The Sacred Leaves Family's Wishes for Peace-Chapter 122 The Market is Destroyed

"Brother Yunyang, do you intend to let Shuang’er and Tian’er explore the immortal mansion’s secret realm?"

Yun Yunsun’s expression was solemn as he looked at Yun Yunyang beside him.

"This time, during the Dharma Assembly hosted by the Wang family, I gathered some information.

The rumors about the secret realm of the immortal mansion were intentionally spread by the Xia Clan of Tongshan. Their aim is to lure cultivators from various clans to explore it, hoping others will take the risks first."

"So, that secret realm is incredibly perilous?"

"Indeed."

"That’s why I dare not let Shuang’er and Tian’er take such a risk," Yun Yunyang said with a long sigh.

"I fear, however, that other clans won’t let such an opportunity slip by. After all, it’s a significant celestial fortune."

"If other clans wish to go, that’s their decision. As for the Yun Clan, we prioritize stability."

"For now, Shuang’er and Tian’er will stay in the clan, focusing on their usual cultivation and assisting in the cultivation of the Purple Jade Bamboo.

Additionally, Shuang’er will need to work harder to forge spiritual tools. These will be entrusted to Ling’er and her team to sell at the cultivation market near Yulin Lake."

"Understood."

"When the other clans have ventured to the Danding Sect’s ruins and we’ve gathered more intelligence, I’ll decide whether to send the two of you there.

In the future, Shuang’er will also need to delve into the art of alchemy. Since the Danding Sect was once a renowned alchemy sect, it’s likely the ruins still hold ancient pill recipes.

If we can obtain those, they will undoubtedly prove invaluable to both you and the clan."

"Of course, all of this depends on someone taking the initial risk to explore the situation. The Xia Clan’s deliberate release of this information likely serves this exact purpose."

"Enough talk for now," Yun Yunyang concluded with a faint smile, handing the sleeping Wenlong back to Yun Yansong before departing for the ancestral shrine to address the backlog of family affairs.

Meanwhile, Yun Yantian and Yun Yunsun set off immediately, heading deep into Yun Warehouse Mountain. Following the map drawn by Yun Yanshui, they planned to locate the Purple Jade Bamboo and transplant it into the clan’s spirit fields.

Yun Yanshuang, on the other hand, made a trip outside the manor to deliver several jars of Crimson Mulberry Spirit Wine from the Wang family to her master. After a brief chat with the blind elder, she headed to the clan’s weapons workshop to begin forging spiritual tools.

Upon entering the forge’s secret chamber, Yun Yanshuang was surprised to see her elder brother hammering away at a spiritual longblade.

"Brother, you’re here too?"

At the sound of her voice, Yun Yanshui looked up briefly, smiling. "Father tasked me with taking over your duties while you were away visiting the Wang family for a few days."

As he spoke, he continued swinging the hammer, striking the blade blank repeatedly to shape it.

"Thank you for your hard work!" Yun Yanshuang said with a playful grin.

"We’re siblings—no need for such formalities," he replied, chuckling.

"How many spiritual tools have you forged while I was gone?" she asked.

"Three so far."

"Are those two on the rack your work as well?"

Her gaze swept over to the weapon rack nearby, where a spiritual whisk and a long sword were displayed.

"Yes," Yun Yanshui confirmed with a nod, still focused on shaping the blade blank.

"Impressive! Both of those are top-tier Grade 2 Yellow Rank spiritual tools!" Yun Yanshuang exclaimed as she picked up the long sword. Its blade was thin as a cicada’s wing and glimmered like a lake of autumn water, exuding a chilling aura that left her in awe.

"It’s passable," he replied modestly.

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"But you’ve rarely forged weapons before!" she remarked, astonished.

"That’s because of you."

"Me?"

"Exactly. Your forging expertise seems to reflect onto me somehow. And for reasons I can’t fully explain, I can extrapolate from your skills, refining my own craftsmanship even further."

"Ah, that explains it! No wonder you’ve managed to create two peak Grade 2 Yellow Rank tools in just a few days!" Yun Yanshuang said, a realization dawning upon her. She was deeply impressed by the remarkable abilities of the ancient bronze mirror her brother had bonded with.

"Stop flattering me," Yun Yanshui replied with a smile, plunging the now-shaped blade blank into the quenching vat. "Now that you’re back, the task of forging falls back to you. These past few days have been exhausting!"

With a playful smirk, he motioned for her to take over the forge, eager for a well-earned rest.

"Can’t you put in a bit more effort? You’re just lazing around all day anyway!"

Hearing her brother’s eagerness to hand the forging duties back to her, Yun Yanshuang huffed in irritation.

"Who’s lazing around? Uncle tasked me with a mission to find a new spiritual ore vein with the Golden-Eyed Beast.

The obsidian mine is nearly depleted. If we don’t find a new source of spiritual ore soon, the family won’t have enough raw materials to forge tools for sale!"

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"Didn’t you find Purple Jade Bamboo recently? That could be used as a forging material!"

"You fool, while Purple Jade Bamboo is suitable for forging, you can’t make a decent spiritual tool with just one type of material."

"That… does make sense."

"Exactly. To think that I, Yun Yanshui, could be so brilliant yet have such a foolish little sister!"

"Get lost!"

Annoyed, Yun Yanshuang gave her brother a swift kick.

"So, how was your trip to the Wang family? Tell me all about it," Yun Yanshui asked, handing over his current task to his sister. He then flopped into a corner of the forge, casually calling the Golden-Eyed Beast to bring him a jug of water, which he drank heartily.

"This time, attending the Dharma Assembly at the Wang family truly opened my eyes to the terrifying foundations of the Three Houses and Seven Clans. I also encountered individuals far more powerful than us," Yun Yanshuang said earnestly.

Her mind wandered to the vivid scenes she had witnessed at the assembly. She recounted everything she saw and heard to her brother in meticulous detail.

"Who would have thought that Wang Liyuan, the man who tried to force you into marriage, is such a remarkable figure?"

Upon hearing that Wang Liyuan was a sword cultivator who had comprehended sword intent and had defeated Lu Shanglin, the spiritual root prodigy of the Chuanyin Lu Clan, with a single strike, Yun Yanshui couldn’t help but click his tongue in admiration.

With a teasing smirk, he glanced at his sister, who was diligently hammering away at a spiritual blade. "So, little sister, have you reconsidered marrying Wang Liyuan? He’s quite impressive, you know."

Whoosh!

A hammer flew through the air toward Yun Yanshui’s face.

Startled, he quickly tilted his head to dodge. The obsidian hammer smashed into the wall of the forge with a loud thud, embedding itself deeply.

"Was that really necessary? Are you trying to murder your own brother?"

"If you say one more word, the next hammer won’t aim for your head—it’ll aim lower!"

Yun Yanshuang raised her chin smugly, pretending to be fierce as she issued the threat.

"Sigh! My sweet little sister used to be so obedient and adorable. Now her wings have hardened, and she dares to threaten her own brother," Yun Yanshui lamented dramatically.

"Hmph! That’s what you get for bullying me all the time. You deserve it!"

"Back to serious matters—are you also a sword cultivator, little sister?"

"Yes."

"Have you comprehended sword intent?"

"No. Master said that understanding sword intent isn’t easy—it depends entirely on one’s comprehension."

"As expected, you’re still too dumb to grasp sword intent," Yun Yanshui sighed exaggeratedly.

Whoosh!

Another hammer flew toward him. This time, it narrowly missed his legs, embedding itself in the floor dangerously close.

"If you keep bothering me, I’ll make sure you can’t bother anyone ever again!"

"Alright, alright, I’ll leave!" Yun Yanshui fled the forge, laughing nervously.

"Sword intent, huh? If Lin Tiansheng and Wang Liyuan can master it, then so can I!"

Holding up the spiritual blade she had just forged, Yun Yanshuang admired its mirror-like surface, which reflected her exquisite features. Her star-like eyes burned with determination, her spirit as unyielding as steel.

In the days that followed, life at Yun Manor returned to its usual rhythm.

Yun Yanshui, accompanied by the Golden-Eyed Beast, roamed far and wide, searching for a new spiritual ore vein.

Yun Yanshuang balanced her daily cultivation with forging spiritual tools for the family.

Meanwhile, Yun Yantian successfully transplanted the Purple Jade Bamboo into the clan’s spirit fields and began teaching Yun Wenyu and Yun Wenrun how to cultivate and care for it.

One day, troubling news arrived at the ancestral shrine, where Yun Yunlin reported to Yun Yunyang.

"Word from Yulin County—there’s been malicious destruction at the cultivation market."

"What’s the situation?" Yun Yunyang’s expression darkened.

"The Wang family has sent people to restore order, but the damage to the market is severe. Our family’s store was heavily affected, and we’re currently unable to transport harvested spiritual rice, plants, or forged tools for sale."

"The cultivation market at Yulin Lake is under the governance of the Three Great Houses. Who would dare cause trouble there? Could this be the work of the Gu Master Cult seeking revenge?"