Nine Master Hall

After setting the tone for their attitude towards the Zhao Household, the atmosphere in the main hall immediately became much more harmonious. Yang Haoyu and Qi Guijie chatted and laughed, and after a short while, the latter revealed the true purpose of their trip.

"Mobilize my Yang Household Members to transport Mortals?" Yang Haoyu narrowed his eyes slightly, tapped the armrest lightly with his index finger, and after a moment laughed heartily, "This is easy. I'll send thirty Qi Refining clansmen to make the trip."

Then, her eyes flashed, and she asked, "But I wonder, where do these Mortals that Daoist Friends speaks of come from? And where are they being transported to?"

"Didn't Daoist Friends already guess? It's better not to say some things outright!" Qi Guijie said meaningfully.

Upon hearing this, Yang Haoyu nodded and said nothing more.

Behind her, Yang Tianyou and Yang Dangkai exchanged a glance, both seeing the displeasure in each other's eyes.

Qi Guijie's meaning was crystal clear: the Three Rivers Sect wanted the Zhao Household's 100,000 Mortals, but he was too proud to take action and wanted the Yang Household to be his pawns.

But even if they figured it out, what could they do? Could the Yang Household refuse? Of course not.

Not only can't you, you have to do your best to handle this matter well. After all, you're under their command. So what if you have someone backing you up? Would the Gold and Silver Alliance really mess with the Three Rivers Sect over such a trivial matter? What a joke!

Yang Tianyou was very unsettled. In his view, the 100,000 Mortals of the Zhao Household should have been the Yang Household's possession. Even if they couldn't get them all, they should at least get 30,000 or 40,000 of them.

As for the Zhao Household bloodline among Mortals, let's not even talk about the fact that some of these Mortals are not Lineage, but even if they were, so what?

Once they arrive in Purple Moon Town and marry into the Yang Household Members, it won't be long—thirty or forty years, two or three generations later— for the Zhao Household's influence will be completely wiped out. At that time, they will be native Yang Household Member.

But at this moment, the Three Rivers Sect intervened. They didn't intend to leave a single one of the 100,000 Mortals behind and transported them all to Three Rivers Mountain.

Even knowing that the latter urgently needed a large number of Mortals to rebuild Three Rivers City because its foundation had been destroyed, Yang Tianyou still felt resentful, as if his own things had been stolen.

Half an hour later, Qi Guijie left Purple Moon Mountain with Qi Yusheng. Yang Haoyu got up to see them off, and before leaving, he gave Qi Guijie a Storage Bag containing some "small gifts".

Holding the Storage Bag given to Yang Household, Qi Guijie's smile widened. He rode away on his magical Law Artifact with great satisfaction, heading straight for the Liu Household in Qianmu Town.

"Old Ancestor, 100,000 Mortals, just like that? The Three Rivers Sect's behavior is too disgusting." Yang Dangkai said, his face full of anger.

"They're gone. From now on, these Mortals will belong to the Three Rivers Sect. It's only natural, something I expected, but it's just come true now." Yang Haoyu sighed wistfully, his words filled with complexity and helplessness.

"Old Ancestor, I'm thinking about something else right now," Yang Tianyou said, his expression subtle.

"Oh? What's the problem? Please tell me."

"Among these 100,000 Mortals, the majority are surnamed Zhao, with Zhao Household blood flowing through their veins. If the Sanchuan Three Rivers Sect rebuilds Three Rivers City based on these people, then the relationship between our Yang Household and the Three Rivers Sect in the future... You must know that the Zhao Household's hatred for the Yang Household and their loyalty to the Three Rivers Sect are not contradictory!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Haoyu's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes grew even more profound.

Yang Dangkai was even more shocked. Yes, Mortals are the foundation of Cultivators. These Mortals from the Zhao Household, filled with hatred, have a considerable chance of producing Cultivator also hate the Yang Household. Once they occupy high positions in the Three Rivers Sect, will they be able to coexist peacefully with the Yang Household?

Even though these Mortal of the Zhao Household always prioritize the interests of the sect under the education of the Three Rivers Sect, it would not be difficult for a Golden Core Force to wipe out a Foundation Establishment Lineage if the Yang Household weakens or the Three Rivers Sect becomes strong again in the future.

Upon realizing this, Yang Dangkai hurriedly spoke, "Old Ancestor..."

Unexpectedly, Yang Haoyu suddenly raised his hand, interrupting him, "There's no need to say more about this; I have my own plans."

After saying this, she stepped out of the main hall first, but Yang Tianyou heard a barely audible murmur, "The Three Rivers Sect... Hmph, so eager to suppress my Yang Household? Just you wait and see!"

In the end, Yang Haoyu sent two Foundation Establishment, Yang Dangmo and Yang Tianxue, along with thirty Qi Refining cultivators, to Border River Town in Flying Boat.

Yang Tianyou wasn't assigned any tasks by the Old Ancestor this time, so he seemed quite relaxed.

Taking advantage of this free time, he first went to see his parents, enjoyed a meal cooked by his mother Duan Hongyu, chatted with his father Yang Qiongchu for a while, and then began to visit his close uncles and brothers one by one.

In Purple Moon Town, the Cold Tide gradually receded, and at this moment, the wind was gentle and the sun was warm.

Standing in mid-air, Yang Tianyou looked down at the familiar yet unfamiliar town. Especially when he saw the dilapidated ruins on the edge, his hatred for the Black Sha Sect intensified.

As Yang Tianyou descended from the clouds and made a hand seal, the Formation Shield in front of him quietly dissolved, revealing a small Portal. He stepped inside.

The bustling atmosphere that greeted him made Yang Tianyou pause for a moment.

Looking at the bustling streets, the vendors hawking their wares, and the children chasing and playing, he couldn't help but be moved by the tenacity and resilience of the Human Race.

"How is it? Purple Moon Town is recovering well, isn't it?" A kind and gentle voice came from the side, with a touch of emotion in its tone. This was Yang Tianjiu. After the fall of Crouching Ox Pass, he was summoned back by his Lineage to manage several shops in Purple Moon Town.

Yang Tianjiu was also injured during the Black Sha Sect's attack last time, but it wasn't serious, and he's almost fully recovered now.

Yang Tianyou wasn't surprised; he knew, of course, that Yang Tianjiu had been transferred back to Purple Moon Town. He nodded slightly, "He has indeed recovered very quickly; I can hardly believe it."

Yang Tianjiu smiled. "I was also surprised when I first saw this scene, but I understood later."

"Understand what?"

"Mortal actually very easy to satisfy. For many, all they want in life is to have enough to eat and wear. No matter how great the disaster, as long as you hand them a bowl of rice porridge, they can rekindle their hope for life."

"I didn't expect Thirteenth Brother to have this insight."

"Haha, I wouldn't call it insightful, just some minor observations. Speaking of which, I run a gambling den in Purple Moon Town, which is quite interesting. Come on, let's go take a look."

"A gambling den?" Yang Tianyou's voice trailed off, somewhat incredulous. You, a Cultivator, running a gambling den in the Mortal world? And in Purple Moon Town, which is in dire need of reconstruction.

"Hehe, don't tell my dad and grandpa, I opened it secretly. Speaking of which, I've discovered many valuable business principles in this casino."

Pulled along by Yang Tianjiu, a short while later, a not-so-tall wooden pavilion came into view, with a golden plaque hanging above the gate bearing the three large characters "Nine Master Hall".