Chapter 91: Separation of Life and Death

 

The skies were overcast, and torrential rain poured relentlessly.

 

“Father,” Yun Yanshui called softly as he entered the house, his clothing damp from his journey back from Mount Yuncang.

 

“Where are your sister and Yantian?” Yun Yunshan asked, his expression calm yet tinged with concern.

 

“They successfully completed their task. They’re on their way back to the family now,” Yun Yanshui replied.

 

“Come, we’re going to your second great-uncle’s house,” Yun Yunshan said, standing up with a somber tone.

 

“Father, what’s wrong?” Yun Yanshui asked, noticing the gravity in his father’s demeanor.

 

“Your second great-uncle is not going to make it,” Yun Yunshan replied with a heavy sigh, his brow furrowed with sorrow.

 

“…I see,” Yanshui murmured, his spirits dampening at the news.

 

“Everyone has gathered at his house. Your second great-uncle is holding on, waiting for all the juniors to assemble and bid him farewell.

 

He has no children of his own, and he has always treated us nephews and nieces as his own blood,” Yun Yunshan continued, his voice tinged with sadness.

 

As they spoke, Yun Qinshi arrived with three oiled paper umbrellas. Together, the family stepped out into the rain, disappearing into the downpour.

 

The Ancestral Hall

 

Inside the main hall, Yun Lidi sat on a grand chair, his frame clad in a black robe, a felt hat covering his thinning white hair.

 

His frail body and deeply wrinkled face told the story of his ninety-five years of life. His once-sharp eyes were now clouded, barely able to see the figures around him.

 

By his side sat his younger brothers, Yun Lixuan and Yun Lihuang, offering their quiet companionship in his final hours.

 

The hall was filled with family, all standing in solemn silence: Yun Yunyang, Yun Yunyu, Yun Yunrui, Yun Yunsun, Yun Yanling, Yun Yanrong, Yun Yanbai, Qin Zhan, and others.

 

Even Yun Yunfeng, who had been overseeing construction on Mount Yuncang, had rushed back through the storm. His hair and clothing were still wet, his raincoat dripping water onto the floor.

 

All eyes were on Yun Lidi, whose breathing was shallow and labored. The room was heavy with the quiet acceptance of what was to come.

 

“Brother,” Yun Yunshan greeted as he entered the hall with his family, carefully setting their umbrellas aside.

 

“Pay your respects to your second great-uncle,” Yun Yunyang instructed.

 

With a solemn nod, Yun Yunshan led his wife and son to kneel before Yun Lidi, bowing deeply three times.

 

“Is that Yunfeng? Or Yunshan?” Yun Lidi asked weakly, sensing their presence even though his vision failed him.

 

“It’s Yunshan, Second Uncle,” Yun Yunshan answered, stepping closer to whisper into his elder’s ear. “I’ve brought my son, Shui’er, and my wife to see you.”

 

“Hahaha, good, good… Shui’er, come let your second great-uncle hold you,” Yun Lidi said with a faint smile, lifting a trembling hand toward the air.

 

“Second Great-Uncle,” Yanshui responded softly, stepping forward.

 

“Grow up well, child, and do your part for the family,” Yun Lidi advised, his voice barely above a whisper.

 

“I will, Second Great-Uncle,” Yanshui promised.

 

“And your sister? She hasn’t come?”

 

“Second Uncle, Shuang’er and Yantian are on their way back,” Yun Yunshan reassured him.

 

“Good, good… I’ll wait for them,” Yun Lidi murmured, nodding weakly.

 

The solemn atmosphere was interrupted by the sudden cries of a baby.

 

“Waaa! Waaa!” Yun Wenxuan, nestled in Yun Yanling’s arms, wailed loudly, his small face scrunched in distress.

 

Startled, Yun Yanling gently rocked him. “There, there, Wenxuan. Don’t cry, don’t cry.”

 

“Perhaps he’s hungry?” Yun Yunyang suggested.

 

“I just fed him,” Yun Yanling replied, her voice tinged with worry.

 

“Ling’er, bring Wenxuan to me,” Yun Lidi requested with a faint smile, lifting his trembling arms toward the sound.

 

“Yes, Second Great-Uncle,” Yun Yanling replied, carefully placing the crying infant in his arms.

 

Despite her concerns for Yun Lidi’s frail health, she stayed close, ready to intervene if needed.

 

“Little Wenxuan, don’t cry, don’t cry. Your great-great-uncle is here,” Yun Lidi crooned, his voice soft but full of affection.

 

To everyone’s surprise, the baby stopped crying, his curious dark eyes wide as he gazed at the elderly man holding him.

 

He gurgled happily, letting out a string of soft giggles.

 

The sight of the ailing elder cradling the laughing infant brought a wave of warmth and relief to everyone in the room.

 

It was a poignant reminder of life’s cycles—a fading life met by a blossoming one, ensuring the family’s legacy lived on.

 

“Second Great-Uncle!”

 

A voice echoed from outside the house, followed by two figures darting inside with ghost-like speed—it was none other than Yun Yanshuang and Yun Yantian.

 

Upon returning to the family compound, they had heard from their uncles about their second great-uncle’s critical condition. Worried, they used their swift movement techniques to rush to his house, determined to see him one last time.

 

“Haha! Is that Shuang’er and Tian’er?”

 

Hearing their voices, Yun Lidi’s face lit up with a kind smile.

 

“Shuang’er, Tian’er, bow to your second great-uncle!”

 

Both siblings knelt respectfully before Yun Lidi, solemnly bowing three times.

 

“Don’t cry, don’t cry. There’s nothing to be sad about,” Yun Lidi said gently, hearing Yanshuang’s muffled sobs. “I’m passing peacefully at the end of a long life—it’s a celebration, not a tragedy.”

 

With a trembling hand, he gestured for Yanshuang to come closer. When she did, he carefully wiped the tears from her cheeks.

 

“You and Tian’er are the pride of our Yun family,” he said warmly. “You’re also my pride.”

 

“Promise me you’ll both continue to cultivate diligently. Help our family rise to greater heights. When I’m gone, I’ll watch over you from the other side.”

 

Turning his attention to the eldest present, Yun Yunyang, he continued, “Yunyang, as the eldest, the family depends on you for leadership. You’ve guided us well these past years, and our family has flourished under your care.

 

Even your father would be proud of your achievements if he were here.”

 

He looked at Yun Yunyu, his younger brother, and said, “Yunyu, you’ve raised a good son who’s brought honor to the family. Training the clan soldiers and protecting the family is no small feat—thank you for your dedication.

 

From now on, work closely with your brothers. United, you will make the family stronger. If there’s division among you, the family will fall apart.”

 

Turning to the other siblings, Yun Yunfeng, Yun Yunshan, Yun Yunrui, and Yun Yunsun, he added, “You all must remember this—unity is the key to our strength. Work together, always.”

 

“Second Uncle, we understand,” they replied in unison, their voices heavy with emotion.

 

Then, he addressed Yun Yanling, who held her infant son in her arms. “Ling’er, take good care of Wenxuan. Let him grow up happy and strong.”

 

Looking at Qin Zhan, Ling’er’s husband, he warned, “Zhan’er, don’t fail my Ling’er. If you do, I’ll come back from the afterlife to hold you accountable!”

 

Finally, he turned his fading gaze toward the younger generation—Yun Yanrong, Yun Yanbai, Yun Yantian, Yun Yanshui, and Yun Yanshuang.

 

“I’ve yet to see you all get married and have children,” he said with a bittersweet smile. “But my body can’t hold on any longer. I hope each of you will find someone you love and bring more life to our Yun family.”

 

He chuckled lightly, shaking his head. “Look at me, so close to death yet still rambling on.”

 

Despite his self-deprecating words, the atmosphere in the room grew heavier.

 

“Second Brother, enough talking. Don’t tire yourself out. The younger generation won’t have the patience for an old man’s nagging,” Yun Lixuan, his younger brother, said gently, clutching his frail hand tightly.

 

Though his words carried a teasing tone, his red-rimmed eyes betrayed his sorrow.

 

Yun Lihuang, the youngest brother, stood silently in a corner, overwhelmed by memories of their childhood. He recalled days spent fishing and playing in the streams of Li Zhai Valley, growing up together, and eventually starting families.

 

Now, those carefree days were long gone.

 

Their eldest brother, Yun Litian, had died years ago, sacrificing himself to protect their village from bandits. And now, the second brother was slipping away, leaving them behind to face life without him.

 

The pain of losing another sibling was unbearable.

 

Unable to contain his grief, Yun Lihuang retreated to a quiet corner, his shoulders trembling as he wept.

 

His son, Yun Yunrui, followed to comfort him, though his own heart felt heavy.

 

“Haha! Let them call me nagging all they want. A few extra words won’t hurt them,” Yun Lidi said with a chuckle, though his complexion had grown noticeably paler.

 

“I miss Big Brother so much,” he murmured, his voice growing faint. “I miss those days when the four of us fished and played together in Li Zhai Valley.

 

I miss Father and Mother. I miss being young.”

 

He closed his eyes briefly, his breath growing shallower.

 

“I don’t want to leave you all behind, but… the world grows darker, and the chill sets in. It’s time… it’s time for me to go.”

 

Chapter 92 Condolences

 

The rain poured heavier, the sound of droplets striking the earth blending with the somber atmosphere within the hall.

 

The room was steeped in sorrow as Yun Lixuan and Yun Lihuang mourned their brother’s peaceful passing, tears streaming down their aged faces.

 

Standing quietly among the gathered family members, Yun Yanshui stared at his second great-uncle’s lifeless form, serene as if merely asleep. Memories of their moments together—walking through the family compound, listening to his stories—flooded his mind, filling his heart with a profound sadness.

 

Beside him, Yun Yanshuang had become a tearful wreck, unable to hold back her emotions.

 

“Yunrui, Yunxun, inform the rest of the family,” Yun Yunyang instructed, his voice heavy. “Once the rain stops, we’ll prepare his burial attire, coffin, and paper offerings. Summon the Taoist priests to conduct the rites.”

 

“Make it known—our second uncle passed away peacefully. This is a celebration of a long life well lived.”

 

“Yes, Uncle,” Yun Yunrui and Yun Yunxun responded, grabbing oiled paper umbrellas and heading into the rain to spread the news.

 

“Yunyu, Yunfeng, Yunshan, stay behind to help me wash and prepare Second Uncle’s body.”

 

“The rest of you, leave for now. Prepare mourning garments and ensure the younger generation is ready to don sackcloth and hemp to pay their respects.”

 

With his words, the family began to disperse, their faces reflecting grief as they stepped out into the relentless downpour.

 

Walking through the rain on their way home, Yun Yanshuang clutched her brother’s hand tightly, her voice trembling.

 

“Brother, I… I’m scared.”

 

“What are you afraid of?” Yun Yanshui glanced at his sister curiously.

 

“Master once said that cultivating immortality means defying the heavens and stealing its fortune. The higher one’s cultivation, the longer one’s life.

 

A cultivator in the Fetal Breath stage can live up to 120 years. A Qi Condensation cultivator can live for 240 years.

 

But our parents, uncles, and cousins, they’re all mortals without spiritual roots. Their lifespans are limited.

 

I’m scared—scared that one day, I’ll have to experience this kind of loss again and again…”

 

Her voice faltered as her small frame began to tremble. She didn’t fear combat, nor the hardships of cultivation, but the thought of losing her loved ones terrified her to her core.

 

The image of being left alone, even if she attained the pinnacle of immortality, filled her with dread.

 

Hearing her words, Yun Yanshui felt a pang in his chest. He looked ahead at their parents’ figures shrouded in rain and couldn’t help but feel a hint of melancholy.

 

“Don’t overthink it. Live well each day and cherish the present,” he said solemnly.

 

“But, Brother, aren’t you afraid?”

 

“What’s the use of fear? Someday, we’ll face these separations—it’s inevitable. Perhaps we’ll grow used to it over time.

 

What we can do now is cherish the time we have with our parents and family while they’re still here,” Yun Yanshui replied with surprising maturity.

 

“Brother, you won’t leave me, will you?”

 

“Never. I’ll always be by your side,” he said, his lips curling into a gentle smile as he affectionately ruffled her hair.

 

Then, bending down, he picked up a handful of muddy rainwater from the ground.

 

“What are you doing, Brother?” she asked, puzzled.

 

“Guess!” he teased before smearing the mud across her face with a mischievous grin.

 

“Aaaah!”

 

Yun Yanshuang shrieked, her face a mix of shock and fury. Watching her brother laugh uncontrollably, she clenched her fists and shouted, “Yun Yanshui, you’re asking for it!”

 

With that, she scooped up a handful of wet mud and chased after him, hurling it with all her might.

 

“Water! Shuang’er! Don’t get too wild out there!”

 

Their father, Yun Yunshan, shook his head with a smile as he watched his children’s antics through the rain.

 

“Father, it’s Brother’s fault for bullying me first!” Yun Yanshuang retorted playfully, her pout barely concealing her laughter.

 

Inside, their voices echoed through the rain—a fleeting moment of levity amidst the heaviness of grief.

 

“Did you manage to find the antidote for the Hearing Gu?” Yun Yunyang asked, his expression grave.

 

“Uncle, you needn’t worry. On my way back, I visited Master. He personally forced the Hearing Gu out of my body, so there’s no longer any need to search for the antidote.”

 

“I see,” Yun Yunyang nodded, visibly relieved. “Then I can rest easy knowing the matter is resolved.”

 

“This mission must have been grueling for you and Shuang’er. Later, I’ll ask your Uncle Yunxun to prepare some spiritual peaches as a reward for your efforts. When the imperial court sends their official rewards, the family will grant you additional recognition for your contributions.”

 

A rare smile broke through Yun Yunyang’s typically stern demeanor.

 

“Nephew has another matter to report,” Yun Yantian said, his tone serious.

 

“What is it?”

 

“This mission has completely soured my relationship with Sun Fenglin of the Blue Lin Sun Clan,” he explained, recounting the events at the ancient battlefield in meticulous detail.

 

Yun Yantian’s voice was steady, but his heart weighed heavy. He wasn’t sure whether his decisions had been wise or reckless, so he sought his uncle’s counsel.

 

“You needn’t dwell on this matter. You acted without fault,” Yun Yunyang said firmly.

 

“In fact, it was Sun Fenglin who failed to conduct himself honorably. I suspect the Blue Lin Sun Clan will soon attempt to mend relations under the guise of paying their respects to your second granduncle.

 

When that happens, stay by my side and give them an opportunity to save face. But let this serve as a lesson—alliances are fragile, and trust must be earned.

 

As for your concerns about the Gu Master Sect retaliating against our Yun family, you can rest easy.

 

The intelligence we’ve received from the Yulin Wang Clan suggests the imperial court, along with major cultivation families across the Yue Kingdom, has launched a widespread operation to suppress the Gu Master Sect. Those rogues are now akin to rats scurrying through the streets—desperate and cornered.

 

Besides, with the Old Daoist master watching over our clan, they wouldn’t dare act recklessly.”

 

“That said, remain cautious when you and Shuang’er travel. Always keep your guard up.”

 

“Yes, Uncle. I understand.”

 

“Good. Go rest for now. Once the rain clears, we must hold vigil for your second granduncle tonight.”

 

“Nephew takes his leave.”

 

The early summer rain came quickly and left just as fast.

 

As the skies began to clear, rays of golden sunlight pierced through the dispersing clouds, illuminating the Yun family estate. In the distance, a magnificent rainbow arched across the horizon, casting a serene glow over the mountainous landscape.

 

The news of Yun Lidizhen’s passing had spread. Officials like Lu Zizai and Chang Yuan, along with prominent merchants led by Qin Yang, arrived at the Yun estate to pay their respects.

 

Dressed in mourning attire, Yun Yunyang stood at the estate’s entrance with his brothers, humbly welcoming every guest who came to offer their condolences.

 

Inside a carriage adorned with the Sun Clan’s crest, Sun Tianming sat across from his son Sun Fenglin and nephew Sun Fengli.

 

“When we arrive at the Yun estate, you must apologize sincerely. Fengli, this is especially true for you!” Sun Tianming’s stern gaze bore into his defiant nephew.

 

“If we cannot repair relations with the Yun family, don’t blame me for showing no mercy,” he warned.

 

Since Sun Fenglin had recounted every detail of the mission to the Cloudy Outlands, Sun Tianming knew they were in trouble. Relations between the two clans had already frayed, and now a single misstep could escalate tensions further.

 

When news reached him of Yun Lidizhen’s passing, he saw an opportunity. With urgency, he prepared rare medicinal herbs, gold, and jewels, then set out with his sons for the Yun estate.

 

“I understand, Grandfather,” Sun Fengli muttered, his voice low and begrudging.

 

At the estate entrance, Yun Yantian stood vigil with his eldest uncle, welcoming guests. From afar, he noticed the distinct crest of the Sun Clan’s carriage approaching.

 

“Uncle, it’s the Blue Lin Sun Clan,” Yun Yantian remarked, silently admiring Yun Yunyang’s foresight.

 

Chapter 93 Clearing Up Misunderstandings

 

The rain eased into a gentle drizzle as Sun Tianming, accompanied by his son Sun Fenglin and nephew Sun Fengli, approached Yun Yunyang at the Yun family estate.

 

“Brother Yunyang, I have heard of the passing of your elder. I have come to pay my respects and offer my condolences. Please accept my sympathies,” Sun Tianming said, bowing deeply.

 

“We are grateful for your presence, Brother Tianming,” Yun Yunyang replied courteously.

 

“As close neighbors, it is only proper,” Sun Tianming said with a warm smile.

 

“I have also brought a small offering to express my condolences. Please accept it as a token of respect,” he added, signaling his attendants to present the prepared gifts.

 

They carried bundles of fine ginseng, lingzhi mushrooms, and other valuable herbs. Additionally, there were chests filled with gold, silver, and jewels. While not directly useful for cultivation, these items held immense value for the Yun family’s mortal members.

 

“Brother Tianming, this is far too generous,” Yun Yunyang said, making a show of declining the gifts, though he ultimately instructed his clan members to accept them.

 

“Please don’t say that. When my family faced trouble in the past, you came bearing gifts and support. It’s only fitting I return the gesture now,” Sun Tianming said sincerely.

 

“Furthermore, I came today not just to offer my respects but to address another matter,” he continued, his tone becoming serious.

 

“Oh? And what matter might that be?” Yun Yunyang asked, feigning ignorance.

 

“My son Fenglin and nephew Fengli recently joined your clan’s young cultivators in the mission to the Cloudy Outlands. I have since learned of their actions during the mission, which were utterly inappropriate.

 

Fenglin’s thoughtlessness and Fengli’s arrogance caused unnecessary discord. I have brought them here today so they may personally apologize to your family’s young cultivators,” Sun Tianming said earnestly.

 

Turning to his son and nephew, he barked, “Fenglin, Fengli, step forward!”

 

Sun Fenglin approached Yun Yantian with a deep bow, his tone genuine and humble. “Brother Yantian, I deeply regret my poor judgment during the mission. Please forgive me. I hope we can put this matter behind us.”

 

Following suit, Sun Fengli bowed as well, though his words carried less sincerity. “Brother Yantian, I apologize for my actions. I hope you can let bygones be bygones,” he said, but his reluctant tone betrayed his true feelings.

 

“There’s no need for apologies,” Yun Yantian said evenly. “I have already put the matter out of my mind.”

 

Sun Fenglin let out a small sigh of relief. He knew Yun Yantian’s response was likely a formality, but it was a positive sign nonetheless.

 

“Thank you, Brother Yantian, for your magnanimity,” Sun Fenglin said with a faint smile.

 

Yun Yunyang, observing the exchange, chuckled warmly and said, “Brother Tianming, rest assured. These are minor disputes among young ones, hardly worth dwelling on. They won’t affect the relationship between our two families.”

 

Sun Tianming’s smile faltered for a moment as he caught the subtle barb in Yun Yunyang’s words. Still, he maintained his composure. “Brother Yunyang, you are indeed gracious.”

 

After a brief pause, he shifted the conversation. “By the way, Brother Yunyang, does your clan have any eligible young members of marriageable age?”

 

Yun Yunyang raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise. “Why do you ask, Brother Tianming?”

 

“To be frank, my family has a young lady of suitable age who has yet to find a match. I thought it might be a good idea to form an alliance between our two families through marriage,” Sun Tianming explained with a smile.

 

The proposal was clear—Sun Tianming was eyeing Yun Yantian as a potential match for his clan’s young lady.

 

Yun Yunyang’s gaze flicked to Yun Yantian, who stood silently by his side.

 

“Yantian, what do you think?” Yun Yunyang asked, giving his nephew the authority to decide.

 

Yun Yantian bowed slightly and replied, “Uncle, I appreciate the consideration, but for now, I wish to focus solely on my cultivation. Marriage is not something I am currently thinking about.”

 

Sun Tianming’s face tightened momentarily before he sighed. “It seems the Sun family is not fated to form such a bond with the Yun family.”

 

Yun Yunyang chuckled, trying to ease the tension. “Yantian speaks plainly, Brother Tianming. Please don’t take it to heart.”

 

“Not at all, Brother Yunyang. It was presumptuous of me to suggest it,” Sun Tianming said graciously, though his disappointment was evident.

 

“That said,” Yun Yunyang added with a smile, “our clan still has three other young ones of suitable lineage. While they are not yet of marriageable age, perhaps they could be considered in the future.”

 

Sun Tianming nodded, a glimmer of hope returning to his expression. “I would be honored to revisit this topic when the time is right.”

 

The two patriarchs exchanged polite words, but beneath the surface, the conversation was laced with unspoken calculations and restrained tension.

 

Yun Yunyang looked at Sun Tianming, his expression calm yet warm. “Let me first consult with my three nephews and determine their thoughts. If they agree, we’ll proceed to establish a formal engagement. Once my nephew reaches the appropriate age, we’ll arrange for the marriage. How does that sound, Brother Tianming?”

 

“Haha! That would be perfect!” Sun Tianming said with a hearty laugh.

 

Though his family’s young lady was of decent appearance, she lacked a spiritual root and was an ordinary mortal. To marry her into the Yun family, especially to someone of Yun Yantian’s caliber, was an ambition that even Sun Tianming knew bordered on overreaching. His proposal was a gamble—a trial to see if it might succeed.

 

Hearing Yun Yunyang’s proposal to establish an engagement first and arrange the marriage later was beyond Sun Tianming’s expectations. Naturally, he was overjoyed.

 

“Brother Tianming, please come inside and take your seat. I’ll join you shortly,” Yun Yunyang said after exchanging pleasantries.

 

“Of course.” Sun Tianming clasped his hands together in a respectful gesture before leading his son, nephew, and other family members into the Yun estate.

 

Inside the estate, the county magistrate, Lu Zizai, and other prominent figures, including Chang Yuan and Qin Yang, quickly approached Sun Tianming, engaging him in polite conversation.

 

Yun Yunyang, turning to his nephew, said, “Yantian, summon your third and fourth uncles. Tell them I’d like to discuss something with them.”

 

With a flicker of movement, Yun Yantian disappeared into the estate, returning shortly with Yun Yunfeng and Yun Yunshan.

 

“Big Brother, what’s the matter?” Yun Yunfeng asked, his tone curious.

 

“Come, let’s sit under the old scholar’s tree. We can discuss it in peace,” Yun Yunyang replied with a faint smile.

 

The three brothers made their way to the shaded area beneath the ancient tree where the blind elder resided. Offering the old man a respectful bow, they seated themselves around the stone table.

 

Meanwhile, Yun Yunrui had taken over the responsibility of welcoming guests.

 

“Earlier, Sun Tianming expressed his intention to form an alliance with our family through marriage. He proposed marrying one of their daughters to someone in our family. What are your thoughts?” Yun Yunyang asked directly.

 

Yun Yunshan frowned slightly. “Yansong and Yanbai are only eleven and ten years old, respectively. It’s too early for them to marry.”

 

“Water—er, Yan Shui—is also quite young. He’s barely ten,” Yun Yunshan added, referring to his son.

 

His hesitation wasn’t just about age. Yun Yanshui, though a cultivator, had no visible spiritual roots. Marrying him off risked exposing his secret, which could lead to catastrophic consequences for the family.

 

“Haha, don’t worry,” Yun Yunyang reassured with a chuckle. “It’s just an engagement for now. The marriage can wait until the appropriate age.”

 

“Then let’s arrange it for Yansong,” Yun Yunfeng suggested. “He’s already eleven, and in four years, he’ll be old enough. By then, our work on the spirit spring and the irrigation of the spiritual fields will also be complete. His marriage would coincide with a period of prosperity for the family—truly a double blessing.”

 

“And you, Yunshan?” Yun Yunyang asked.

 

“I agree with Third Brother’s suggestion. Let’s arrange the engagement for Yansong and proceed with the marriage when he comes of age,” Yun Yunshan replied after a moment’s thought.

 

“Good. Then it’s decided,” Yun Yunyang said with a satisfied nod.

 

The three brothers rose, offering another bow to the blind elder. Before leaving, Yun Yunyang instructed a servant to bring fine wine and delicacies to the old man.

 

Back inside the estate, Yun Yunyang met Sun Tianming again.

 

After discussing the details, they formally agreed to the engagement between Sun Tianming’s granddaughter and Yun Yansong. Sun Tianming beamed with satisfaction, nodding enthusiastically.

 

As the sun began to set, casting golden hues across the Yun family estate, the sounds of rain had long faded, replaced by the murmurs of guests offering condolences and congratulations. This day marked both a somber farewell and a promising alliance between two families.

 

Chapter 94 Blueprint for the Future

 

The rain-soaked heavens seemed a distant memory as the Yun family had returned to their routine lives.

 

Inside the forging chamber, Yun Yanshui stifled a yawn while cradling the ever-growing Gold-Eyed Beast, which was now the size of a small dog. Meanwhile, his younger sister Yun Yanshuang was diligently working at the forge, her focus razor-sharp.

 

It had been over a month since their second grandfather’s passing and burial, and the rhythm of life had gradually settled back into place.

 

Notably, the court’s rewards for their efforts had arrived during this time, bringing significant bounty to the Yun family. Among the spoils were 800 lower-grade spirit stones, 50 jin of spirit rice, 30 Embryo Breath Pills, 10 Healing Pills, 10 first-grade Yellow-tier Fireball Talismans, and 10 first-grade Yellow-tier Ice Arrow Talismans. This windfall greatly replenished the family’s coffers and spirits.

 

More importantly, a manuscript detailing the cultivation and nurturing of spiritual plants was also part of the reward, much to the delight of Yun Yunyang. Seizing the opportunity, he began planning the implementation of this newfound knowledge for the family’s benefit.

 

In addition to these rewards:

 

A portion of the spirit stones was used to purchase spiritual ores for Yanshuang to refine and practice her forging skills.

 

Another portion went to Yanshui for the care and feeding of the Gold-Eyed Beast, whose appetite grew larger with each passing day.

 

The rest were distributed between Yantian for his cultivation and other expenses, with a reserve secured in the family treasury.

 

The chamber was alive with the soft hum of the forge and the occasional grumble.

 

“Woo~”

 

The Gold-Eyed Beast wagged its tail eagerly, its bright eyes fixed on Yanshui’s pouch.

 

“You just ate, and now you’re hungry again?” Yanshui scolded, rolling his eyes.

 

“Woo…” The creature whimpered, lowering its head in a pitiful display.

 

“Ugh, you’re too good at this,” he sighed, his resolve melting as he reached into his pouch and handed over a lower-grade spirit stone. “Fine, here—take it.”

 

With a delighted yip, the beast devoured the spirit stone, its eyes alight with satisfaction as it emitted a series of happy growls.

 

“Brother! I did it!” Yun Yanshuang’s voice rang out from across the chamber, brimming with excitement.

 

Turning toward her, Yanshui saw her proudly holding a sleek black dagger in her hand. He approached, his curiosity piqued.

 

The blade was sharp, its edge gleaming with a cold, lethal glint. Crimson runes traced intricate patterns along the surface, exuding a faint aura of power.

 

“This is good work,” Yanshui said after examining the weapon. “Judging by its quality, it’s a first-grade Yellow-tier weapon, and it’s almost at the peak of that tier too.”

 

He nodded approvingly. “To complete this in a month is impressive, Shuang’er!”

 

“Ehehe, but I didn’t just make one!” she replied with a mischievous grin, pulling out an identical blade from behind her.

 

“Two?” Yanshui’s jaw dropped.

 

“Yep! I made sure to use every bit of the spiritual ore that Uncle brought back. None of it went to waste!” Yanshuang said proudly.

 

“Impressive!” Yanshui gave her a big thumbs up. “Two peak Yellow-tier daggers in just over a month, and with no wasted resources? You’re a genius at forging!”

 

He felt immense pride, not just for his sister’s achievements but also for the foresight their father had shown in encouraging her to take up forging.

 

Her talents, coupled with his unique ability to replicate skills and abilities, had also pushed his own forging abilities to new heights. He silently thanked the bronze mirror artifact that had bestowed this mysterious capability upon him.

 

“Brother, let’s go show Father!” Yanshuang suggested, her eyes sparkling.

 

“Good idea,” Yanshui replied, smiling as he led the way. Together, they left the forging chamber and headed toward the weapons workshop’s main hall, where Yun Yunshan was busy managing various affairs.

 

“Father,” they called out in unison.

 

“Father!”

 

Yun Yanshui and Yun Yanshuang greeted in unison as they entered the room.

 

“Ah, sit down!”

 

Yun Yunshan looked up from his work, his face lighting up with a warm smile.

 

“Father, Shuang’er has successfully forged the spiritual ore that Uncle bought for us into spirit-grade daggers,” Yanshui announced, beaming with pride. “And the quality is exceptional—both are peak Yellow-tier, first-grade weapons!”

 

“Hahaha! Shuang’er, you never fail to make me proud!” Yun Yunshan laughed heartily, his joy evident.

 

“Ehehe!” Yanshuang grinned sheepishly as she retrieved the two daggers, placing them on the table. “Father, what should we do with these two weapons?”

 

“We’ll keep one in the family’s treasury to be used by future family members with spiritual roots,” Yun Yunshan said after inspecting the daggers, his expression approving. “As for the other, I’ll have your uncle arrange for its sale. A single dagger of this quality should fetch enough spirit stones to cover the cost of the materials—and even leave us with a profit.”

 

“Got it!” Yanshuang replied cheerfully.

 

“I’ll head to Master’s place now to continue my training,” Yanshuang added, her eagerness unmistakable.

 

“Alright, be careful on your way,” Yun Yunshan advised with a smile.

 

“Father, I’ll head back too,” Yanshui said, cradling the Gold-Eyed Beast in his arms. “It’s about time for lunch. Don’t forget to eat too.”

 

“Understood. Go on now,” Yun Yunshan said, watching fondly as his children left the room one after another.

 

Once they were gone, Yun Yunshan carefully finished up the remaining tasks related to the weapons workshop. He then took the two spirit daggers and headed to the family’s ancestral hall.

 

Inside the hall, the Yun family’s leadership convened.

 

“Father-in-law,” Qin Zhan began, seated respectfully across from Yun Yunyang. “I plan to expand the family’s weaving and dyeing workshops beyond the estate. With the growing demand, it’s essential to hire more workers from the county to meet production needs.”

 

Ever since becoming the family’s son-in-law, Qin Zhan had taken over managing the family’s textile operations, using his expertise to bring in substantial profits. As someone born into a merchant family, his talent for business exceeded even Yun Yanling’s, making him an invaluable asset.

 

Under his guidance, the family’s weaving and dyeing businesses had flourished, prompting his proposal for expansion. He also envisioned selling their textiles beyond nearby towns and eventually throughout the entire Yue Kingdom.

 

“Good. Your management of the workshops has been impressive,” Yun Yunyang said, nodding approvingly. “The success speaks for itself. I trust your judgment—go ahead with your plans. The family will provide full support.”

 

“Thank you, Father-in-law,” Qin Zhan replied with a respectful bow, his face glowing with gratitude.

 

As Qin Zhan’s discussion concluded, Yun Yunrui chimed in.

 

“Yunyang Brother, the family’s tea and ironworks businesses are also thriving. We’re considering expanding their operations too, though it’ll require significant funds.”

 

“Money isn’t an issue,” Yun Yunyang replied confidently. “The family has accumulated plenty of wealth from our growing ventures.”

 

“Understood. In that case, I’ll proceed with the plans,” Yunrui said, his tone firm.

 

The conversation soon turned to the court’s reward for the family’s recent accomplishments.

 

“Have the cultivation methods for spiritual plants been passed to Yanshuang and Yantian?”

 

“Yes,” Yun Yunshan confirmed. “They’ve begun studying them. Once Yunfeng completes the irrigation system for the spiritual fields, Shuang’er and Yantian will guide the family in planting spiritual rice.”

 

“Excellent, excellent!” Yun Yunyang exclaimed, his face glowing with satisfaction.

 

With the family’s development proceeding smoothly, Yun Yunyang couldn’t help but dream of the future.

 

“If all goes well, we might one day transform our family’s shops into spiritual markets, catering to cultivators from across the region. Perhaps, we can even build our own cultivation bazaar!”

 

The idea of establishing a Yun family spiritual bazaar—a hub for cultivators—sparked excitement among the gathered family leaders. Yet, they all understood that such ambitions would require careful planning and time.

 

For now, their focus remained on steady growth and maintaining the family’s prosperity.

 

Chapter 95 Dark Cave

 

“Big brother.”

 

Yun Yunshan entered the ancestral hall, bowing respectfully to his elder brother.

 

“Ah, Fourth Brother, what brings you here?”

 

“Shuang’er has forged all the spiritual Ore you purchased from the cultivation market a month ago into spiritual weapons. I’ve brought them here for you to inspect,” Yun Yunshan said with a smile.

 

Unwrapping the black cloth from the two daggers hanging at his waist, he handed them over.

 

Peeling away the covering, Yun Yunyang examined the daggers carefully. His eyes lit up with admiration as he beheld their fine craftsmanship.

 

“They’re excellent! It seems Shuang’er’s refining skills are advancing rapidly. These daggers are truly remarkable.”

 

“According to Shuang’er, both are peak Yellow-tier, first-grade spiritual weapons,” Yun Yunshan noted.

 

“I plan to submit one dagger to the family treasury and leave the other for you to sell at the cultivation market. The proceeds should more than cover the cost of the spiritual ore and leave us with a profit.”

 

“Understood. I’ll handle it as you suggest,” Yun Yunyang agreed with a small smile.

 

“It seems our family can now consider delving into refining as an ongoing endeavor.”

 

“Only if we have enough materials for it,” Yun Yunshan sighed.

 

“How is the Gold-Eyed Beast that Shui’er is raising?” Yun Yunyang asked suddenly.

 

“It’s grown quite a bit.”

 

“Big Brother, why bring that up now? Don’t tell me…”

 

“Exactly. Preparations are nearly complete. It’s time to send a party to investigate the location of the obsidian vein in Chuyun Mountain,” Yun Yunyang said with a knowing smile.

 

With Shuang’er’s refining abilities improving daily, the family’s lack of adequate refining materials had become a bottleneck. Although the family had accumulated some spirit stones recently, it wasn’t prudent to spend them all on buying spiritual ores.

 

If an obsidian vein existed, it would save the family considerable expenses. Why pay exorbitant prices for materials that could potentially be sourced directly?

 

“Haha! I understand. I’ll inform Second Brother about this. In a couple of days, I’ll take Shui’er with me to investigate the obsidian vein’s location,” Yun Yunshan laughed heartily.

 

“Good. I’ll leave this matter to you and Second Brother. I’ll oversee the weapon workshop in the meantime,” Yun Yunyang replied, nodding in approval.

 

The following morning, Yun Yanshui hugged the Gold-Eyed Beast tightly as he followed his father to the estate’s entrance. There, they joined his Second Uncle Yun Yunyue and several family guards in preparation for their journey to Chuyun Mountain.

 

“Get in the cart,” Yun Yunshan ordered.

 

Bending down, Yanshui ducked into the carriage with the Gold-Eyed Beast cradled in his arms.

 

“Hyah!”

 

With a crack of the reins, Yun Yunyue and Yun Yunshan led the way, accompanied by a troop of twenty guards, as they set off toward Chuyun Mountain.

 

After half a day’s journey, the group arrived at the base of the vast mountain range.

 

“I spent days searching this area with the family guard before but never found the obsidian vein,” Yun Yunyue said as he dismounted, scanning the endless expanse of lush forests before them.

 

“Let Shui’er’s Gold-Eyed Beast handle it,” Yun Yunshan suggested confidently. “With its keen sense of smell, it should be able to locate the obsidian vein’s hiding place.”

 

Yun Yunshan chuckled softly, turning to his son who was stepping out of the carriage with the Gold-Eyed Beast in his arms.

 

“Shui’er, now it’s your turn to shine. Your Second Uncle and the others are counting on you!”

 

“Don’t worry, Father!” Yun Yanshui grinned mischievously, setting the Gold-Eyed Beast on the ground.

 

“Alright, little rascal, it’s up to you now. Find that obsidian vein, and I’ll reward you with more spirit stones than you can eat!”

 

The Gold-Eyed Beast wagged its tail excitedly, its big, sparkling eyes lighting up at the mention of spirit stones. It bounced around happily, yipping and howling as though it understood the promise of a reward.

 

“Here, a little snack first,” Yun Yanshui said indulgently, pulling a spirit stone from his pocket and feeding it to the eager beast.

 

Crunch, crunch~

 

The Gold-Eyed Beast devoured the stone with glee and then darted into the forest, its nose to the ground as it began sniffing for traces of obsidian.

 

“Father, Second Uncle, let’s hurry and follow it!” Yun Yanshui called, leading the group into the dense forest.

 

The party trailed the beast as it moved through Chuyun Mountain, sniffing and pausing intermittently. Hours turned into days as they pushed deeper into the wild terrain.

 

By the second day, Yanshui began to recognize their surroundings.

 

“This path… it looks familiar. I think we’ve been here before,” he murmured to himself before realization struck.

 

“This is the same route we took when leaving the ancient battlefield!”

 

“Woof, woof!”

 

At dawn, the Gold-Eyed Beast stood atop a cliff overlooking a deep gorge. It barked excitedly, signaling it had made a discovery.

 

“This gorge… so this is the ancient battlefield. Could it be that the obsidian vein is hidden here?”

 

“Could the battle between those two tribes a century ago have been over this vein?”

 

Yanshui’s mind raced as he took in the familiar sight.

 

“Shui’er, are you sure this is the place where Shuang’er and Yantian apprehended the cultists?”

 

“Yes, Father! Shuang’er told me all about it. This battlefield is where they captured that Gu God Cult disciple. She also mentioned that this area was once the site of a brutal conflict between two tribes.”

 

“Interesting… If the Gold-Eyed Beast is onto something, then the obsidian vein might truly be buried here,” Yun Yunshan mused.

 

“Get the climbing ropes out! Everyone prepare to descend into the gorge,” Yun Yunyue ordered, wasting no time.

 

The Yun family guards quickly unpacked their climbing gear, fastening hooks and ropes to descend the cliff.

 

Once at the bottom of the gorge, the group was greeted by an eerie sight: skeletal remains littered the ground, remnants of the tribal war that had taken place here a century ago.

 

Among the bones were newer, mangled corpses—victims of the recent battle against the Gu God Cult, including some from Yuncang County and Lan Lin County.

 

Yun Yunshan and Yun Yunyue exchanged grave looks. It was clear how perilous Shuang’er and Yantian’s mission had been.

 

“Woof, woof!”

 

The Gold-Eyed Beast darted through the gorge, occasionally stopping to sniff before barking to call the group forward.

 

“Let’s move,” Yun Yunyue urged, gesturing for the group to follow.

 

The gorge narrowed the further they went, its shadowy depths growing colder and darker. A bone-chilling wind swept through the narrow passage, unnerving even the seasoned guards.

 

“Stay alert,” Yun Yunyue warned, gripping his spear tightly.

 

The group pressed on until the Gold-Eyed Beast stopped in front of a cave entrance, barking excitedly. Without hesitation, it ran inside.

 

“This cave… the walls show clear signs of being carved by human hands,” Yun Yunshan noted, running his fingers over the stone as he entered with a torch.

 

“Not just that. These carvings are ancient. Shui’er might be right—the two tribes probably fought over the obsidian vein here,” Yun Yunyue added, examining the surroundings.

 

“They must have wanted to claim the vein for themselves, only to destroy each other in the process. Their greed likely buried this secret with them for over a century.”

 

“Even if most of the obsidian has already been mined, whatever remains should suffice for our family’s needs,” Yun Yunshan said, his voice brimming with optimism.

 

“Haha, exactly, Second Brother!”

 

“Let’s keep moving. The vein might be further inside,” Yun Yunyue instructed, raising his torch higher as they ventured deeper into the cave.

 

Chapter 96: Twin Phoenixes

 

The cave extended deep into the mountain.

 

Based on Yun Yunshan and Yun Yunyue’s exploration, it was evident that this place was a mining tunnel.

 

Numerous pathways, resembling a maze, stretched into various sections of the mountain within the canyon, leading to unknown destinations. Along the way, they encountered several dilapidated mining carts and tools, remnants left behind from previous mining activities.

 

“Father, Second Uncle, come and take a look!”

 

Up ahead, Yun Yanshui called out cheerfully.

 

Yun Yunshan and Yun Yunyue hurried forward, only to see faintly glimmering black stones embedded in the rock walls of the mine.

 

Those black stones were none other than obsidian.

 

“What a stroke of fortune! We’ve finally found it!”

 

Seeing the obsidian embedded in the stone walls, likely untouched by the previous two tribes, both Yun Yunshan and Yun Yunyue were overjoyed.

 

“Good job, you little rascal!”

 

Squatting down, Yun Yanshui affectionately rubbed the head of the golden-eyed beast and generously fed it five low-grade spirit stones, which made the little creature ecstatic.

 

“Fourth Brother, return to the clan with Yantian and report the situation to Big Brother in full detail. Have him arrange for people and mining tools to extract the obsidian from here immediately. I’ll stay here with the other clan members to guard the mining site.”

 

After his excitement subsided, Yun Yunyue promptly issued instructions.

 

“Understood,” Yun Yunshan nodded in agreement and, without delay, left the site with his son.

 

At the Yun Clan’s ancestral hall:

 

“Brother Yunyang, wonderful news! Wonderful news!”

 

Yun Yunrui rushed in, beaming with excitement.

 

“What wonderful news? Did Second Brother and Fourth Brother discover something?”

 

“No, no, this is about the clan. Recently, we’ve had over a dozen newborns, and among them, Brother Yunlin’s two newborn granddaughters both possess spiritual roots. I’ve already tested them with the Spirit Root Stone—both are ranked fourth-grade!”

 

Yun Yunrui spoke with barely contained enthusiasm.

 

“Haha! That is indeed great news worth celebrating!”

 

Hearing this, Yun Yunyang couldn’t help but feel elated.

 

Yun Yunlin was a branch descendant of the Yunshang Yun Clan and a prominent member of its leadership. Last year, his son had married the daughter of a wealthy merchant from Yuncang County.

 

By now, it was about time for his daughter-in-law to give birth, and as expected, she had recently delivered.

 

What was unexpected, however, was that both granddaughters were born with spiritual roots. Though fourth-grade spiritual roots were considered mediocre in aptitude, for a family where spiritual roots were rare, possessing them at all was a priceless treasure!

 

“Let’s go! Let’s visit Yunlin’s residence and bring some gifts for his family.”

 

Overjoyed, Yun Yunyang gave the order and led many of the Yun clan’s key members straight to Yun Yunlin’s home.

 

Outside the village, a horse-drawn carriage came to a halt.

 

Yun Yunshan and his son had returned hastily from Mount Yunshan. It had taken them four to five days to locate the obsidian vein.

 

“Brother Yunru, where’s my elder brother?”

 

Upon returning to the village, Yun Yunshan encountered a young man in fine attire—Yun Yunru, who was about to head to the clan’s weapons workshop.

 

“Brother Yunyang has gone to Yunlin’s residence. I heard both of Yunlin’s newborn granddaughters possess spiritual roots!”

 

“Really?”

 

Yun Yunshan’s face lit up with joy.

 

“Of course it’s true. Many people from the village have already gone to congratulate him!”

 

Yun Yunru laughed heartily. He, too, had intended to visit his cousin Yunlin after hearing the news but had been delayed by work at the weapons workshop.

 

“Got it. You carry on with your work.”

 

“Understood, I’ll take my leave now.”

 

Yun Yunru nodded and walked away.

 

“Those two little ones are absolutely adorable—they look just like their mother!”

 

“Haha! But their mouths resemble Yan Ying’s.”

 

At Yun Yunlin’s residence, many members of the Yunshang Yun Clan had gathered to offer their congratulations. Everyone celebrated Yun Yunlin’s good fortune in having two precious granddaughters, both born with spiritual roots.

 

Yun Yunyang, holding a newborn in each arm, couldn’t help but smile from ear to ear.

 

“That rascal Yan Ying has truly brought honor to his father!”

 

Beside him, Yun Yunlin stroked his beard with a proud expression.

 

He recalled bringing his son, Yun Yanying, to consult a blind elder under a willow tree outside the village, hoping to learn whether his son had spiritual roots. Unfortunately, Yanying had not been blessed with such a fate and was destined to remain apart from the path of immortality.

 

Still, by marrying the daughter of a wealthy merchant from Yuncang County, Yanying had fathered two daughters, both gifted with spiritual roots. It was a dream come true for Yun Yunlin.

 

“Speaking of Yanying, where is he now?”

 

“Oh, he’s on his way back from Yuncang County. He’s been busy managing the family’s shops there. I’ve already sent someone to inform him.”

 

“That’s good. Once he’s back, he can meet his two precious daughters.”

 

“How is Li Yun’s health?”

 

“The midwife said it was a smooth delivery. Yun’er is physically weak right now and needs to rest and recover for a while,” Yun Yunlin replied with a smile.

 

Li Yun, his daughter-in-law, was the eldest daughter of Li Yi, a wealthy merchant from Yuncang County.

 

“Has she seen the children yet?”

 

“She has. To avoid disturbing her rest, I had someone bring the babies out.”

 

“Perfect timing. These supplements from the family can help Yun’er recover properly.”

 

Upon hearing that Li Yun’s health was stable, Yun Yunyang breathed a sigh of relief.

 

“Haha! You really didn’t need to bring so much!”

 

Yun Yunlin glanced at the towering pile of gifts—ginseng, lingzhi mushrooms, various other precious medicinal items, fruits, pastries, and even an assortment of pork, lamb, and beef. He couldn’t help but shake his head with a wry smile.

 

“This is just a small token from the family. Why say such things? That’s being too formal.”

 

“Besides, if Yun’er can’t finish them, there are still the two children. Newly born with spiritual roots, they’ll need premium nourishment to grow strong.”

 

Yun Yunyang gave Yun Yunlin a playful glare.

 

“You really have a way with words, don’t you? I can never win an argument with you!”

 

Yun Yunlin’s exasperation drew laughter from everyone present, creating a joyful and harmonious atmosphere.

 

“Big Brother.”

 

At this moment, Yun Yunshan entered the courtyard with his son.

 

“Haha! Fourth Brother, you’re back! Perfect timing—come take a look at Brother Yunlin’s two precious granddaughters!”

 

Seeing his younger brother return, Yun Yunyang immediately waved him over.

 

“Brother Yunlin, congratulations!”

 

Yun Yunshan stepped forward and cupped his hands in salute toward Yun Yunlin.

 

“No need for formalities.”

 

“Uncle Yunlin, may I take a look at the two little ones?”

 

Yun Yanshui stepped up with a grin.

 

“Of course! Why not?”

 

Yun Yunlin handed the two granddaughters to Yun Yanshui, letting him hold them.

 

Carrying the two babies, Yun Yanshui joined the other children in the clan—Yun Yanbai, Yun Yansong, and Yun Yandong—who were eager to play with them.

 

“Where’s Second Brother? Didn’t he come back with you?”

 

Yun Yunyang looked curiously at his younger brother.

 

“Second Brother is still guarding the mine.”

 

“Does that mean you’ve found the obsidian vein?”

 

Yun Yunyang’s eyes lit up.

 

Around them, Yun Yunrui, Yun Yunlin, and other Yun clan members also looked delighted.

 

“Yes.”

 

“Second Brother and I inspected it. That obsidian vein was mined many years ago, so there may not be much left. However, even so, the mine is still worth further exploration. It should still yield enough obsidian to meet our family’s current needs.”

 

Yun Yunshan recounted the events of their expedition to Mount Yunshan and the discovery of the obsidian vein in detail for everyone present.

 

“Well done! Excellent work!”

 

“Big Brother, right now, Second Brother is guarding the mine with a few clansmen. We need to quickly send more people to secure the site and begin mining in secret. Otherwise, if the Lanlin Sun Clan hears about it, they might have other ideas.”

 

“I understand. I’ll arrange for personnel to be dispatched as soon as possible.”

 

“Good! As for the mining tools, I’ll head back to the weapons workshop immediately and issue orders to have them forged.”

 

“To be safe, we’ll also need a cultivator to guard the site.”

 

Yun Yunyang stroked his chin thoughtfully.

 

“Send Yantian.”

 

“The mining operation can remain under Second Brother’s supervision. Having Yantian temporarily stay with his father to guard the mine would be ideal.”

 

“Very well. Let’s go with your suggestion.”

 

Chapter 97: The Weak and the Strong

 

“An obsidian vein?”

 

Sun Tianming’s expression hardened upon hearing the report from his clan members.

 

“Indeed, the Yun Clan has discovered an obsidian vein in Mount Yuncang. According to the report, they’ve already stationed guards near the vein. Additionally, they’ve deployed over a thousand troops from Yuncang County to secure the area.

 

Even one of their spirit root cultivators has been mobilized.”

 

“To think, such immense wealth didn’t fall into my Sun Clan’s hands but ended up with the Yun Clan instead,” Sun Tianming sighed, his tone heavy with frustration. His heart churned with unwillingness, but even more so, with envy.

 

The Sun Clan had once invested significant manpower and time in the hope of being the first to locate and seize the obsidian vein, which they saw as a cornerstone for revitalizing their family’s fortunes.

 

In their efforts, they had sacrificed many clansmen, and even his third brother, Sun Tianli, had been driven to madness.

 

Yet, despite their sacrifices, the Sun Clan had no fate with the obsidian vein.

 

And now, the Yun Clan had beaten them to it, uncovering the vein’s location. How could Sun Tianming accept this?

 

But with the situation as it stood, he could not act recklessly.

 

After all, the Yun Clan was growing stronger by the day. Word had it that two more spirit-root children were recently born to the clan, bringing their total to five! The Yun Clan’s future prosperity was foreseeable.

 

In contrast, the Sun Clan was struggling with every step.

 

Although they had recently received some rewards from the court for aiding in the capture of cultists from the Gu God Sect, Sun Tianming knew full well that the gap between the two clans remained vast.

 

If they were to compete secretly with the Yun Clan over the obsidian vein, it could jeopardize the marriage alliance they had worked so hard to secure in recent days.

 

“Patriarch, we must act quickly! How can we let the Yun Clan monopolize that obsidian vein and allow them to grow even stronger while we stand by and watch?”

 

“Exactly! If our Sun Clan makes a move, we might still have a chance to claim something for ourselves.”

 

Many of the Sun Clan’s elders turned to Sun Tianming, urging him to take action.

 

“The Yuncang Yun Clan is no longer what it used to be. They now have five spirit-root cultivators, and their future strength is predictable. My Sun Clan lags far behind.

 

Reckless actions could bring disaster upon our family.

 

Moreover, we’ve only just secured a marriage alliance with the Yun Clan. If we act now and they discover it, the relationship between our two families will be irreparably damaged.”

 

“What are we afraid of? Our clan has three spirit-root cultivators. Even if the Yun Clan has five, three of theirs are said to be newborn infants who haven’t even begun their cultivation.

 

How could they possibly compare to our Sun Clan?”

 

One of the Sun Clan elders spoke arrogantly, his tone full of disdain.

 

“It seems you don’t understand just how formidable the Yun Clan’s two spirit-root cultivators are,” Sun Tianming sighed, shaking his head at the arrogance of his clansmen.

 

“Fenglin, explain the situation in detail to your uncles and elders.”

 

Seeing the overconfidence of his family members, Sun Tianming felt compelled to let them understand the true disparity.

 

Sun Fenglin stood and began recounting the events at Mount Yunzhan’s ancient battlefield, detailing how the Yun Clan’s two spirit-root cultivators had worked together to capture a Gu God Sect cultist.

 

When the Sun Clan’s elders heard the full account, they gasped in shock.

 

They could scarcely believe that the Sun Clan’s three spirit-root cultivators had been utterly powerless against the Gu God Sect cultist and that it had taken the Yun Clan’s two cultivators to subdue him.

 

The difference in strength was staggering!

 

A heavy silence fell over the room. The Sun Clan’s elders, who had been full of bravado moments ago, now wore grim expressions.

 

“If my Sun Clan were strong enough, I wouldn’t stand idly by while the Yun Clan discovered the obsidian vein,” Sun Tianming finally said, breaking the tense silence.

 

“But the reality is that we are far from being a match for the Yun Clan. Opposing them would be sheer folly.

 

This is why I sought a marriage alliance with the Yun Clan—to bind our two families together.”

 

“So, are we just going to watch as the Yun Clan mines all the obsidian for themselves?”

 

“What else can we do? Do you have another plan?”

 

“Weakness leaves us with few choices, and you all should understand that by now.”

 

“What my Sun Clan must do is endure, quietly build our strength, and avoid making foolish enemies that would bring disaster upon us.”

 

Sun Tianming’s voice was firm and decisive, leaving no room for argument.

 

The room fell silent once more. Though some of the elders wanted to refute his words, they found themselves unable to do so.

 

Indeed, how many options does a weak family truly have?

 

In this world, the strong prey upon the weak.

 

This was true not only in the realm of cultivation but also in the mortal world.

 

In battles among the strong, the weak can only tremble in the cracks, struggling to survive.

 

“For now, let’s set this matter aside,” Sun Tianming said after a long pause.

 

“Fenglin, Fengxuan, and Fengli must focus on their cultivation. The family’s future honor and prosperity rest upon the three of you.”

 

“Also, I heard that the clan has recently welcomed a new spirit-root child?”

 

“Yes,” someone replied.

 

“What grade?”

 

“Fourth-grade.”

 

“Not as good as the Yun Clan, but it’s still something to be thankful for.”

 

“Very well, this meeting is over. You’re all dismissed.”

 

Sun Tianming waved his hand, signaling the end of the gathering.

 

After everyone had left, Sun Tianming gathered a few clan soldiers and prepared a carriage loaded with gifts for a visit to the Yuncang Yun Clan.

 

“The personnel for mining the obsidian in Mount Yunzhan has been fully arranged.

 

The county government has also dispatched 1,500 soldiers to ensure the security of the mine.

 

Yan Tian is stationed there as well, so the Lanlin Sun Clan wouldn’t dare attempt anything underhanded.

 

As for the transport logistics, the county government will also provide military escorts for the journey.”

 

Yun Yunrui reported the details to Yun Yunyang.

 

“How is my third brother’s side? Is everything normal?”

 

“Brother Yunfeng reports that everything is normal for now; no unusual incidents have occurred.”

 

“Good. Issue the following orders: From now on, part of the mined obsidian will be allocated to Shuang’er for refining.

 

Another portion will be escorted by our clan soldiers to Yulin County’s cultivation market for sale. I’ve arranged connections with the Wang family there; they’ll help us discreetly.”

 

Yun Yunyang spoke calmly.

 

“The Wang family won’t help us for free, I assume?”

 

“Of course not. They’ll take 60% of the spirit stones earned from the sale of our obsidian.”

 

“Sixty percent? That’s outright extortion!”

 

Yun Yunrui frowned, clearly dissatisfied.

 

“What choice do we have? My Yun Clan currently cannot compare to the Wang family of Yulin. For the family to develop steadily, sacrifices must be made in the early stages.

 

Once the clan grows stronger and we have a solid foundation, do you think the Wang family will be able to take advantage of us so easily?”

 

Yun Yunyang sighed at first but then a determined gleam flashed in his eyes.

 

While he was known for his mild temperament and sincerity in dealings, that didn’t mean he was a pushover. Neither he nor the Yun Clan would allow themselves to be manipulated.

 

However, until the family had fully matured, patience and restraint were necessary. Acting rashly would only lead to disaster.

 

“Wise words,” Yun Yunrui nodded in agreement.

 

“Brother Yunyang, someone from the Sun Clan is here!”

 

A Yun clansman hurried into the ancestral hall and respectfully informed Yun Yunyang.

 

“That hunting dog has quite the nose. It caught the scent and came running!”

 

Yun Yunyang sneered coldly.

 

He composed himself, adjusting his demeanor, and then led several core clan members to the estate’s entrance.

 

“Brother Yunyang.”

 

Seeing Yun Yunyang appear with his group, Sun Tianming quickly greeted him with a flattering bow.

 

“Brother Tianming, it’s been a while. How have you been?”

 

Yun Yunyang returned the greeting with a polite smile.

 

“I heard your esteemed clan has recently welcomed two new spirit-root children. I’m truly delighted for you! I’ve brought some gifts on behalf of my family as a gesture of congratulations. I hope Brother Yunyang will kindly accept them.”

 

“Brother Tianming, you’re too generous. Please, come inside!”

 

Yun Yunyang smiled and extended an inviting hand.

 

Though he knew full well that Sun Tianming’s visit had ulterior motives, it wouldn’t be appropriate to shut the door in his face.

 

Even if Sun Tianming’s intentions were clear, Yun Yunyang could only deal with him diplomatically.

 

“Your esteemed clan is growing stronger by the day. I can’t help but feel envious,” Sun Tianming remarked with a sigh once he was seated.

 

“It’s all thanks to the hard work and unity of our clansmen,” Yun Yunyang replied humbly.

 

“If only my Sun Clan could achieve even half of your accomplishments.”

 

“Brother Tianming, you’re diligent and disciplined. Under your leadership, the Sun Clan is also flourishing.”

 

“Brother Yunyang, please don’t mock me. I know my clan’s situation better than anyone.”

 

“These are heartfelt words, not mockery. Please, Brother Tianming, don’t misunderstand,” Yun Yunyang reassured him.

 

Chapter 98: Sitting on the fence

 

“My Sun Clan has faced many obstacles in development over the years. While we now have three spirit-root cultivators, another was recently born into the clan,” Sun Tianming remarked casually, ignoring Yun Yunyang’s polite words.

 

“Is that so? Congratulations, Brother Tianming!”

 

“Ah, but the lack of cultivation resources in the clan is a major concern. We have no reliable means of acquiring such resources. As our spirit-root cultivators grow stronger, their cultivation will require significant resources. This is currently my greatest worry.”

 

Yun Yunyang listened in silence, sipping his tea without a word.

 

He understood Sun Tianming’s intentions well enough but chose to feign ignorance, unwilling to be the first to break the silence. If he addressed the matter outright, he would lose the upper hand in the conversation.

 

“Brother Yunyang, I’ve heard rumors that your esteemed clan has been blessed with good fortune and discovered an obsidian vein in Mount Yuncang?”

 

“I’ll get straight to the point. My visit today is to seek a collaboration with your clan,” Sun Tianming finally said, unable to hold back any longer.

 

He couldn’t afford to let this opportunity slip away—a chance that might turn his family’s fortunes around.

 

The Sun Clan desperately needed cultivation resources, and he was willing to do whatever it took to secure them. If that meant swallowing his pride and asking for help, so be it.

 

“How does Brother Tianming propose we collaborate?” Yun Yunyang smiled.

 

Since Sun Tianming had laid his cards on the table, it would be pointless to continue playing coy. Besides, the two families were bound by a marriage alliance, making them future in-laws. It would be inappropriate to keep too much hidden.

 

“Your clan likely requires a large workforce for mining and transporting the obsidian, correct?” Sun Tianming tested the waters.

 

“Indeed. At present, we are somewhat short-handed for the task,” Yun Yunyang admitted.

 

“My Sun Clan is willing to provide manpower for mining and transportation. Your Yun Clan would only need to send supervisors to maintain order at the site.

 

In return, we would ask for just one-tenth of the mined obsidian as our share. That would be more than enough for us.”

 

Sun Tianming’s heart leaped with joy as he presented his proposal.

 

“Brother Tianming, to be honest, the vein my second brother discovered lies within the ancient battlefield in Mount Yuncang. You’re aware of that, aren’t you?”

 

“Yes, I’ve heard about it,” Sun Tianming replied.

 

“According to my second brother’s findings, a century ago, two tribes fought fiercely over that very vein. Before the conflict, those tribes had already extracted a significant portion of the obsidian in secret.

 

Currently, the remaining obsidian in the vein is not as abundant as it once was,” Yun Yunyang said with a sigh.

 

Fearing that Yun Yunyang was about to reject the collaboration outright, Sun Tianming quickly interjected, “My Sun Clan would settle for just half a tenth!”

 

“Brother Tianming, with such a concession, it would be unkind of me to refuse your proposal.

 

After all, our two families are future in-laws.”

 

“Indeed! Indeed!”

 

“Let’s do this—return home for now. I will discuss this with the clan and give you an answer shortly. How does that sound?”

 

Yun Yunyang spoke after some deliberation.

 

“Very well. I look forward to your good news, Brother Yunyang!”

 

Sun Tianming stood, cupped his hands in respect, and led his group of Sun Clan elders out of the Yun family estate.

 

“Brother Yunyang, are you seriously considering collaborating with the Sun Clan?” Yun Yunrui asked with a furrowed brow, watching Sun Tianming and his entourage depart.

 

“Why not?”

 

“I don’t understand. That obsidian vein was clearly discovered by our Yun Clan. Why should we collaborate with the Sun Clan and even offer them a share?”

 

“Yunrui, it’s not the thief you fear—it’s the thief’s intentions you need to watch out for.”

 

“What do you mean by that?”

 

“Just now, Sun Tianming mentioned that his Sun Clan now has four spirit-root cultivators and will need more cultivation resources in the future.

 

While it’s true that with Shuang’er and Yantian, our Yun Clan doesn’t fear their four spirit-root cultivators, we can’t guarantee the Sun Clan won’t resort to underhanded tactics to disrupt our mining efforts.”

 

Yun Yunyang explained his reasoning slowly.

 

“Is that all?”

 

“Of course not. There’s more to it.”

 

“What ultimately convinced me was Sun Tianming’s offer that his clan would take full responsibility for the mining and transportation.

 

Our Yun Clan only needs to send supervisors to oversee and guard the site!

 

This way, our clan saves a significant amount of manpower, money, and effort.

 

And don’t forget, the obsidian we mine and sell at the cultivation markets requires us to give 60% of the earnings to the Wang family in Yulin.

 

Since mining obsidian is a thankless task, why not give the Sun Clan a small share to let them handle the hard work?

 

Our Yun Clan can simply reap the benefits without lifting a finger,” Yun Yunyang concluded with a faint smile.

 

Hearing this, Yun Yunrui and the other Yun family elders couldn’t help but applaud, expressing their admiration for Yun Yunyang’s foresight.

 

“Haha! Brother Yunyang, your wisdom is unparalleled. I’m impressed!” Yun Yunrui said enthusiastically.

 

“Send someone to the Sun Clan shortly to inform Sun Tianming that we agree to the collaboration,” Yun Yunyang instructed.

 

“Also, notify my second brother to withdraw our clansmen who are currently handling the mining and transportation. Have him lead the clan soldiers to oversee and guard the site instead.”

 

“I’ll take care of it right away,” Yun Yunrui replied, bowing respectfully before leaving quickly.

 

The collaboration with the Sun Clan was finalized smoothly.

 

Upon receiving the message, Yun Yunyue, who was in charge of mining the obsidian vein in Mount Yuncang, immediately withdrew the Yun Clan members responsible for mining and transporting the obsidian.

 

Only a portion of Yun Clan soldiers remained to supervise and guard the site.

 

To ensure the Sun Clan’s personnel wouldn’t cause trouble, Yun Yunyue decided to station himself near the mine permanently.

 

As for Yun Yantian, he was sent back to the clan to continue his cultivation under the blind Daoist, preparing for future studies in talisman techniques.

 

Another scorching summer arrived, with the heat nearly unbearable.

 

A young man in fine attire pushed open the courtyard gate, followed by a large wolfhound, as he entered the yard.

 

“Mother, I want a bowl of pork trotter noodles!”

 

As soon as Yun Yanshui entered, he spotted Yun Qin, his mother, busy in the kitchen and called out with a grin.

 

“Alright, I’ll make it for you in a moment. Where’s your sister?”

 

“Shuang’er is still at the weapons workshop, refining tools. She should be back soon,” Yun Yanshui replied.

 

He then made his way to the shade of the courtyard’s willow tree and pulled a few pieces of obsidian from his pocket, tossing them into the wolfhound’s mouth.

 

Crunch, crunch!

 

The wolfhound, almost as tall as an adult human, quietly lay beside Yun Yanshui, chewing the obsidian and absorbing its unique spiritual energy to enhance its demonic power and cultivation.

 

Five years had passed in the blink of an eye.

 

Once a skinny, dark-skinned boy, Yun Yanshui had grown into a fifteen-year-old youth. Dressed in fine clothes, he carried himself with the grace of a young nobleman.

 

In these five years, much had changed.

 

Yun Yanshui’s cultivation had reached the eighth level of the Fetal Breath stage, nearing its peak.

 

His sister, Yun Yanshuang, had advanced to the sixth-level peak of the Fetal Breath stage, while their elder brother, Yun Yantian, had reached the sixth level of the same stage.

 

Even the younger clan members, Yun Wenxuan, Yun Wenyu, and Yun Wenrun, had begun their cultivation journeys, achieving the first-level peak and first level of the Fetal Breath stage.

 

Their progress in cultivation reflected directly on Yun Yanshui’s own growth, thanks to the interconnected cultivation techniques of the Yun Clan.

 

The family’s golden-eyed beast, now the size of a young ox, had spent the past five years feeding on spirit stones, obsidian, and various spiritual materials. Its strength had also advanced, reaching the peak of the third level of the Fetal Breath stage, further bolstering Yun Yanshui’s power.

 

“Brother, you’re back already?”

 

A gentle voice came from outside the courtyard gate.

 

A graceful figure stepped into the yard—a young woman in a flowing blue immortal dress. Her features were delicate, with a finely shaped nose, small lips, and snow-like skin.

 

Years of cultivation had imbued her with a natural, ethereal aura that made her beauty almost otherworldly, drawing the eye and holding it captive.

 

In five years, the once-little girl, Yun Yanshuang, had blossomed into a radiant young woman. Her every movement was elegant, capable of outshining even the most beautiful flowers.

 

“There’s nothing pressing at the workshop right now, so I came back early,” Yun Yanshui replied lazily, lying back on his chair.

 

He was no longer a child who could spend his days playing.

 

The clan had already tasked him with learning the management of the weapons workshop from Yun Yuncang to prepare him to take over its operations in the future.

 

“You’re clearly just slacking off!” Yun Yanshuang teased.

 

Chapter 99: Five Years Later

 

“You’re the one slacking off! Don’t you have to take care of the spirit fields in the back mountain?”

 

Yun Yanshui retorted with annoyance.

 

Over the past five years, Yun Yunfeng had successfully led the effort to channel the Purple Mist Spirit Spring from the depths of Yunzhan to the Yun family’s back mountain.

 

With years of nourishment, the barren fields that had been cultivated there had transformed into fertile spirit fields.

 

The clan had entrusted the management of these fields entirely to Yun Yanshuang and Yun Yantian, assigning them the responsibility of cultivating spirit rice and spirit plants.

 

Other clansmen in the village helped with tasks like weeding the spirit fields and harvesting spirit rice during the harvest season.

 

“Yan Tian is taking care of it!”

 

Yun Yanshuang pouted playfully.

 

“You’ve really got it easy, leaving everything for Yan Tian to handle,” Yun Yanshui teased.

 

“Hmph! I just finished refining tools!”

 

Yun Yanshuang crossed her arms and huffed indignantly before turning her attention away from her bickering brother. She began gently stroking the head of the golden-eyed beast, which was lying on the ground, full from its meal of spirit stones, and dozing off.

 

“Yanshui Uncle, Shuang’er Auntie!”

 

A childish voice echoed from outside the courtyard.

 

They looked up to see a group of young children, around four or five years old, playing at the entrance.

 

Leading the group was a chubby little boy in a bright red robe and cloud-patterned boots. His round face was adorable, and his sparkling black eyes shone like gemstones.

 

“Wenxuan, you’re back! Weren’t you staying in the county with your parents?”

 

Yun Yanshuang’s face lit up with joy when she saw the boy. She scooped him up into her arms with a wide smile.

 

“Father and Mother are busy with the business in the county, so they don’t have time for me. I visited my grandparents, my second uncle, and third aunt, played for a few days, and then came back.

 

Oh, and I bought lots of candies and pastries in the county! Shuang’er Auntie, try some!”

 

Yun Wenxuan pulled out a package of sweets and handed it to Yun Yanshuang.

 

“Did you share with the other kids?”

 

Yun Yanshuang accepted the candy with a smile, her gaze shifting to the children playing around the courtyard. Some had even gathered around the sleeping golden-eyed beast, curiously tugging at its ears.

 

The beast initially bared its teeth, ready to snap, but with Yun Yanshui and Yun Yanshuang nearby, it dared not act out. After all, it knew the difference between one good meal and regular, satisfying meals.

 

“Yes, I gave some to everyone,” Yun Wenxuan replied obediently with a nod.

 

Then he tilted his head and looked at Yun Yanshui, who was lounging on a chair and pretending to nap. “Yanshui Uncle, when are you getting married and giving me a little nephew or niece? Uncle Yansong’s child is about to be born, Uncle Yanbai is getting married soon, and Uncle Yandong is working at the county office now. I heard he’s courting someone—apparently, the magistrate’s daughter! She’s supposed to be really beautiful!”

 

“You little rascal, mind your own business,” Yun Yanshui muttered, yawning and turning over to continue pretending to nap.

 

“You’re almost fifteen already. If you wait a few more years, no one will want you!”

 

Yun Wenxuan’s small face was serious as he spoke.

 

Lying on the chair, Yun Yanshui’s temple throbbed with irritation. But after considering that this was his young nephew, he let it slide.

 

Kids say the darnedest things—why get worked up about it?

 

Listening to Yun Wenxuan talk like a little grown-up and lecture her brother with “life lessons” left Yun Yanshuang laughing uncontrollably.

 

“By the way, Shuang’er Auntie, I think I’m about to break through to the next stage!”

 

Seeing that Yun Yanshui wasn’t responding, Yun Wenxuan shook his head in exasperation and turned to Yun Yanshuang with a serious expression.

 

“Wenxuan, that’s amazing! Aren’t you just about to turn five?”

 

“Yep! In two months, I’ll be exactly five years old.”

 

“To break through to the second level of Breath Embryo at five—that’s incredibly fast!”

 

“Hehe! Even Wenyu and Wenrun are progressing well. Even though they have fourth-grade spirit roots, they’ve been cultivating diligently.

 

I just visited them at Grandpa Yunlin’s house earlier!”

 

“Speaking of Wenyu and Wenrun, why didn’t they come over to play with you?”

 

“They’re still busy cultivating. Grandpa Yunlin watches over them strictly and always reminds them to train hard.

 

After their daily cultivation, they also go to the back mountain with Uncle Yantian to learn how to grow spirit rice. They hardly have any time to play.”

 

“Poor kids,” Yun Yanshuang sighed.

 

“Shuang’er Auntie, I’m heading to the back mountain to check on Uncle Yantian.”

 

“Alright, go on!”

 

“Yanshui Uncle, I’m leaving now!”

 

“You little rascal, hurry up and scram! Stop disturbing my nap,” Yun Yanshui waved his hand dismissively, urging the chatterbox to leave quickly.

 

At the Yun Clan’s ancestral hall, Yun Yunrui provided an update to Yun Yunyang about the clan’s spirit-root cultivators.

 

“The clan’s five spirit-root cultivators are progressing well. Shuang’er has reached the peak of the sixth level of the Breath Embryo stage, and Yantian has reached the sixth level.

 

Wenxuan is at the peak of the first level of Breath Embryo and is said to be close to breaking through.

 

Wenyu and Wenrun are at the first level of Breath Embryo as well. Both sisters are diligent in their cultivation and often accompany Yantian to learn spiritual plant cultivation techniques, preparing for the future tasks of growing spirit rice and spirit plants for the family.”

 

Five years had passed, and Yun Yunrui had matured considerably from the young man he once was. Working closely with Yun Yunyang, he had learned much about leadership and family governance.

 

“How much spirit rice will the family harvest this year?” Yun Yunyang asked.

 

Years of tireless effort for the family had left Yun Yunyang’s temples graying, and his face bore signs of aging.

 

“Approximately 135 pounds,” Yun Yunrui replied.

 

“135 pounds? Not bad at all.”

 

“And the condition of the spirit plants?” Yun Yunyang inquired further.

 

Over the past five years, with the spirit stones earned from mining obsidian, Yun Yunyang had purchased various spirit plants to cultivate in the family’s back mountain fields. This was part of a long-term plan to prepare for Yun Yunxun’s research into alchemy.

 

“The spirit plants are thriving and in excellent condition,” Yun Yunrui reported.

 

“What about Shuang’er’s tool refining? How much has she produced this month?”

 

“This month, she has crafted 15 first-grade Yellow-tier spirit tools and 10 second-grade Yellow-tier spirit tools.”

 

“As usual, store some of the tools in the family’s treasure hall and send the rest to the Yulin County cultivation market for sale,” Yun Yunyang instructed.

 

“Speaking of the Yulin market, Brother Yunyang, there’s something I’d like to discuss,” Yun Yunrui interjected.

 

“What is it?”

 

“I believe our Yun Clan should consider renting a shop in the cultivation market. This would simplify the process of selling our spirit rice, spirit plants, obsidian, and spirit tools.

 

Over the years, we’ve relied heavily on the Wang family in Yulin to assist with these sales. But the portion they take has increased year after year. We can’t keep letting them exploit us like this.”

 

Yun Yunrui voiced his thoughts.

 

As the one responsible for managing the family’s finances, he had a deep understanding of how much the family relied on the Wang family for selling their goods. He had also seen firsthand how the Wang family’s demands grew larger each year, siphoning away much of the Yun Clan’s profits.

 

If this continued, the Yun Clan would risk becoming a subordinate to the Wang family, with most of the benefits going to them.

 

Yun Yunrui had long been considering ways to bypass the Wang family, such as renting their own shop and managing the sales directly. This would ensure more profits remained within the Yun Clan.

 

“You’ve made a valid point. I’ll take note of this and make sure we address it,” Yun Yunyang said with a nod.

 

For the family to grow stronger and achieve greater independence, they could no longer allow the Wang family to tighten its grip on their operations. It was time for the Yun Clan to take steps toward change.

 

“Brother Yunyang! Haha! I’ve done it! I’ve finally succeeded!”

 

Laughter rang out from outside the ancestral hall as Yun Yunxun walked in, his eyes bloodshot and wild with excitement.

 

“Brother Yunxun, what have you succeeded in?” Yun Yunyang quickly stepped forward and supported Yun Yunxun.

 

“I’ve finally discovered the method for refining Breath Embryo Pills!” Yun Yunxun exclaimed, trembling with excitement.

 

Six years—it had taken him six long years of relentless research. He had poured his heart and soul into this, working tirelessly day and night to uncover the formula.

 

Now, having achieved his goal, how could he not be overjoyed?

 

“Haha! That’s wonderful news! You’ve finally accomplished what you set out to do!” Yun Yunyang’s face lit up with joy and admiration for his cousin’s perseverance and success.

 

He had witnessed Yun Yunxun’s dedication over the years, locking himself away in his study, never marrying or having children. To ensure his branch of the family line continued, he had even adopted Yun Yandong to carry on his legacy.

 

Now that Yun Yunxun had succeeded in developing the Breath Embryo Pill, Yun Yunyang couldn’t be happier for him.

 

Chapter 100 – The Secret Realm of the Immortal Mansions

 

In the ancestral hall, Yun Yunrui, Yun Yunlin, and all the other Yun clan elders congratulated Yun Yunxun on his success after years of research.

 

“Although I’ve managed to develop the method for refining Breath Embryo Pills, it’s not enough on its own,” Yun Yunxun explained.

 

“To successfully refine the pills, we’ll need a cultivator to assist and a proper alchemy furnace.

 

I’ve already consulted the elder Daoist outside the village about this. He mentioned that the success rate and quality of pills refined by an alchemist not only depend on their skill but also heavily rely on the quality of the alchemy furnace.

 

A good alchemy furnace can greatly enhance both the success rate and the quality of the pills.”

 

“For years, Shuang’er has been studying artifact refinement. Her fire control skills are likely unmatched within the clan. Having her lead the refinement process with you assisting might just work.

 

As for the alchemy furnace, leave that to me,” Yun Yunyang said decisively.

 

“Brother Yunyang, may I handle the matter of the alchemy furnace myself?” Yun Yunxun asked hesitantly.

 

“Oh?”

 

“I’d like to take Shuang’er to the cultivation market in Yulin County to see if we can find a good alchemy furnace for purchase.”

 

“That’s a good idea. You’ve been cooped up in the clan for years. This would be a great opportunity to get out and relax.

 

Coincidentally, I’m also planning to visit the Wang family in Yulin. Let’s go together,” Yun Yunyang said with a warm smile.

 

“Thank you, Brother Yunyang,” Yun Yunxun said gratefully, clasping his hands in respect.

 

“Don’t be so formal. You’ve dedicated many years to the clan, and your success in developing the Breath Embryo Pill is something we should all be thanking you for,” Yun Yunyang replied with a smile, patting Yun Yunxun on the shoulder and urging him to rest and prepare for the trip.

 

“Brother Yunyang, the imperial court’s attendant, Master Li the Immortal, has arrived!”

 

A Yun clansman rushed in with excitement on his face.

 

“Is that so? Why wasn’t he welcomed in immediately?”

 

“Master Li is currently sitting under the willow tree outside the village, discussing the Dao with the elder Daoist.”

 

“Let’s go meet him,” Yun Yunyang ordered, quickly heading out with Yun Yunrui, Yun Yunlin, and the others.

 

Under the willow tree, Li Qing bowed respectfully to the blind elder Daoist.

 

“Elder Daoist, greetings.”

 

“Ah, no need to be so formal. Sit down,” the elder replied casually.

 

“Senior, I have a question,” Li Qing began earnestly.

 

“What is it?”

 

“Ever since your guidance last time, my cultivation has progressed significantly. I am now at the peak of the third level of the Qi Refinement stage, close to breaking through to the fourth level.

 

However, I’ve been stuck at this stage and cannot seem to advance further. I came to seek your advice.”

 

Li Qing explained his predicament with a humble demeanor.

 

“From Breath Embryo to Qi Refinement, what kind of Qi have you been absorbing?” the elder Daoist asked.

 

For cultivators in the Qi Refinement stage, it was essential to draw energy from the heavens and earth, often freeing them from the need for mortal sustenance.

 

This spiritual energy could come in various forms:

 

From lakes, it was known as “Lake Water Qi.”

 

From forests, it was “Autumn Forest Qi.”

 

From the sun, it was “Sun Essence Qi.”

 

From moonlight, it was “Moonlight Ascension Qi.”

 

Each type of Qi had unique properties, offering cultivators distinct benefits in their cultivation and combat abilities.

 

However, the type of Qi a cultivator absorbed depended on the specific techniques they practiced. Consuming the wrong Qi could obstruct progress and even lead to irreparable damage to one’s cultivation potential.

 

“The technique I practice is the Great Lake Imperial Heart Sutra, so the Qi I should absorb is ‘Lake Water Qi.’”

 

Li Qing answered truthfully.

 

“But the Qi within you is not ‘Lake Water Qi.’” The elder Daoist shook his head with a wry smile.

 

“This is because, years ago, I was impatient to advance and lacked guidance. I absorbed mixed Qi indiscriminately,” Li Qing admitted bitterly.

 

“Absorbing mixed Qi may allow for quick breakthroughs, but it contradicts your cultivation technique. Naturally, this will make future progress increasingly difficult,” the elder explained.

 

“I see now that my impatience back then has led to my current troubles. Is there any way to resolve this, Senior?”

 

“You must disperse the mixed Qi you’ve accumulated over the years and start anew by absorbing ‘Lake Water Qi.’

 

However, you understand the consequences of this, don’t you?”

 

“Yes, Senior, I do,” Li Qing replied with a bitter nod, his expression growing even more somber.

 

Dispersing years of accumulated Qi would mean his cultivation level would drop significantly.

 

Even if he survived the process, his cultivation would likely fall back to the peak of the ninth level of the Breath Embryo stage. It would then take him decades of effort to gather enough ‘Lake Water Qi’ to break through again

 

For a great cultivator in the Golden Core or Purple Mansion stage, a span of several decades was nothing more than a fleeting moment.

 

But for a small cultivator in the Qi Refinement stage like Li Qing, several decades was far too long.

 

What’s more, Li Qing was already over a hundred years old.

 

If he couldn’t successfully gather “Lake Water Qi” to break through and advance, what awaited him was the end of his lifespan and a return to dust.

 

Should he disperse the mixed Qi within his body or not?

 

For Li Qing, this decision was agonizing.

 

If he dispersed it and started over, the risk would be immense.

 

If he didn’t, his current level would stabilize, but progressing further would become nearly impossible.

 

He might never even reach the threshold of the Foundation Establishment stage before his life ended.

 

“Thank you, Senior, for your guidance. If the opportunity arises, I will try the method you’ve taught me,” Li Qing said, bowing respectfully after composing himself.

 

“Master Li,” Yun Yunyang called out as he approached several Yun clan elders.

 

First, they paid their respects to the blind elder Daoist before warmly greeting Li Qing.

 

“Haha! Brother Yunyang, it’s been years!”

 

“Yes, nearly six years now, isn’t it?”

 

“Time flies. Your Yun Clan has grown remarkably during these years—it’s truly admirable.”

 

Li Qing laughed heartily as he glanced back at the Yun family estate. The once modest village had been transformed.

 

The population had increased significantly, with adults diligently working and children playing happily. The entire scene was peaceful and thriving.

 

“It’s all thanks to your support, Master Li,” Yun Yunyang said humbly.

 

“I haven’t done much,” Li Qing replied modestly.

 

“Master Li, please come inside. We’ve prepared tea and refreshments to host you,” Yun Yunyang offered.

 

“Very well. I also have something important to discuss,” Li Qing said with a smile, walking into the Yun family estate with Yun Yunyang and the others.

 

“A secret immortal estate?” Yun Yunyang was stunned.

 

“That’s correct,” Li Qing confirmed.

 

“This secret immortal estate was discovered three years ago, located at the border between our Yue Kingdom and the Wu Kingdom.

 

The court plans to send people to explore it in hopes of finding some immortal opportunities.”

 

“I imagine it’s not just the court sending people?”

 

“Haha! You’re absolutely right. Representatives from the Three Families and Seven Sects will also participate.”

 

“What about the other cultivation families within the Yue Kingdom?”

 

“The court has already sent people to notify them.”

 

“This exploration sounds extremely dangerous,” Yun Yunyang said, frowning.

 

The Yun Clan had a few capable cultivators, such as Shuang’er and Yantian, but compared to the court’s immortal masters and the elite forces of the Three Families and Seven Sects, their strength was far from sufficient.

 

What’s more, the secret immortal estate was situated in a border region.

 

Yue Kingdom and Wu Kingdom were mortal enemies, having fought countless bloody battles in the past. Although the wars had subsided in recent years, covert conflicts between the two nations never truly ceased.

 

If Yue Kingdom’s cultivators ventured into the secret estate, Wu Kingdom’s cultivators would undoubtedly intervene, likely resulting in a deadly clash.

 

“That’s correct. Cultivators from Wu Kingdom will also join the exploration, making this venture incredibly perilous,” Li Qing said gravely.

 

“However, the court has not mandated that your Yuncang Yun Clan participate. Whether to send someone is entirely up to you, Brother Yunyang.”

 

“Thank you, Master Li, for informing us. I’ll take this into consideration,” Yun Yunyang said, bowing slightly.

 

“There’s no need to be so formal,” Li Qing replied, waving his hand dismissively.

 

“Oh, here’s the court’s annual tribute for your clan,” he added, retrieving a pouch of spirit stones and another of spirit rice.

 

“I’ve also heard that your Yun Clan has produced an artifact refiner recently?”

 

“By chance,” Yun Yunyang replied modestly.

 

“This is no mere chance—it’s talent and strength. I’ve always believed in your potential. In the future, the Yuncang Yun Clan will undoubtedly claim a place among the Three Families and Seven Sects within Yue Kingdom.”

 

“Master Li, we will not disappoint your expectations. I will lead my clansmen to strive for greatness,” Yun Yunyang vowed.