Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1089: Chapter 743: Advantages and Disadvantages (2)

This way, these families are very likely to experience a generational gap.

Some indifferent elders focus only on their own cultivation, completely ignoring the cultivation of their juniors, causing the juniors to worry and expend effort just to meet the elders’ resource needs, so they can’t focus more on cultivation or obtain more resources.

The main reason the Lingxi Yang Family ended up in its current state was because the ancestor of the Yang family did not cultivate an outstanding junior.

Lan Peng has always acted decisively; before the Wan family could say anything, he directly ordered: ”Take them all down!”

”Please give us a chance, General!” Wan Qianshan said urgently.

”General!”

Instantly, the people of the Wan family started clamoring, some crying, some pleading, and some glaring viciously at the surrounding soldiers of the Red Flame Army.

Lan Peng coldly watched all this, unmoved in the slightest.

Hundreds of Red Flame Army soldiers stepped forward and tied up all the villagers.

Some still tried to resist but were instantly turned into a corpse with blood gushing out.

Wan Qianshan looked at the approaching Red Flame Army with a gloomy and uncertain expression.

”Father!” Wan Jinsui said in a low tone.

Their eyes met, seemingly engaging in an untold exchange.

Yang Zhenshan, seated on his horse, saw this scene, and his Heart Spirit was stirred.

The Wan family really might be hiding something!

At that moment, Wan Qianshan suddenly shouted, ”Please help for the sake of our family’s ancestor!”

As soon as these words were spoken, Lan Peng’s eyes widened, and a bright long knife suddenly appeared in his hand.

At the same time, three figures suddenly emerged from the crowd, three dark gleams shooting straight at Lan Peng’s face.

The long knife in Lan Peng’s hand spread bright golden light, sweeping across to deflect the incoming glows, but in the next instant, he was surrounded by three men in gray short outfits.

In that moment, the people of the Wan family launched their counterattack, and in the blink of an eye, the previously noisy scene became even more chaotic.

Between the flashes of blades and shadows of swords, blood splattered.

Shouts of anger, cries of battle, and screams meshed together, rising and falling.

The situation changed so quickly it caught Yang Zhenshan off guard.

However, his reaction was swift; the Returning Dust Spear appeared in his hand the moment the three figures sprang up.

But he did not go to support Lan Peng, instead he looked seriously at the eastern mountain forest.

A figure was quietly emerging from there, despite the bright sunlight, appearing like a ghost, blurry and hard to see clearly.

It swiftly made its way before the crowd.

This situation seemed similar to when someone infiltrated Lingxi Mountain before, but Yang Zhenshan knew this was different.

The person who infiltrated Lingxi Mountain was Xiang Feiye from the Xiang family, who could move unpredictably at night like a ghost because of his cultivation in the Nether Yin Skill, named Ghostly Shadow Spirit Rhinoceros Skill, which makes one appear as a ghostly shadow, elusive.

But the person before them now had similar circumstances due to possessing a quite formidable movement technique.

The newcomer made no attempt to conceal himself, charging directly at Lan Peng, his blade shining coldly, with a chilling intent immediately crawling up Lan Peng’s heart.

At this moment, Lan Peng repelled the three attacking assassins, completely unaware of this other sinister figure appearing beside him, almost defenseless against this sudden assassin.

Still, due to his extensive battle experience as a general, Lan Peng was able to hastily raise his knife to block.

Just as his knife was being raised, he noticed the presence of a long spear in front of him.

Cling~~

The chilling blade struck the long spear, sparking splendidly.

Lan Peng’s Heart Spirit tightened; if this blade had landed on him, although his knife could block it, it wouldn’t be able to completely repel it, his life might not be at risk, but at the very least, he would be severely wounded.

Given the current situation, being gravely injured might mean he’d remain here forever.

He felt extremely fortunate to have Yang Zhenshan summoned over.

Even if Yang Zhenshan only blocked this blade for him, he felt deeply grateful.

Of course, Yang Zhenshan wouldn’t just block this one blade for him; with a sweep of the long spear, a burst of violent strength erupted, forcefully flinging the attacker away.

The man stabilized after retreating several feet in midair, and not until then did Yang Zhenshan see his face, or rather, he only saw the man’s extremely cold eyes, his face still tightly covered with black cloth, revealing only a pair of dark eyes.

”Brother Yang!” Lan Peng said in a deep voice.

Yang Zhenshan flicked the long spear, glancing at the mark the knife had made on the spear, ”No issue, deal with them first!”

His long spear was only a Mid-grade spiritual weapon, whereas the opponent’s weapon was evidently not a Mid-grade spiritual weapon and was likely a High-grade spiritual weapon.

The opponent had damaged his spear with just one strike, which left him slightly troubled.

Low-grade, Mid-grade, High-grade—these three levels of spiritual weapons correspond to the Qi Sea Stage, Earth Evil Stage, and Heavenly Gang Stage.

Considering Yang Zhenshan’s current cultivation, wielding a High-grade spiritual weapon would be ideal, but unfortunately, when Yang Zhenshan ordered this spear, he lacked enough Spirit Stones, and Qiu Jin only crafted a lower-tier spiritual weapon for him.

Now, using this spear feels somewhat awkward for him.

Lan Peng watched Yang Zhenshan’s back, hesitated slightly, but finally decided to take down the three assassins in front of him first.

Even though the three assassins were only Earth Evil Stage martial artists, their coordination was impeccable and their moves extremely insidious; despite Lan Peng possessing Heavenly Gang Stage cultivation, it was difficult to take them down quickly.

Yang Zhenshan hovered in mid-air, his eyes slightly narrowed, tightly fixed on the black-robed man opposite him.

His mind was racing.

At present, facing this black-robed man was indeed dangerous; the opponent’s cultivation surpasses his, his movement technique is quicker and more agile, and his spiritual weapon is better than his spear.

In essence, the opponent had all the advantages.

Yang Zhenshan’s strongest card was his Sole Spear Intent and the Spirit Source Land, but right now, it was clearly unsuitable to retreat into the Spirit Source Land; he could only rely on his Sole Spear Intent.

With this in mind, Yang Zhenshan’s resolve strengthened, his gaze becoming sharp.

Simultaneously, his aura also grew incredibly formidable.

The terrifying aura swelled up like a tangible storm.

Whoosh~~

As if the surrounding air was being compressed, spreading in all directions.

A mighty presence!

From the Dragon Bone Fruit’s dragon might.

Though not entirely accurate, as it’s known as dragon might, said by the Martial God Temple.

Dragon Bone Fruit is called Concentrating Fruit in the Sea of Spirit; the so-called dragon might is actually the manifestation of spiritual power projected outward.

Concentrating Fruit is not an elemental Spirit Fruit but a type that nurtures the Heart Spirit.

Yang Zhenshan only understood this after coming to the Sea of Spirit.

The might raised by the Dragon Bone Fruit is merely bluff.

If others possessed such might, it could only impose psychological suppression on enemies.

But Yang Zhenshan is different; he has Sole Spear Intent, which requires Heart Spirit consumption to exert the spear intent.

Now, when Yang Zhenshan releases his might, not only is it not empty posturing, but it actually strengthens the Sole Spear Intent.

The terrifying might surged on Yang Zhenshan’s body, the sharp spear intent seemed capable of piercing everyone’s hearts, causing all to feel their Heart Spirit tremble.

The black-robed man’s eyes showed a faint brilliance, like a cold star glowing in the dark night, exuding a bone-chilling coldness. The next moment, his body shot forward like an arrow, his clothes whipping in the wind, creating a fierce gust.

The knife in his hand carried soul-snatching coldness akin to the harsh winter wind, freezing the air it passed through. Its speed was extreme, leaving only a blurry shadow that’s hard to track.

Seeing this, Yang Zhenshan took a deep breath, concentrated his Essence Qi and spirit power into his eyes, his gaze becoming sharp as hooks, locking onto the black-robed man. At this moment, his world contained only this rapidly approaching enemy, excluding all surrounding commotion.