Becoming a true immortal through my descendents praying

Chapter 300: Chapter 283: The Person Entering the Game, Heading to the Immortal Palace_2

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He was full of youthful vigor, abundant in spiritual power, and brimming with high spirits. At this moment, he couldn’t understand why Misazo suddenly said she wanted to leave.

“We are relying on the hospitality of the Yang Family, and now that the time has come… we should also leave.”

“My dad sacrificed himself for the Yang Family. Grandpa Yang Fu said he promised my dad to look after us for a lifetime. He can’t possibly drive us away, I don’t believe it, I’m going to call him!”

“You! You… don’t understand, your mom has her own reasons.”

Misazo and Yang Fu had agreed many years ago not to tell Yang Feng the truth… His father was a branch of the Yang Family and had died accidentally outside while contending for opportunities with Yang Fu.

Seeing Misazo’s face covered in frost, Yang Feng was also angry, and he shouted:

“Why don’t you consider my feelings? My friends, my relatives are all here! And… I promised Qiangwei I would take care of her.”

Yang Feng pushed open the door and left, leaving a totally incredulous Misazo behind.

Because the usually obedient Yang Feng today actually… talked back to her so loudly.

Late at night.

On a small island in the center of Silver Brocade Lake.

A black light was slowly releasing and contracting, its aura chaotic.

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Bang~

There was not the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power in the air. Yang Fu, dressed in white, landed beside Yang Feng.

“Don’t argue with your mother.”

Yang Feng quickly stopped cultivating and stood up, “Uncle, I… I just can’t understand why my mom wants to leave. Do you know?”

“Because your dad’s death… has something to do with me.”

“Huh? Wasn’t it an accident?”

This was the first time that Yang Feng heard the reason behind his father’s death.

“Ah… Your dad died for his beliefs. I didn’t stop him, nor did I foresee that he had a death wish. If I had known earlier… It’s normal for your mom to hold a grudge against me.”

Yang Feng bit his lip and asked, “My father… what kind of person was he?”

“He was a good man with a sharp tongue but a soft heart, and a cultivator who was loyal to the family.”

Seeing Yang Feng silent, Yang Fu continued:

“It’s all right. If you want to leave with your mother, I will arrange for someone to prepare ample supplies for you, and your second uncle will ready the elixirs you need for your cultivation.”

“But remember, the Yang Family… will always be your home. We are all your family, and there will always be a place for you here.”

Yang Fu patted Yang Feng’s head and then left.

Yang Feng who was left behind sat there all night.

“Huh? Little Feng, are you spacing out here again?”

Yang Qiangwei, hopping and skipping across the waters of Spirit Lake, made her way to the central island, always able to find Yang Feng.

Yang Feng glanced at the beaming Yang Qiangwei, his expression growing more resolute.

“Qiangwei, I will never leave you!”

Yang Qiangwei’s face turned red.

“Pfft~ What nonsense are you talking about so early in the morning… who wants you with them forever…”

Afterwards, what Yang Feng told Misazo was not clear to Yang Fu, but Misazo never brought up the matter of leaving again.

Clap, clap, clap~

Yang Genshuo clapped his hands.

“This move by Yang Fu deserves full marks.”

“He cultivated a sense of belonging from childhood, making Yang Feng recognize himself as a ‘Yang’.”

“Then he had Yang Qiangwei grow up with him from childhood, deepening the bonds that keep him here.”

“Finally, he filled the role of ‘father’…”

“Yang Feng has already taken on the shape of the Yang Family inside and out.”

Yang Fu didn’t even need to go find Misazo to say anything.

Yang Feng would do it on his own.

No matter how stubborn Misazo was… she was just a mother. If her son wouldn’t leave, where could she go?

When Yang Fu saw the result, he murmured to the sky:

“Old ancestor, Yang Feng has passed my test, now I can rest assured entrusting the family affairs to him…”

Yang Fu had set a 20-year long scheme for Yang Feng, but wasn’t he also a player in the game?

Yang Feng was his child.

And the future Daoist couple of his biological daughter Yang Qiangwei.

Today, Yang Feng is not leaving.

So he has the right to bear and enjoy the Yang Family’s responsibilities and glory.

Yang Fu shouted to a hidden spot: “Baji, go purchase the materials for making the Demon World portal.”

“Yes! Family Head!”

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While the Yang Family members were all around, Yang Fu held the annual family meeting at the ancestral shrine.

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Yang Fushuo, Tian Mumu, Shen Yao, Erin, Misazo, Yang Qiangyou, Yang Qiangjin, Yang Qiangwei, Yang Feng all arrived.

“Today, there’s an important matter I need to inform everyone about,”

“Fushuo and I will be participating in the Dragon God Immortal Palace’s offering of treasures. This time… there are many uncertainties, and we don’t know when we will return, or even if… we can return. All family matters will be managed by Shen Yao, and you all must assist her well.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Yao looked worried.

“Husband, you… must be very careful.”

“Sister-in-law, what about me?” Yang Fushuo said with a face that urged for some concern.

“You… need to take good care of your brother.”

“6! Sister-in-law, you really do favor my brother~” Yang Fushuo pouted.

All the others laughed.

Tian Mumu took Yang Fushuo’s hand from behind: “Husband, you must also do your best!”

“Hehe~”

The Dragon God Immortal Palace, everyone was aware that this was a project of great interest to the ancestor, and no one spoke any disheartening words. Everyone was encouraging Yang Fu and Yang Fushuo, cheering them on.

At that moment, a man of extreme handsomeness said, “Father, I will go with you.”

Yang Qiangyou, the handsomest man of the Yang Family.

He was also the one with the poorest talent of the third generation… Four Spirit Roots, and unlike Yang Fu or Yang Fuqing, he had no special talents to speed up cultivation. The Four Spirit Roots were evenly distributed, all at 25 points, with no exceptional ones.

Ever since childhood, his cultivation had been overshadowed by Yang Qiang, then overtaken and surpassed by his younger sister Yang Qiangjin, and now… he had even been surpassed by Yang Feng, who was 20 years his junior.

Now at 40 years old, Yang Qiangyou had just reached the ninth level of Qi Cultivation, only slightly higher than the 20-year-old Yang Qiangwei.

The weakest cultivator of the third generation.

22 years ago, he joined the Cloud Hidden Spirit Sect’s outer sect along with Yang Qiangjin. Today, thanks to her exceptional talent in Fire Skill, Yang Qiangjin had successfully reached Foundation Establishment, joined the Fire Spirit Pavilion, and become a noble Inner Sect Disciple.

Yang Qiangyou, however… was still mingling in the outer sect.

However, although Yang Qiangyou’s cultivation wasn’t high, his popularity… was unparalleled among the outer sect members, and he was even well-liked among the miscellaneous disciples and various Immortal Clans.

Because Yang Qiangyou… was really very lucky.

There was a widely known saying in the outer sect of the Cloud Hidden Spirit Sect: “No one wouldn’t want to take on a mission with Yang Qiangyou.”

Encountering a Secret Realm when going out, gaining hidden rewards from fighting Demon Beasts, always finding bargains at auctions, and encountering powerful figures who would lend a hand in danger…

To this day, the teammates of Yang Qiangyou have maintained a record of zero losses in battle.

The teammates of the neighboring Yang Fushuo cried with envy.

“We all come from the same family, how can there be such a big difference!”

“I still remember the last mission was a complete success, everyone had returned to the bottom of the Sect, and Yang Fushuo cooked a pot of spiritual food for everyone…”

“I used his ‘I Split Pill’ once, and then I fled to the Sect only to realize… my true self had remained in the Demon Beast cave.”

“Yang Fushuo is unfilial!”

“I envy you guys who team up with Yang Qiangyou…”

Perhaps compensating for his rather ordinary talent, Yang Qiangyou’s Qi Fortune was a bit too good.

Yang Fu, of course, knew why this was the case.

The ancestor never gave names without reason; they all had a purpose.

The blessed fool.

[Fool (Heavenly Level): Comprehension fixed at 20, Qi Fortune +40, Life Span +50, ordinary Talent but carries good fortune and may trigger some special opportunities.]

At this moment, seeing the ninth level Qi Cultivation Yang Qiangyou volunteering, Yang Fu furrowed his brows.

“Your cultivation is too low, just focus on cultivating well in the Sect.”

“Dad, I can be of help just by standing by your side,”

“This time it’s different…”

The Dragon God Immortal Palace, a treasure that drives Nascent Soul Stage cultivators crazy!

This year, the Yang Family will utilize the means they’ve prepared for many years and are certain to open the Immortal Palace.

But what will happen after it opens… no one knows.

For this, Yang Feng even conducted a divination.

The results were mixed with good and bad omens.

Yang Fu was worried about the dangers…

“Dad, you know I’ve never had an accident before.”

“Even so, no! You’re not an Inner Sect Disciple, you’re not qualified to take part in this matter.”

Yang Fu rejected Yang Qiangyou’s request.

Yang Qiangyou sulked and murmured to the ancestor for an entire night.

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A few days later, Yang Fu and Yang Fushuo flew back to the Sect, bringing plenty of supplies that had been prepared for decades!

They then joined up with the major troop from the Earth Spirit Pavilion and headed towards the Dragon God Immortal Palace.

“This time, the Immortal Palace will surely open!”

Yang Fu touched the storage ring with confidence.