Yang Family Blessed Land, inside Zhuxi Pavilion.
Yang Zhengshan was receiving True Person Jingshui. The Wuchang Ghost Sect had invaded the Yunxiao Mountain Range, and the Lingxiu Sea had naturally received the news as well. Although they were the last to receive it, they were the first to arrive.
In the quiet bamboo building, the two sat facing each other on either side of the tea table, while Lin Pingyang sat beside them, serving tea and pouring water for them.
Lin Pingyang was Lin Zhan's fourth-generation grandson, and also a Foundation Establishment Cultivator. He was currently the one holding the fort in the Yang Family Blessed Land.
"True Lord, the Wuchang Ghost Sect is coming with ferocious momentum. What should we do?" True Person Jingshui skipped all pleasantries and asked directly.
Yang Zhengshan took a light sip of tea, his expression solemn.
He had long known that the Wuchang Ghost Sect was mobilizing the Yin Soldier Army toward the eastern part of the Yunxiao Mountain Range, and he had also considered how to face the Wuchang Ghost Sect's attack on the Yunxiao Mountain Range.
To be honest, he had no solution at all.
With White Jade Capital's current strength, they were far, far from being able to contend with the Wuchang Ghost Sect.
Even if Hidden Sword Mountain and Cangyu Mountain were added, they still would not be a match for the Wuchang Ghost Sect.
More importantly, Yang Zhengshan did not want to confront the Wuchang Ghost Sect head-on right now. The Wuchang Ghost Sect's opponent should be the Wanhua Demon Court; they absolutely could not become the Wanhua Demon Court's cannon fodder again.
"Two paths. Either migrate west, or—"
He paused, then said, "Or join the Yang family!"
There was needless to say about migrating west. West of the