Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying Chapter 766 - Capítulo 766: 474: What is your dream?2

Capítulo 766: Chapter 474: What is your dream?_2

He also admitted, “Indeed, I haven’t thought about it for many years. It’s as if… as if my mind has developed its own way, becoming more and more convinced of myself, making it increasingly difficult to change…”

“Everyone is like this, the older you get, the more extre you beco… I don’t want to beco like that, so I always keep the ancestral teachings in mind, constantly understanding new things from them.”

Listening to Yang Qiangjing’s words, Yang Fu felt a surge of emotion as he gazed at the Bright City below.

This place was once the Spirit Lake Manor of the Yang Family, where he and his siblings grew up, accompanied by the wilderness.

Once upon a ti… what Yang Fushuo and he loved most were the books granted by the ancestor, pursuing those fresh and vivid knowledge. The reason he is who he is today is due to the ancestor’s teachings in his youth.

As for Yang Fujian… Yang Fu sighed.

He is more like a traditional martial cultivator of the Danai Dynasty, his thinking is the sa, because the ancestor hardly spoke to him before he ca of age.

After a mont of scattered thoughts, Yang Fu originally had so questions to ask Yang Qiangjing, but now they seed not so important.

Since she had already known a lot of information in advance, the arrangents thereafter… would naturally flow.

However, Yang Fu had another question he wanted to ask at this ti.

“Xiao Jing, if you were to beco the Family Head, what would you do?”

After imprisoning Shangguan Yixin and the other two in the cultivator dungeon of Bright City, Yang Fu wasn’t in a particularly great mood.

He called for Yang Qiangjing, walking up the city walls of Bright City, pacing side by side.

“Xiao Jing, even though this dungeon is based on a fourth-grade array… it won’t hold them for long. Once Muruo’s sealing thod gradually dissipates, they will surely find a way to escape.”

“We must deal with them early, before circumstances change…”

Yang Fu did not believe these individuals would not leave any contingencies.

Not to ntion anything else, just now when he went to seize the lyre they carried, he couldn’t take it, as if there was so special bond, making them and the lyre one whole.

As long as the lyre remains, they remain undying.

A part of their Golden Core is integrated into the lyre.

Very hard to kill.

Without spiritual artifacts, even the Yang Family people couldn’t manage to kill them…

“When Xiao Jian cos out… finish them off.”

Yang Fu said fiercely, not wanting to leave Shangguan Yixin’s group any ti for a coback.

Yang Qiangjing shook her head.

“Uncle, they are rely henchn… they hold no grudge against us, killing or not killing them is not that significant, rather it’s about triggering Feng Yi in them… I’m very curious about what benefit he offered to make the young master of the Ancient Immortal Clan do such a thing.”

This was unusual.

Yang Fu thought for a mont and also felt sothing was amiss.

“Based on my observations of the Liu Family and the Yin Family… the wealth and foundation of the two families are beyond our comprehension, especially the Yin Family, which casually brings out treasures like the Blood Spirit Fruit for trading. If we consider the Ancient Immortal Clan’s survival till today… their resources are undoubtedly extrely abundant, so it’s indeed unreasonable for the Feng Family to command them.”

“Previously I speculated that there was a slim chance that the Shangguan Family was very poor… but after having a few chats with Shangguan Yixin today, I ruled out that possibility; the Shangguan Family is clearly very powerful, so the Feng Family must have… provided sothing that Shangguan Yixin could not refuse.”

Yang Qiangjing frowned in thought.

“What could it be…”

This question was crucial, regarding her next strategic decisions.

Or rather, concerning the path the Yang Family needed to take next.

Yang Fu sighed, “The Feng Family… always has an edge over us in information channels; they know too much.”

“No rush, give so ti… I will gradually figure it out.”

Yang Qiangjing had already deciphered the Feng Family’s transmission portal coordinates and channels, ready to use the upgraded Demon Realm Transmission Array (Modified) at any ti to spy on their intel.

“Thanks to the ancestor for having study books on ‘signals’… it has significantly improved my understanding of arrays.”

Yang Qiangjing murmured to herself.

This ti, part of it was her setup, and another part was an unexpected turn of events.

Last year during the ancestor worship, she asked the ancestor if there were any new technologies for rapid communication; the ancestor pondered for a mont and gave her a pile of books like “Signals and Systems,” “Modern Signal Processing,” “Computer Networks,” and “Network Security Basics.”

Although she couldn’t comprehend so things for now, her understanding of the concept of “signals” had reached a new level, elevating her perspective to a new dinsion, changing how she viewed the world distinctly.

An existence beyond the realm of cultivation was extending its embrace to her.

“Oh, the term ‘channel’ you ntioned with the Demon Realm Transmission Array before… what does it an?”

Yang Fu didn’t quite understand what ‘channel’ ant.

“I used the modified Demon Realm Transmission Array that you remodeled, Uncle, allowing point-to-point transmission. By integrating this array into my computer system, I saw strings of hidden numbers… those are ‘channels.’

“Each Demon Realm Transmission Array has its unique channel, and by adjusting so basic paraters of the array, it can dock with the desired channel. I searched around and found the Danai Dynasty’s second Demon Realm Transmission Array, the one the Flood Dragon Demon used, which contacted the Feng Family.”

“Upon locking the channel of the Demon Clan’s transmission array, I have been monitoring it continuously; however, there hasn’t been much important information, mainly the Feng Family liaising with the new generation of the Demon Clan and boring gift exchanges until… two days before I entered the Ancient Secret Realm, I intercepted a new ssage.”

“The Feng Family sent strong individuals to assassinate our people… learned that the Demon Clan planned to cooperate in a raid.”

“Then, I instructed my people to keep monitoring in the city. At the mont I completed my challenge, I knew their ambush location, leading to the following events…”

The two unknowingly walked through half of the city wall, arriving at the outer city wall of Zone 9.

Yang Qiangjing stood on high ground, observing the Demon Clan below, a slight smile on her lips.

“Uncle, look… a cultivation world without fighting and killing, how beautiful it is.”

“Fuqing holds imasurable rit…”

Yang Fu remarked.

Although he was in the Spirit Miao Continent, he kept a real-ti focus on the Yang Family’s matters, learning from the ancestor about the early disputes and discord between Yang Fuqing and Yang Fujian, their sharp confrontations, one saving demons, the other killing demons…

The two brought two small sects along for a clash, often breaking into fights.

Eventually, with the diation of Yang Shi and the ancestor, a compromise gradually erged, leading to today’s flexible handling.

They abandoned binary thinking, tackling issues on their own rit.

“The ancestor is a person of great wisdom, the twenty-four-character motto… it encompasses all the prosperity of the family, Uncle, how long has it been since you recited the ancestral teachings?”

“Ah, this…”

Yang Fu was suddenly stumped by his younger niece’s question, feeling sowhat embarrassed.

It’s not that he couldn’t rember, just that… he really hadn’t thought about it in a long ti.

He also admitted, “Indeed, I haven’t thought about it for many years. It’s as if… as if my mind has developed its own way, becoming more and more convinced of myself, making it increasingly difficult to change…”

“Everyone is like this, the older you get, the more extre you beco… I don’t want to beco like that, so I always keep the ancestral teachings in mind, constantly understanding new things from them.”

Listening to Yang Qiangjing’s words, Yang Fu felt a surge of emotion as he gazed at the Bright City below.

This place was once the Spirit Lake Manor of the Yang Family, where he and his siblings grew up, accompanied by the wilderness.

Once upon a ti… what Yang Fushuo and he loved most were the books granted by the ancestor, pursuing those fresh and vivid knowledge. The reason he is who he is today is due to the ancestor’s teachings in his youth.

As for Yang Fujian… Yang Fu sighed.

He is more like a traditional martial cultivator of the Danai Dynasty, his thinking is the sa, because the ancestor hardly spoke to him before he ca of age.

After a mont of scattered thoughts, Yang Fu originally had so questions to ask Yang Qiangjing, but now they seed not so important.

Since she had already known a lot of information in advance, the arrangents thereafter… would naturally flow.