Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather Chapter 1345: 865: The New Bride Enters the Door
Previously on Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather...
Illusion Moon Sect, Moon Mountain.
Yang Zhenshan passed two Turtle Breath Pills over to Master Jing Shui. As he gripped the little porcelain bottle, Master Jing Shui's face showed a tangled mix of feelings.
Excitement blended with relief, yet tinged with helplessness and a hint of sorrow.
Even though those two Turtle Breath Pills would let him slip into a turtle breath state, gaining twenty more years of life, it was just a brief delay.
Should he manage a breakthrough to late-stage Foundation Establishment in that time, another twenty to thirty years might come his way. Failure meant merely sleeping away those twenty years.
“Thank you very much!” Master Jing Shui offered his thanks regardless.
Yang Zhenshan dismissed it with a wave, “No need to stand on ceremony with me, Master!”
Yang Zhenshan held deep respect for Master Jing Shui, who had once mentored him—reason enough to craft those Turtle Breath Pills.
Regrettably, this was the extent of his aid; no more could be done.
Master Jing Shui composed his swirling emotions, restoring his typical calm and peaceful demeanor.
“Moon Mountain is now in your hands from here on!”
Moon Mountain served as Yang Zhenshan's cultivation ground, bestowed by the Illusion Moon Sect, though other Sect cultivators dwelled there too. Master Jing Shui had overseen it before, but with the Turtle Breath Pill in hand, he'd enter turtle breath state, passing the reins to Yang Zhenshan.
Yang Zhenshan furrowed his brow, “Hand it to Liu Yue instead!”
“Liu Yue's on the verge of seclusion for Foundation Establishment,” Master Jing Shui replied.
“Then Mei Qinghai it is,” Yang Zhenshan proposed.
He lacked the spare moments for Moon Mountain duties; even Spirit Source Land matters barely got his attention.
Master Jing Shui mulled it over, “Alright, Qinghai will take charge of Moon Mountain temporarily. I'll summon them here!”
Liu Yue boasted the highest cultivation in the Illusion Moon Sect after Master Jing Shui, at the ninth layer of Qi Refining.
Mei Qinghai, Master Jing Shui's great-grandson, was past sixty, cultivating at the eighth layer of Qi Refining.
“Very well!” Yang Zhenshan agreed with a nod.
Master Jing Shui produced two communication talismans, cast a spell, and without flame, they burst into spiritual lights that streaked off.
The communication talisman, a widespread tool, carried voices up to a hundred miles but only short messages.
After the span of a tea-drinking interval, a man and woman reached the cliff, one after the other.
The man looked aged, gray streaking his temples. That was Mei Qinghai.
The woman shone with beauty, clad in moon-white vestment robes, exuding cold elegance. She was Liu Yue.
“Greetings to the two True Men!”
“Haha, take a seat!” Master Jing Shui invited with a warm smile.
Yang Zhenshan set out two teacups on the stone table, and Mei Qinghai stepped up to pour the tea.
“Liu Yue, when do you intend to attempt Foundation Establishment?” Master Jing Shui inquired.
Liu Yue glanced at Yang Zhenshan, “In one or two years, perhaps. I may require aid from both True Men!”
Yang Zhenshan considered briefly, “Tell me ahead of time, and I'll stand guard for you!”
Foundation Establishment took merely three to five months, so he could manage it.
“Thank you, True Man!” Joy sparkled in Liu Yue's eyes.
A helper during Foundation Establishment proved vital; in dire straits, it could preserve life.
Take Liang Shengze before—without Yang Zhenshan's timely arrival, doom and Dao dissipation awaited.
Next, the group talked over Moon Mountain affairs. Mei Qinghai gladly accepted managing it, even briefly, without hesitation.
With Moon Mountain sorted simply, Yang Zhenshan headed back to Spirit Source Land.
Turtle Breath Pill complete, time to delve into the Demon Essence Pill.
In his study, Yang Zhenshan pulled out a Jade Scroll and two bamboo scrolls—alchemy notes from an Ancient Array, detailing the Demon Essence Pill.
The Demon Essence Pill stood out as unique, varying per batch, with success hinging on crafting a fitting recipe from the Demon Core's attributes and quality.
This demanded deep pharmacology knowledge and alchemical skill from the refiner.
Yang Zhenshan studied the Jade Scroll and bamboo scrolls while probing an Earth Attribute Demon Core closely.
Meanwhile, Yang Qinting and Li Qianqian's wedding advanced smoothly.
No barriers remained; both Yang and Li families embraced the match, while Xuanqing Sect turned a blind eye.
Things progressed swiftly, wedding done in under two months.
Li Qianqian joined the Yang family as a Li family daughter, staying Xuanqing Sect disciple yet aligning more with the Yangs.
Yang Qinting's Sect exit drew no notice.
Merely an Inner Sect Disciple, unworthy of Xuanqing Sect elders bargaining with the Yang family.
Thus, Yang Qinting could be deemed a Xuanqing Sect disciple—or not.
Yang Qinting's wedding lit up Yang Family Town with festivity. Gifts arrived from Three Sects and eleven families, token though earnest, with envoys present.
The wedding's next morning, Yang Qinting and Li Qianqian entered the Yang family courtyard's back hall, facing An Yuxing, guardian of Yang Family Town.
“Qinting pays respects to Elder An!”
An Yuxing lounged in his chair, grinning, “The token's right there—grab it and go! But no free wandering once you're back!”