Yang Min returned to the Yang Family estate on the Mystic Spirit Continent.
Over the past century, this place had undergone several expansions, and its territory had become incomparably vast.
And it was not merely staffed by those left behind. Some direct and branch descendants of the Yang Family also remained here, guarding their "Great Nai Trading Association."
This was the Yang Family's property, as well as the Great Nai Empire's cargo transfer station on the Mystic Spirit Continent.
Various goods were stored here for sale. Though it had not become one of the Mystic Spirit Continent's top trading associations, it was still a small organization that brought the Yang Family considerable income every year.
At the same time, it was responsible for purchasing cultivation supplies needed by the Yang Family on the Mystic Spirit Continent and transporting them to the Great Nai Empire each year.
The chief steward here was Shen Yao.
Yang Fu's first wife.
She was already over two hundred years old. Her once-bright brows and lovely eyes had faded, strands of white now threaded through her hair, and her face bore the majesty of a minor family head.
"Sixth, how much [Yellow Springs Soil] have you collected? Gather it all as soon as possible and put it in that Storage Ring. I'll make the trip myself this year."
"Grandma, do you miss Grandpa?"
"Hmph~ Why would I miss that heartless man? I've merely been away for too long and wish to return to my hometown for a look."
"Then swear you won't go to the Yindi Dynasty to see Grandpa."
"Are you asking for a beating?!"
A tiny flaming palm formed in Shen Yao's hand, and she chased after her little granddaughter, swatting at her backside until the girl cackled with laughter.
She was not Shen