Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying Chapter 1155 - 653: Gathering (Part 2)

Yang Zhuguo: "...."

Yang Genshuo: "...."

Too realistic.

As soon as they saw the grain, they launched a full assault, right?

The soldiers suddenly beca valiant!

It was hard for the Flowing Corpses to even get close to the city wall.

A dense rain of arrows swept out a bloody path through the Flowing Corpses.

Yang Zhuguo and his group hesitated no more.

"Let’s go!"

The last 10 people in Yang Genshuo’s view also entered Guangning City.

His tense mood finally relaxed.

"As long as we’re in the city and et our own people, everything becos easier with group actions."

The strength of an individual is limited, but the strength of a team is limitless.

At this mont, the 10 people standing on the wall saw Yang Min and Yang Qiangjin, who were looking out from the city wall.

Yang Zhuguo quickly saluted, "Hello, Grandma! Hello, Uncle!"

Yang Qiangjin asked, "Did you see us while you were down there?"

"Uh... no, I only noticed after coming up the wall. It must be because my cultivation is too low... If you were concealing your aura..."

"No, we weren’t deliberately concealing our aura, we couldn’t see you either just now."

"Huh? Why’s that?"

"Before you entered the city, we were likely not in the sa world... It wasn’t until you entered the city that we returned to the sa world. Whoever crafted this Legendary Land must have used space techniques with such exquisite skill."

Yang Qiangjin had a fondness for space techniques in recent years, studying them extensively. An expert sees the subtleties; this play of the virtual and the real was completely beyond her perception, and she didn’t understand how it was achieved.

Yang Min pondered for a mont and said, "Auntie, since that’s the case, there’s not much point in us staying here. If others can enter... then let them enter. If not, we can’t help them either."

"Indeed..."

While they talked, the city defense general Zhong Yi approached.

"Do you know them?"

"Reporting, sir, these 10 people are my fellow villagers."

"Oh... I see. Now, to inform you... all the grain has been received by our Guangning City. You may go to the military camp to rest, and once rested, return with your fellow villagers."

Zhong Yi’s eyes were fixed on the grain, imdiately ordering soldiers to load all the grain from the Flying Sky Basin, leaving them not a single grain.

Yang Zhuguo’s eyebrows twitched a few tis, feeling so resentnt in his heart. This was grain they had painstakingly collected along the way.

Yang Min nodded to him, "No problem..."

This ti it wasn’t to comfort people, because they had a better plan.

"Let’s go, back to camp, gather up."

The Yang Family’s direct line, side lines, and Sky Dragon Army’s Puzzle Solvers finally gathered together.

Although so people were temporarily out of sight due to the lack of visibility, the current strength was already quite formidable.

At this ti, everyone found a quiet corner in the military camp and started their first eting.

Now, Yang Genshuo finally didn’t have to switch screens to see so many people, rging so many perspectives into one.

He couldn’t help but hum softly with comfort.

"Mm~ Since we’ve finally gathered, if anyone has sothing to say, this would be a good ti."

The unique golden words of the Ancestor hovered above the Yang Family mbers, and Yang Zhu imdiately repeated them, making it easier for those not from the Yang Family’s direct line to hear the Ancestor’s voice.

At this mont, Yang Zhushuang stepped forward.

"As the first person to enter the city, I’ll say a few words first..."

"Get down."

Yang Qiangjin coldly snorted, and Yang Zhushuang’s open mouth paused, the words stuck in his throat, his face flushed red, then he clenched his fists and retreated.

Being a figure of his grandmother’s generation, no matter how unruly he was, he didn’t dare to act rashly.

Even his father didn’t dare raise his voice in front of the Half-step Nascent Soul Grandma Jin.

This was not Grandma Jinqing, who would discuss reason and theory with you. This was Yang Qiangjin, soone who only pursued cultivation and was also quite protective.

Her likes and dislikes were written all over her face.

She did indeed hate Yang Zhushuang, having heard of so of the scoundrel things he had done.

If he weren’t a mber of the Yang Family, he would’ve been stripped of his cultivation and expelled from the city long ago.

Others took pleasure in his misfortune.

After all, Yang Zhushuang was too impolite, and it wasn’t his turn to speak first.

"It seems the foundation of the Yang Family is still strong, just that so are not fit for important use..."

Being suddenly drawn into the Legendary Land impacted the Yang Family significantly, but it also allowed Yang Genshuo to see the true nature of many Yang Family descendants.

Overall... it was not too bad, not too good.

"So many newborns haven’t received my blessing before birth. Their talent follows the common rules of the Immortal Cultivation World..."

In the Immortal Cultivation World, matching doors is paramount.

It’s difficult for a highly talented cultivator to form a Daoist couple with a lowly talented one.

Because that would affect their descendants’ talents.

Descendants often take the average of their parents’ talents, fluctuating to so extent.

Rarely, so might have better; so might be worse.

In general, aside from outliers, most cultivators’ children’s talents are strongly related to their parents’ talents.

And previously, the first four generations of the Yang Family had talents improving with each generation, not only because they found better Daoist partners but crucially due to the Ancestor’s blessing.

[Blessings: Spirit Storage]

Could stabilize and enhance a child’s talent, slightly better than the parents’.

With such continuous growth, the Yang Family’s descendants’ talents would eventually reach Heavenly Spirit Root, Immortal Talent...

However, this suddenly ceased for 100 years, coinciding with the Yang Family’s population boom. This generation’s talents... are truly varied.

Especially since most of the descendants’ origins were these two scoundrels, Yang Qianglin and Yang Qiangyuan...

So even though the Yang Family descendants are nurous now, so are the scoundrels...

"Luckily, there are a few good seedlings... Focus on nurturing them; as for the rest... leave it to fate. If those with ambition can be helped, then help them. If not... let them muddle through. There’s nothing wrong with muddling through a lifeti."

As a clan grows, it can accommodate so layabouts.

After driving Yang Zhushuang away, Yang Qiangjin started speaking:

"Even though we’ve entered the city, it... may not be completely safe. Guangning City is vast, and most households have closed their doors. The whole street is deserted, looking like a ghost town. I feel there might be sothing fishy and it’s worth investigating..."

Yang Min picked up the thread, "Auntie is right. We’re at a military camp; the soldiers here have not troubled us, but... the camp is guarded, and they’ve been watching us. The soldiers here are better equipped and capable than the Flowing Corpses outside. We need to stay vigilant."

Yang Zhushuang couldn’t help but interrupt again, "These dog officials here are not good people! They took my grain! We have to find a way to take it back!"

As the first to enter the city, he didn’t guard against Zhong Yi’s inquiry and directly exposed his resources, resulting in all his grain being confiscated... he’s been holding a grudge.

Especially seeing others co in with his experience, hiding their grain tightly only added to his annoyance! He found solace only seeing Yang Zhuguo and others.

"Although we are assembled... it’s not wise to clash with the officials. We still don’t know the story, so let’s observe first... Yang Zhushuang, behave yourself and don’t cause trouble."

Yang Min warned.

Yang Zhushuang rolled his eyes, "Fine, I get it... but if I get into the capital without grain, then everyone’s grain should be shared equally. That would be fair."

He doesn’t want to starve to death here due to lack of grain.

Although bluntly stated, this was also what Yang Min thought.

"Hmm... we’re all family, I certainly won’t abandon anyone. We’ll find a way to survive till the end... I guarantee it."

In contrast to Yang Min’s conviction, Yang Qiangjin didn’t say such things; she was pondering one issue.

"Why did Zhong Yi work to confiscate our grain? Could he... be planning harm against those who didn’t submit their grain?"

"Hmm... we indeed need to be cautious."

"Yang Min, later we should go and take a look together... see what secrets this city holds."