three Sects—Hidden Sword Mountain, Lingxiu, and others—had guarded this Grand Formation for millennia without breaching it.