Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather Chapter 1360: 871: Chaos in Lotus Heart Valley

Yang Jizhen made his way back to the Spirit Source Land, while Yang Cheng’an bellowed toward the backyard, “Jishan, Jishan!”

“Eighth Master!”

From the backyard, a burly fellow soaked in sweat stepped into the shop.

The Yang Family Artifact Refining Workshop follows a design with the storefront up front and a generous backyard behind. That backyard boasts ample space, featuring not just two refining rooms but also six additional side chambers.

Besides Yang Jizhen and Yang Cheng’an, two more helpers work here: Yang Jishan and Jiang Ping’an.

Though not a direct descendant of Yang Zhenshan, Yang Jishan belongs to the Yang Family. He once acted as an Assistant General in Chongshan Town, but since arriving in the Spirit Source Land, he has taken up blacksmithing.

Jiang Ping’an, grandson to Jiang Feng, is thus the great-grandson of Jiang He. At under forty years old this year, he has just advanced to the Innate Realm.

“Handle the shop; I’m off to check the inventory!” Yang Cheng’an directed.

“Got it!” Yang Jishan acknowledged.

Normally, all four manage the shop; seniority makes Yang Cheng’an the Store Manager. As the Immortal Cultivation Artifact Refiner, Yang Jizhen drives the shop’s core production, whereas Yang Jishan and Jiang Ping’an serve as aides, managing sales, errands, and occasional support for Yang Jizhen.

Having issued his orders, Yang Cheng’an headed to the backyard storeroom.

The storeroom held scant Magic Artifacts anymore; business had boomed lately, clearing out even the previously stagnant stock, including some flawed items snapped up by buyers.

These days, only ores and Mutant Beast materials remained, raw stuff for crafting Magic Artifacts.

Once Yang Cheng’an departed, Yang Jishan wiped sweat from his brow. He had been hammering away at a Spirit Embryo moments ago, leaving him rightfully weary and in need of a brief pause.

Gazing at the bustling Immortal Cultivators on the street beyond, Yang Jishan mulled over the Spirit Embryo in his forging process.

A Martial Cultivation Artifact Refiner by trade, he might not match an Immortal Cultivation Artifact Refiner’s finesse, yet his skills impress, already capable of crafting superior spiritual weapons.

He aims to produce a Second-Order spiritual weapon—known as a Divine Weapon in the Sea of Spirit—prior to hitting the Golden Body Realm.

Having led thousands as an Assistant General in the past, he now thrives in forging, embracing the shift upon reaching the Spirit Source Land without a hint of regret. Shaping spiritual weapons excites him far more than leading troops into battle.

The thrill of beholding his forged spiritual weapon surpasses the pride in drilling soldiers to perfection.

While Yang Jishan pondered the next steps for his Spirit Embryo, a cultivator in black robes halted at the shop entrance and strode inside.

Yang Jishan quickly offered a respectful welcome, “Greetings, Immortal Master!”

The black-robed cultivator, face hidden beneath a conical hat, drew little suspicion from Yang Jishan. Countless cultivators in Lotus Heart Valley mask their features, with hats and veils being utterly routine.

“Hmm!” came the deep-voiced reply from the black-robed cultivator, who then inquired, “Do you buy Magic Artifacts here?”

“Yes, we do, though our Artifact Refiner is out at the moment. I can appraise them myself, but the offer might come in low!” Yang Jishan answered warily.

Beyond selling, they acquire Magic Artifacts too, taking in damaged goods or those of dubious provenance.

Dissecting or mending Magic Artifacts from fellow refiners sharpens Yang Jizhen’s own Artifact Refining Technique immensely.

Over a decade on the job has armed Yang Jishan with solid Magic Artifact savvy, enough for simple valuations.

Naturally, to dodge risks, he quotes rock-bottom prices.

“Check these out!” Dismissing Yang Jishan’s caution, the black-robed cultivator plunked down over a dozen Magic Artifacts right on the counter.

Yang Jishan’s pulse raced at the sight of those Magic Artifacts.

Over a dozen Magic Artifacts?

One look showed they were top-tier superior ones, in fine fettle too.

Strikingly, the assortment included flying boats, flying swords, shields, rings, long boots, and a blood-smeared vestment robe.

This screamed more than shady origins—it reeked of straight-up plunder.

In plain terms, this black-robed figure screamed bandit cultivator.

“One moment, Immortal Master!” Masking his unease, Yang Jishan grabbed a shield Magic Artifact for a thorough look.

At the same time, beneath the counter, his toe nudged forward stealthily, depressing a black floor tile that sank silently by an inch.

No ripples of spiritual energy occurred, and it produced zero noise during this process, as it relied not on an Array but a basic mechanical gadget.

Suddenly, a plain bell under the eaves by the side room door in the backyard trembled a few times.

Jiang Ping’an pushed open the side room door, gazing at the shaking bell with faint puzzlement.

It signaled a tricky customer inside the shop—not causing chaos, since any real uproar would echo clearly to the backyard.

Jiang Ping’an peered toward the shop before heading off to locate Yang Cheng’an.

“Eighth Master, trouble appears to be stirring in the shop!”

Yang Cheng’an emerged from the storeroom, his face carrying a rather solemn look.

Rather than rushing straight to the shop, he strolled over to the spot by the back door, ears attuned sharply to the sounds from within.

Inside the shop, Yang Jishan methodically examined the Magic Artifacts, carefully quoting the price he could pay.

“Immortal Master, these long boots stand out remarkably; they bear twelve Restrictions, though I can identify just six, so the offer stands at three thousand Spirit Stones!”