A Three-Foot Sword to Keep You Safe
One month later, Dragon Valley County.
A pale golden Flying Boat flew in from afar, and on the deck, Yang Tianyou's face showed a hint of joy.
After crossing Luochuan River, then traversing Heiling County, Baicang County Silver River County, and Seven Ultimates County, they finally returned to Dragon Valley County after reporting their safety to Hongqing in Hong Qing County.
For Yang Tianyou, these past few months, though short, have revealed the vast and boundless world to him in such a real way for the first time, opening a long-sealed door for him.
Purple Moon Mountain, at its summit, in front of the Bamboo House.
Yang Haoyu was overjoyed to see Yang Tianyou and the others return safely, and his anxiety finally subsided.
Then, Yang Tianyou recounted all the events that had occurred during their operation.
"Killing a member of the Xiang Lineage... Judging from what you've said, this person shouldn't hold a high position in the Xiang Household, and is only at the Foundation Establishment Realm. The Xiang Household probably won't make a big fuss about it, especially since they might not even be able to find out your identities."
"You did a good job with the Blood Jade Lotus. The Tian Wang has excellent aptitude, and the loss of his arm over the past few years has further strengthened his will. Once his arm is healed, breaking through to the Foundation Establishment is practically a certainty."
"Finally, there's the matter of Alchemy..." Yang Haoyu hesitated.
The main problem is that there are too many Pills to refine this time, and they are also too precious.
Blood Jade Lotus, Golden-Pattern Pear, and Life-Origin Fruit —each is a rare and precious spirit medicine.
Especially the fifteen Life-Origin Fruits, which are related to more than a dozen Foundation Establishment Pills, cannot be taken lightly. It would be too inappropriate to hand them all over to Liu Changsheng.
You can know a person's face but not their heart. Even the best Marriage Alliance and allies are not family. You should always keep something in reserve.
Yang Tianyou could naturally guess what his Old Ancestor was thinking. He merely glanced at him and said, "Old Ancestor, leave the Alchemy to me."
"Give it to you?" Yang Haoyu, somewhat puzzled, but quickly realized, "You mean Yunhua... senior?"
Yang Haoyu was naturally aware of the relationship between his grandson and Fairy Yunhua of the Luochuan Sect.
She still remembered the shock she felt when Yang Tianyou first told her about it. They had only met a few times, and they were already together?
"Indeed, Yunhua is very skilled at setting up Formations and Alchemy. Although her Alchemy skills have not yet reached the Third Tier, they are still far superior to Liu Changsheng's. Refining these Pills will not be a problem for her," Yang Tianyou explained.
"But Senior Yunhua has already helped us so much." Yang Haoyu said with a complicated expression.
"Old Ancestor, what happened during the months I was gone?"
Yang Tianyou also knew Yang Haoyu well, and seeing the expression on her face, he couldn't help but ask her more questions.
With a sigh, Yang Haoyu said softly, "Tianyou, you must treat Senior Yunhua well from now on. She truly loves you..."
The story begins with the Luochuan Sect's defeat of the Green-Nosed Iron-Horned Lion Race.
With the end of the battle at Luochuan Pass, the monthly supply deliveries naturally ceased.
The various factions in Dragon Valley County were undoubtedly extremely excited about this.
However, this is not a good thing for the Yang Household and the Three Rivers Sect.
The end of the war in Luochuan Commandery also meant the end of the Luochuan Sect's prohibition against its Golden Core Force killing each other.
As for Jin Lianri of the Gold and Silver Alliance, who was the backer of the Yang Household, he had already returned to Spirit Commandery. After all, he had completed his sect's mission and could not stay in Dragon Valley County for the rest of his life.
So, half a month ago, the Feng Household began to stir and frequently targeted the Three Rivers Sect and the Yang Household, especially the Yang Household's newly established Purple Moon Trading Company.
The Feng Household made no attempt to conceal their covetousness for the Purple Moon Trading Company, a veritable treasure trove, and declared that if the Yang Household did not relinquish control of the Purple Moon Trading Company, their extermination would be imminent.
In addition to the threats, the Feng Lineage began to invade the territory under the control of the Three Rivers Sect in large numbers, and in many conflicts, they deliberately used excessive force to injure the Yang Household Members and their retainers.
In the most serious incident, two Yang Household Members and four retainers died on the spot.
However, the Feng Household showed no intention of explaining the matter and continued to do as they pleased, constantly pressuring the Yang Household in an attempt to force them to submit.
Under these circumstances, Yunhua drew his three-foot-long sword and attacked without hesitation.
Under the guise of a friendly spar, he fought a battle with Feng Yuezhi, the patriarch of the Feng family, outside the Feng family's "Qingfeng Valley".
Although the outcome was unknown, afterwards, the Feng Household completely ceased all actions against the Yang Household, as if nothing had ever happened.
He then devoted all his energy to the Three Rivers Sect, causing the latter great distress.
After listening to the Old Ancestor's story, Yang Tianyou remained silent for a long time before putting away his Storage Ring and piloting his Flying Boat away from Purple Moon Mountain.
Watching Yang Tianyou's departing figure, Yang Haoyu smiled with satisfaction and turned back into the Bamboo House.
She needs to go into seclusion; the sooner she breaks through to the Golden Core, the sooner the Yang Household will have the strength to contend with the Feng Household.
At least we won't be like before, being bullied at will and not daring to fight back.
Crouching Ox Pass, City Lord's Manor.
Upon seeing Yunhua, Yang Tianyou held her delicate hand tightly, opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end, only a long sigh escaped his lips, "I owe you so much!"
"Then you'll have to spend your whole life paying for it." Yunhua winked playfully.
"Must!"
Yang Tianyou answered firmly, and then he wrapped his arm around Yunhua and pulled her into his embrace.
His chin gently touched the woman's warm neck, and a sweet fragrance filled his nostrils. Yang Tianyou knew that his heart was already filled with this woman, and there was no room for anyone else.
Three months later, the Yang Household Member collected all the spirit medicine needed for Alchemy and transported them to Crouching Ox Pass.
Inside the City Lord's Manor's Mansion, a rich Spiritual Qi permeated the air, and surrounded by a pale blue mist, a massive Pill Furnace, two zhang tall, stood on the ground.
The Third-Tier Lower-Grade Law Treasure, the Red-Gold Eight Trigrams Furnace, was Law Treasure left to Yunhua by her grandfather.
Speaking of which, Yunhua's wealth is definitely among the best of the Golden Core Cultivators. Her grandfather and father perished while carrying out a mission for the Luochuan Sect. One Nascent Soul Middle Stage, and the other was in the Early Golden Core. It's easy to imagine how rich their legacy was.
Moreover, when Yun Zhen was alive, he doted on Yunhua and showered her with countless treasures.
Taking both factors into account, it's absolutely true that Yunhua is a very wealthy woman.
Yunhua sat gracefully on the futon, her expression calm and composed. A round fan adorned with wind and fire Spirit Mark rested on her lap.
Beside her was Yang Tianyou, with a large number of spirit medicine laid out in front of them, neatly categorized.
Yang Tianyou was mainly responsible for assisting, and he spent a month specifically learning the medicinal properties of various spirit medicine herbs.
"Are you ready?" Yunhua tilted her head and asked softly.
"Alright!" Yang Tianyou nodded slightly.
"Then let's start the furnace!"
As the cold voice fell, with a whoosh, raging flames rose from the Pill Furnace, the firelight casting flickering light on the faces of the two.