Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying-Chapter 523 - 365 Nothing is Constant_2

"Little fox, wait till I grow up, when my wings spread, they will cover the heavens, do not underestimate the young!"

"Heehee~ Even when small, you're quite adorable."

Bing Yao and Yan Xi began to play there, with Bing Yao also feeling joyful about the addition of a new friend.

Yang Qiangjin, on the other hand, was communicating with the ancestor inside her Divine Sense.

"Grafting and budding... Oh~ I see, I'll give it a try."

Holding the Dragon God Order, Yang Qiangjin directly opened a portal on the spot and entered the Dragon God Immortal Palace.

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Following the ancestor's instructions, she first collected all the Heavenly Level Innate Wood Spiritual Energy from the Life Divine Tree, a total of six strands.

"If I were to sell them, one strand would fetch at least 2000 Mid Grade Spirit Stones each, priceless indeed."

Earth-level only needed ten Mid Grade Spirit Stones while Heavenly Level was astronomically priced, this was a treasure that could not simply be sought after.

In the vast Spirit Miao Continent, populated by trillions of Cultivators, how many could use Heavenly Level Innate Spiritual Energy for their Qi Cultivation?

"But the Yang Family doesn't need to use this treasure to make Spirit Stones, the [Heavenly Mechanism Talisman] that the ancestor gave is already enough."

Every few years, the Yang Family would sell a batch of [Heavenly Mechanism Talismans] and earn a huge amount of Spirit Stones.

For many years now, all was peaceful, and with people who avoided disasters by buying [Heavenly Mechanism Talismans] spreading the word in the black market, the price of these items remained firm, and even increased.

When used correctly, it's a life-saver!

Who would complain about having too many ways to save their own life?

After collecting, Yang Qiangjin climbed the Life Divine Tree, looking for the fresh green shoots that the ancestor mentioned.

Although the fruits on the tree had all been picked by the Dragon Clan, the massive body of the Life Divine Tree was still there, making it easy to find some newly grown shoots.

Yang Qiangjin chopped down six shoots with an ax and dug up some soil from underneath the Divine Tree to bring with her.

Three for cuttings, three for grafting.

All were grafted onto ancient trees rich in Spiritual Energy.

Yang Genshuo glanced at it and sped up the game.

He had already slowed down the game for 5 years, in reality, 50 days had passed, and he had printed a large amount of Talismans, using up all the Fourth Grade spiritual ink the Yang Family had found for him.

Fourth Grade Talismans couldn't be printed until the Yang Family supplied new spiritual ink.

He had also accumulated quite a lot of Third and Second Grade Talismans.

Even if the Demon Clan attacked, they would be enough to cope for a long time.

"It's time to speed up the progress of the game, to see if this Life Divine Tree can be grown or not."

This point was crucial!

If the Yang Family could grow their own [Wisdom Fruits], then Yang Genshuo could keep eating the fruits and cultivate without limits!

The sooner it was successful, the sooner Yang Genshuo would be on his own Immortal Road.

"Once I have the power, I'll be able to get some good stuff from Elder Xue."

Elder Xue's life had been sustained by his Elixirs, and there would naturally come a time to make demands in return.

"My Immortal Pill isn't for naught."

"Accelerate!"

Time swiftly passed.

[Year 108.]

[The three shoots taken from the Life Divine Tree by Yang Qiangjin and planted in the soil rapidly drained Spiritual Energy and ultimately turned into a common tree... The other three grafted shoots also lost life after persevering for half a year, completely unable to fuse with the stock.]

[Yang Hu's Life Span had come to an end, and in his final moments, Yang Shi rushed over...]

Grasping Yang Shi's hand, Hu Zi said:

"Master, you've arranged my four children to be under Fuqing and Little Jian's care, I understand your consideration, and I've told them, if anyone targets Fuqing and Little Jian, they must kill them."

"If... any of my children disobeys, you can punish them..."

"In my life, I have no regrets, except that I cannot put my mind at ease about my youngest son... Yang Changzai, who has no Spirit Root and no fondness for martial training, but he has an honest nature and oversees Yang's Tabletop Game Tea House for the Yang Family. I hope you can look after him and let him live his life peacefully."

"Being ordinary is also a kind of... a kind of blessing, isn't it?"

Yang Shi held his hand.

"Hu Zi, rest assured, you have followed me your entire life, and I will not neglect any of your family members."

Upon hearing this, Yang Hu smiled happily.

"Master, Hu Zi is going ahead... meeting you in this life is more than enough."

Yang Hu, the Executioner of the Yang Family, left with a smile.

He was born in poverty and, because of his loyalty and slight Talent for martial training, was taken by Yang Shi to his side, from where he steadily rose to his current status.

Because of the Yang Family's name and wealth, Hu Zi married two Cultivator wives and one Mortal wife.

He had five children in his life, four of whom were born rather early, just a little younger than Yang Fuqing and Yang Fujian, all Cultivators with a Spirit Root, now working under the two and performing their duties with great stability and reliability.

There was also a child who was born to him in his old age, named Yang Changzai, who was raised in Yang's Tabletop Game Tea House.

Yang Shi looked at Hu Zi's corpse and let out a deep sigh, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepening.

"Hu Zi... you too have left me."

After his Master, wife, and partners had gone one after another, Yang Shi felt extremely sorrowful, yet he had to gather himself again.

After Yang Shi went out, Hu Zi's family members went in one after another, crying.

After a while, Yang Shi stopped one of the earnest-looking Mortals.

"Yang Changzai... I remember you. Last year when I visited the tea house, I saw you once. The milk tea you made was tastier than the one I used to make."

"Master, Changzai doesn't dare... I just learned your recipe and added a few spices."

"Mhm, to know how to change is a good thing, nothing is constant... your father passed away this year, it is a joyous funeral, there is no need for sadness. Take care of the tea house well, meeting and mingling with many tourists every day is also a delightful matter."

Yang Shi rummaged through his storage ring and found a superb Magic Artifact and three Talismans.

"These are for your protection, keep them with you. If anyone bullies you... just mention the Yang Family name, with Fuqing and Fujian, you will be safe for this lifetime."

"Changzai... thank you, Master."

Yang Changzai quickly knelt down to receive the Magic Treasure, and although he didn't know how to use it, he knew it was extremely precious.

His two brothers and two sisters just glanced at him and followed Yang Fuqing and Yang Fujian, embarking on their journey...

Of the five siblings, only he lacked Cultivation.

At that moment, Yang Changzai felt a bit lost. He always thought he had plenty of time, that he was still young and there was time for everything.

In the blink of an eye, he was nearly 30 and had accomplished nothing, living under the protection of his father's shadow.

And his brothers and sisters, who had dedicatedly practiced Cultivation since they were young, were now on a completely different path.

In the future, they would become the pillars of the Yang Family.

Just like his father, known as Yang Shi's Executioner.

And himself... his remaining years were likely to be spent only with tea and card games.

Although it wasn't bad, the thought of a future so mundane it lacked even a ripple, and in the end, just lying there waiting for death...

Suddenly... it hurt, it really hurt in Yang Changzai's heart.

"If I had started training in martial arts earlier, would things... be different?"

The laziness of his youth struck him hard at that moment, and suddenly two streams of tears flowed down his cheeks.

After lying on the ground for a long time...

Yang Changzai suddenly remembered what Yang Shi had just said.

'To know how to change is a good thing, nothing is constant...'

He suddenly raised his head and dashed outside.

"Sect Leader Fujian, I want to learn martial arts from you!"

...

Yang Genshuo watched Hu Zi's death and felt some emotions stirring within him.

"Back then, it was me who chose him, small talent but he made something of it... his talent was indeed interesting."

"Alas, in the future, your children will continue your story, Hu Zi, you can rest in peace..."

Hu Zi died, but he left a legacy.

And seeing that both grafting and crossbreeding had failed, Yang Genshuo decisively called for Cheng Bo.

"Neither of those methods worked! Let's rely on technology and hard work!"

Cheng Bo thought for a moment.

"That will require micropropagation technology..."