Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather Chapter 1630 - 1002: Moving Into the Immortal Palace
Previously on Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather...
After leaving Taoyuan Mountain, Yang Zhenshan did not continue to wander around, mainly because there are too many strong individuals in the Wanhua Mountain Range. Fortunately, he encountered Zhongli Yue earlier; if he had met another Golden Core Cultivator or Demon King, he likely would have drawn considerable trouble.
Golden Core Cultivators should not be too reckless; let’s stay home safely.
Returning to the Life Realm Immortal Palace, Yang Zhenshan started to stroll within the palace grounds.
The entire Immortal Palace consists of thirty-six large and small halls, one hundred and eight pavilions with multiple rooms, and the spiritual energy inside the palace forms a mist with thick Dao Rhyme.
Cultivating inside the Immortal Palace will undoubtedly be doubly productive; additionally, there are many gardens perfect for planting rare flowers and herbs, or for raising spirit beasts.
However, currently, the entire Immortal Palace is empty, without any living creatures. Filling the palace up will require some time.
Yang Zhenshan strolls leisurely around each hall, pondering how to best utilize the Immortal Palace.
Leaving the Immortal Palace vacant surely isn’t optimal.
But how should it be arranged?
Though the Immortal Palace is vast, not everyone can reside here; only a select few should be moved here.
Then what should be the conditions for moving here?
Dividing Immortal and Martial paths?
Immortal Cultivators above, Martial Artists below?
Yang Zhenshan pondered the thought.
Such divisions are somewhat unfair, but fairness is the most unreliable thing in this world.
Human beings have selfish desires, and how can one act fairly with selfishness?
Yet a simple divide between Immortal and Martial paths seems inadequate, as Divine Soul Realm Martial Artists are stronger than Foundation Establishment Cultivators. If based on strength, Divine Soul Realm Martial Artists should also possess a status matching their strength.
After walking around, Yang Zhenshan divided the thirty-six halls into twelve palaces, twenty-four halls, and one hundred eight pavilions, counting all waterside pavilions and lofts as pavilions.
The twelve palaces are designated for Golden Core Cultivators, the twenty-four halls for Divine Soul Realm Martial Artists, and the one hundred eight pavilions for Foundation Establishment Cultivators.
The quota should be strict; it’s better left vacant than randomly occupied.
Furthermore, some rooms should be allocated in the peripheral areas as breakthrough locations; both Immortal cultivating Foundation Establishment and Martial Artists reaching Divine Soul Realm can enter the Immortal Palace and select a room for seclusion, leveraging the spiritual energy and Dao Rhyme for breakthroughs.
In addition to these, a branch of the Immortal Government and Heavenly Guards will be established. The Immortal Government will manage palace affairs, handling communications, personnel, attendants, living arrangements, and more — all aspects require management by the Immortal Government.
The Immortal Government doesn’t need to be large, as most matters can be handled by the Twelve Floors, with only internal affairs needing the Immortal Government’s attention.
The Heavenly Guards aren’t for guarding the Immortal Palace but to stand watch over the Nine Heavens Gate.
The palace is protected by arrays; without Yang Zhenshan’s approval, outsiders cannot enter unless someone can directly attack from the Void, which is otherwise impossible without his permission.
However, the Immortal Palace does have a gateway, namely the Nine Heavens Gate.
People entering and exiting must pass through the Nine Heavens Gate, so assigning people to guard it is essential for preventing unauthorized entry.
Thus, not many guards are required, just a dozen or so rotating through will suffice.
After roughly planning, Yang Zhenshan left the Immortal Palace and arrived at the Spiritual Spring Mountain Plateau.
Everything at the Spiritual Spring Mountain Plateau was as usual; upon returning, Yu Qingyi was tending to her rare flowers and herbs in the garden.
"My dear!"
Yang Zhenshan called with a broad smile.
Yu Qingyi turned around in surprise, and upon seeing Yang Zhenshan, her bright eyes instantly lit up.
"My love!"
The next moment, she dove into Yang Zhenshan’s embrace like a young swallow.
"Haha, did my dear miss me?" Yang Zhenshan laughed heartily.
"I was worried about you!" Yu Qingyi, examining Yang Zhenshan’s body, relaxed upon confirming he was unharmed.
"What’s there to worry about, aren’t I perfectly fine?"
Yang Zhenshan embraced her waist, strolling through the garden.
"Am I correct in thinking you’ve reached Golden Core level?"
"Yes, I am now a Golden Core True Monarch!"
"How does cultivation change at the Golden Core stage?"
"There are significant changes indeed!"
The couple chatted leisurely as they walked.
Yu Qingyi was very curious about the Golden Core Realm, asking many questions, resembling a curious little girl with many peculiar inquiries.
Yang Zhenshan patientfully answered Yu Qingyi’s questions.
Yu Qingyi’s current cultivation has reached the late stage of the Golden Body Realm, still some distance from breakthrough, but with her cultivation speed, she’ll surely reach Divine Soul Realm before turning two hundred.
Regarding the Golden Core Realm, Yang Zhenshan couldn’t assure success, as forming a core in the Divine Soul Realm is more challenging and risky than in Foundation Establishment.
However, with the Nine Tripod Divine Pill, Yu Qingyi could attempt Core Formation.
Even if it’s a Fake Pill, it would still grant over two thousand years of lifespan.
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After the couple spent three days in intimacy, Yang Zhenshan brought Yun Xiao.
In the main hall of the villa, Yun Xiao almost had tears in his eyes upon seeing Yang Zhenshan.
"I cannot express enough gratitude for the fulfillment and protection brought by Yang’s kindness!"
The moment Yun Xiao arrived, he was about to offer a grand ceremonial thanks to Yang Zhenshan.
Yang Zhenshan wouldn’t allow such grand gestures, and with a wave of his hand, an invisible force supported Yun Xiao’s bowing form.
"Alright, alright, I know you’re grateful, so let’s skip the ceremony. Just keep it in your heart!"