Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather Chapter 1284 - 835: The Yang Family, Prepare for Annihilation! This Young Master Means It!

Yang Zhenshan kept inscribing talismans in silence, not uttering a single word.

Yang Minghao pressed on, "The Situ family seeks to recruit Old Ding. After our refusal, they've started pressuring us and even plan to cause damage!"

"Oh? In what way do they plan to harm you?" Yang Zhenshan raised his gaze, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"They declared they intend to wipe out the Yang family!" Yang Minghao replied with a wide grin.

Yang Zhenshan gave a slight shake of his head, "You're referring to their desire to destroy the Lingxi Yang Family!"

"The Lingxi Yang Family counts as part of our Yang family these days!" Yang Minghao declared.

"Hmm!" Yang Zhenshan nodded faintly. His words rang true; the Lingxi Yang Family had become integrated into their own Yang lineage.

After a brief pause in thought, he inquired, "Does the Illusion Moon Sect still hold sway over Anhu City?"

"Indeed! Venerable Yue Ming, an elder from the Illusion Moon Sect, oversees Anhu City at present!" Yang Minghao answered.

Yang Zhenshan produced a token shimmering with a soft lunar hue and passed it over, instructing, "Bring this to Elder Yue Ming and inform him that I demand the Situ family provide an escort for your return to Lingxi Mountain!"

"It must be members of the Situ family—nobody else qualifies!"

"Furthermore, request that Elder Yue Ming maintain secrecy regarding my identity!"

He lacked familiarity with Yue Ming, yet that was irrelevant. As a Guest Elder in the Illusion Moon Sect, his rank matched that of a full elder, and with his Foundation Establishment cultivation, he outranked any Martial God by far.

For now, his role as Guest Elder in the Illusion Moon Sect remained under wraps. Elder Yue Ming likely had no inkling that the sect had welcomed him in that capacity.

"What's this?" Yang Minghao accepted the token, eyeing Yang Zhenshan with evident puzzlement.

He remained unaware of Yang Zhenshan's new status as a Guest Elder in the Illusion Moon Sect.

"This serves as the Elder Token from the Illusion Moon Sect. I've taken on the position of Guest Elder there!" Yang Zhenshan explained offhandedly.

"Ah, Father, when exactly did that occur? How come I was left in the dark?" Yang Minghao responded, a touch of complaint in his tone.

Yang Zhenshan shot him a look, "Quit fooling about and handle the pressing matters. Ding Qiu's breakthrough is imminent; get him back here quickly!"

He eagerly anticipated Ding Qiu's advancement. He figured that upon reaching the Golden Body Realm, Ding Qiu's strength could eclipse Yu Qingyi's.

With Ding Qiu's breakthrough achieved, he would emerge as Yang Zhenshan's sharpest weapon, ready to tackle numerous assignments on his behalf.

"Heh, I'm heading out immediately!"

"Father, I'm leaving now!"

Yang Minghao departed, and following a moment's reflection, Yang Zhenshan set off as well.

He reached the waterfall base of the Spiritual Spring Mountain Plateau and entered a quiet little courtyard.

The courtyard featured merely a modest bamboo structure. Yang Zhenshan stayed outside the bamboo building, employing his Spiritual Sense to sense what was happening within.

Right then, within the bamboo building, An Yuxing sat cross-legged upon a mat of reeds, his eyes gently shut, his breathing alternating between faint whispers and powerful rushes.

An Yuxing's attempt at breakthrough had stretched beyond six years. He had begun only half a year after Yu Qingyi, but completion still eluded him.

He had successfully forged his Spirit Base already, yet a single final step to true breakthrough had trapped him for more than a year.

Yang Zhenshan felt a measure of concern for him.

Regrettably, assistance from him was impossible in this case, leaving him to observe in silence.

Not only An Yuxing faced such grueling, drawn-out breakthroughs; Liang Shengze and Qu Changkong endured similar ordeals.

This stemmed chiefly from their advanced years. Per the Illusion Moon Sect's archives, Heavenly Gang Stage Martial Artists fared best attempting the Golden Body Realm before age one hundred and twenty.

Past one hundred and twenty, success odds dropped below thirty percent. High-grade spiritual items could boost those chances somewhat, though never above fifty percent.

The spiritual items bestowed by Yang Zhenshan came from the Ancient Relic Array, ensuring their quality was undoubtedly superior.

Still, Yang Zhenshan pegged their breakthrough prospects at about forty percent.

Sensing An Yuxing's present condition, Yang Zhenshan gained some comfort.

An Yuxing now engaged in shaping his Golden Body, with progress appearing smooth. Success might come soon.

Next, he visited the retreat spots of Liang Shengze and Qu Changkong. Qu Changkong, being relatively youthful at around one hundred and thirty, exceeded the ideal age by little and lagged far behind An Yuxing and Liang Shengze in years.

Yet Liang Shengze fared the poorest. The fading of his aura filled Yang Zhenshan with dread.

A fading aura signaled Liang Shengze's loss of command over his body's True Yuan. Golden Body formation demanded True Yuan to guide and purify incoming Spiritual Energy, but without mastering his own True Yuan, handling Spiritual Energy proved impossible.

Yang Zhenshan materialized before Liang Shengze instantly, scrutinizing his state with care.

"Brother Liang! Brother Liang!"

He spoke in a gentle tone.

Liang Shengze offered no response.

"Damn it!" Yang Zhenshan muttered softly. Under these circumstances, absent outside intervention, Liang Shengze faced certain failure in his breakthrough and a dire fate, akin to Zhou Tianci's previous demise.

But how might he aid Liang Shengze?

Yang Zhenshan felt somewhat helpless.

Breakthroughs carried inherent risks, demanding personal resolve—outside assistance typically proved futile.

At this point, Liang Shengze clearly faltered, incapable of pressing on with his breakthrough. Even his awareness drifted toward unconsciousness.

After brief deliberation, Yang Zhenshan clenched his jaw and retrieved a mid-grade Foundation Establishment Pill.

As the Foundation Establishment Pill supported Immortal Cultivators in foundation building, it ought to help a Martial Artist forge a Golden Body.

The pill's primary function involved delivering immense medicinal energy to shatter Dantian barriers and rebuild it.

Such an effect appeared less than ideal for Golden Body formation, yet Liang Shengze's issue extended beyond True Yuan control—his reserves had nearly vanished entirely.

He required substantial True Yuan replenishment and revival of his awareness for even a faint hope of enduring.

Lacking alternatives, Yang Zhenshan chose to risk it.

He placed the Foundation Establishment Pill into Liang Shengze's mouth, pressing lightly on his chest to ensure it went down.

At the same time, he carefully prodded Liang Shengze's unconscious mind using his Divine Soul.

The endeavor brimmed with danger—a mere overreach in soul force from Yang Zhenshan could scatter Liang Shengze's Divine Soul.

Yang Zhenshan sweated profusely in tension, dreading any error.

Luckily, through years of Divine Soul Technique practice, he had honed his mastery of Divine Soul Power.

His Divine Soul Power acted like a slender needle, softly penetrating Liang Shengze's Divine Soul. A subtle tremor stirred in Liang Shengze's soul, gradually awakening him from coma.

"Stay calm. Steady your thoughts and concentrate on managing the medicinal energy inside you!" Yang Zhenshan's voice resounded.

From his dazed condition, Liang Shengze sharpened in focus, directing attention to the turmoil in his body.

Within, chaos reigned—a near-exhausted True Yuan dispersed across meridians and acupoints. His shaky Spirit Base quivered, teetering on collapse, as unchecked external Spiritual Energy battered his body without mercy.

Above all, the ferocious drug potency of the Foundation Establishment Pill roared through his Dantian and meridians like a torrent. While it restored his drained True Yuan, it unleashed excruciating agony too.