Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1047: Chapter 724: Lingxi Yang Family

Yang Zhenghe was not angry; instead, he looked at Yang Zhenshan with a calm demeanor.

“Xiang Heng, have you not yet greeted your Uncle Grandfather?”

The hoarse voice came from his mouth, calm and steady.

If it’s a matter of the cuckoo occupying the magpie’s nest, then let it be!

The Lingxi Yang Family has fallen to such a state, what is there left to fear losing?

Those few acres of barren spirit fields?

Or these dozens of houses?

Although the man before him came from an unknown background and his intentions were unclear, at the very least, he could ensure the survival of the Lingxi Yang Family.

As long as the Lingxi Yang Family continues to exist in this Sea of Spirit, it is worth offering up the entire family.

Yang Xiangheng was initially taken aback, but soon understood Yang Zhenghe’s thoughts. Without any hesitation, he bowed and said, “This grand-nephew pays respects to Uncle Grandfather!”

The grandfather and grandson were no fools; they both knew they had no choice in the matter.

If Yang Zhenshan hadn’t come, the Lingxi Yang Family wouldn’t have lasted much longer; they would soon lose this Lingxi Mountain, and then face the potential of familial extinction.

Now that Yang Zhenshan had come, he had instead brought them a lifeline, even though it appeared strange, it offered them a chance to choose.

From confusion to surprise, then from surprise to hesitation, within just a quarter of an hour, the grandfather and grandson made their decision.

Yang Zhenshan looked at the two of them, his eyes full of appreciation.

“Very well, Xiang Heng, is it acceptable for me to have the say over Lingxi Mountain henceforth?”

Yang Xiangheng glanced at the silent, head-bowed Yang Zhenghe beside him, gritted his teeth, and said, “No problem!”

“Alright then, first arrange a few courtyards for us to settle in!” Yang Zhenshan nodded slightly.

This matter proceeded more smoothly than he had imagined; he thought the Lingxi Yang Family would resist to the death, yet it seems there are some smart individuals in this family after all.

Since Yang Xiangheng had made his decision, he naturally wouldn’t dawdle.

Soon after, he arranged accommodations for Yang Zhenshan’s party, even giving up his own main courtyard to Yang Zhenshan, which made the latter regard him in higher esteem.

Yang Zhenshan naturally didn’t care for just a courtyard, but Xiang Heng’s cooperative attitude was indeed satisfying.

Thus, Yang Zhenshan found himself a foothold in this Sea of Spirit.

Although this foothold was quite poor, it was still better than staying in an inn or tavern.

The next morning.

Yang Xiangheng came to Yang Zhenshan’s courtyard gate early, waiting respectfully at the door, neither knocking nor disturbing, just standing quietly.

With a creak, the courtyard gate opened, and Li Chang walked out from inside.

This Yang family courtyard was quite large, divided into the front courtyard, middle courtyard, and back courtyard. The front courtyard had a main hall, which was the place for Yang family discussions, and the courtyard was spacious.

The middle courtyard had over thirty rooms, where the Family Head resided; the back courtyard contained the ancestral hall, library, storerooms, etc.

Behind the back courtyard, a large area was enclosed by a wall, which was the spirit field of Lingxi Mountain, about six to seven acres.

These spirit fields were only barren lower-grade fields, and if one were to plant spirit rice, it would take five years for a harvest.

And within the spirit field was a spring, the very source that nurtured this piece of spirit field, which could rightly be called a Spiritual Spring.

Yang Zhenshan had already examined it yesterday, and found the spring water clear and sweet, containing spiritual energy, though lacking compared to the Spiritual Spring of the Spirit Source Land.

After cultivating the Green Wood Longevity Skill, Yang Zhenshan could sense the spiritual energy in the fields, and understood that the Spiritual Spring in the Spirit Source Land was also a spring containing spiritual energy.

In essence, it wasn’t much different from the Spiritual Spring of Lingxi Mountain, except that the Spring in Spirit Source Land contained a much denser concentration of spiritual energy.

“Morning!” Li Chang greeted the waiting Yang Xiangheng.

“Xiang Heng greets the senior!” Yang Xiangheng bowed with clasped hands.

Li Chang laughed heartily, saying, “My name is Li Chang, the Personal Follower of the Family Head. Haha, you can call me Uncle Li from now on!”

Yang Xiangheng quickly adapted, “Xiang Heng greets Uncle Li!”

“Not bad, not bad, you’re a smart lad!” Li Chang chuckled.

Yang Xiangheng’s face broke into a smile, a much more genuine one than the day before.

The events of yesterday had occurred suddenly, and though he’d quickly made his decision, he couldn’t feel at ease inside. However, after the interactions yesterday and a night of pondering, he had sorted out his thoughts and understood the entire situation, so his heart was at ease now.

It wasn’t the strength of Yang Zhenshan’s group that comforted him, but rather that they weren’t evil people.

Though initially Yang Zhenshan’s words were harsh and seemed malicious, after half a day of contact, he had realized they were quite amiable towards them.

“I have prepared breakfast; can Uncle Grandfather eat now?” Yang Xiangheng asked.

Li Chang glanced toward the main house and said, “Bring the dishes over!”

Yang Zhenshan was already up, although he hadn’t actually slept, choosing instead to cultivate on the plateau of Spiritual Spring Mountain through the night.

Today, Yang Zhenshan was clad in exquisitely woven blue and gold attire, appearing both efficient and luxurious—though this was not made of Spiritual Silk, with its luxury being merely superficial.

Of course, the Sea of Spirit wasn’t extravagant enough for everyone to wear clothing made from Spiritual Objects.

The likes of the Lingxi Yang Family, small and humble as they were, possessed few Spiritual Objects.

Yang Xiangheng took great care in preparing the meal; a large pot of spirit rice alongside eight delicious dishes that Yang Zhenshan and his group enjoyed immensely.

“How much spirit rice does the family have left in storage?” Yang Zhenshan asked while eating his meal.