After dismissing everyone, Yang Wudi finally asked why Yang Wuhui had come.
"Uncle, have you been doing well all these years? Have you run into any difficulties? If you have, just say the word. I'll do everything I can to help you!"
"Hmph, thanks to your father, I'm doing just fine! But there is something I need your help with!"
Seeing that Yang Wuhui still seemed to hold a grudge over what had happened back then, Yang Wudi hurriedly smiled apologetically. "Uncle, what's yours is mine. Just tell me what you need!"
"Good! Since you're being so straightforward, I won't keep anything from you. I came back for the Immortal Herb Codex!"
"The Immortal Herb Codex? Uncle, what do you need it for?"
Hearing that Yang Wuhui wanted the codex, Yang Wudi was stunned.
What was the Immortal Herb Codex? It was a reference book that only the clan leader was allowed to consult!
It contained records of all the rare medicinal herbs the Yang Family had collected over generations.
"Wudi, just tell me whether you'll give it to me or not."
"Well..."
At that, Yang Wudi hesitated.
Of course, he was entitled to consult the Immortal Herb Codex.
But no one could predict what the future held. After the incident, the clansmen had followed clan rules and chosen his father as clan leader.
That had driven a wedge between his father and his uncle. Once his uncle became a Soul Elder, he had left home and vanished without a trace.
Now his father had passed away, and he had become clan leader—yet his uncle had suddenly returned to ask for the Immortal Herb Codex.
Could it be that he had found an Immortal Herb during all those years away?
A complicated look flickered through Yang Wudi's eyes.
But he quickly pushed those thoughts aside. "Uncle, are you sure you want the Immortal Herb Codex?"
"I am!"
After hearing Yang Wuhui's firm answer, Yang Wudi fell silent for a moment before speaking slowly. "All right. When you get right down to it, my father and I do owe you. Take the Immortal Herb Codex."
With that, Yang Wudi took out the Immortal Herb Codex and handed it to Yang Wuhui.
Yang Wuhui was taken aback.
He had originally planned to take control of Yang Wudi in an instant if the negotiations fell through, forcing him to hand over the Immortal Herb Codex.
But he hadn't expected Yang Wudi to give it to him of his own accord!
Could he have been wrong about what happened back then?
At the thought, Yang Wuhui's expression grew somber.
"Uncle, what's wrong?"
Seeing Yang Wuhui looking unhappy even after getting what he wanted, Yang Wudi couldn't help asking in confusion.
"Nothing. Wudi, I'll take the Immortal Herb Codex with me for now. But don't worry—I'll make sure it's put to the best possible use. When the time comes, our Breaking Clan might well become the most powerful force on the entire continent!"
He believed that if he could find the Immortal Herbs listed in the codex and improve Yang Ziyuan's constitution, Yang Ziyuan would definitely pass the God Trial.
Then, who could stand against the Breaking Clan, with a god among its ranks?
"The most powerful force on the continent? Uncle, you can't be serious. Even if you find an Immortal Herb, at most you'll become a Titled Douluo. But even the mighty Clear Sky Sect was crushed by Spirit Hall. What can one Titled Douluo do? Spirit Hall has no shortage of Titled Douluos!"
Yang Wudi shook his head with a sigh.
At Yang Wudi's words, Yang Wuhui gave a cold snort. "Hmph, what would you know? If my plan succeeds, even Spirit Hall won't be a match for the Breaking Clan! Or have you spent so long as the Clear Sky Sect's dog that you've lost even that little bit of backbone?"
"The Clear Sky Sect? They don't deserve to be mentioned! Ever since they abandoned the four single-attribute clans, I swore I'd make them pay and force them to repent for the clansmen who died!"
"Good! Since you're so determined, I may as well tell you the truth. But to be safe, you must first swear on your Martial Soul that you won't tell anyone what I'm about to say!"
This was the only way he could trust Yang Wudi.
After all, everyone who knew about Yang Ziyuan's situation had sworn an oath at his request.
Only that way could he make sure Yang Ziyuan's circumstances stayed secret!
Yang Wudi didn't hesitate at Yang Wuhui's request.
"I, Yang Wudi, swear upon my Martial Soul that if I reveal anything from this conversation, may heavenly lightning scour my body and shatter every meridian in me!"
Yang Wuhui nodded in satisfaction. "Good! That's the spirit of a son of the Yang Family!"
Then Yang Wuhui told him about Yang Ziyuan's situation.
"What? The Breaking Clan has a peerless prodigy like him?"
After hearing Yang Wuhui's account, Yang Wudi was astounded.
He had assumed that Yang Wuhui had merely gotten lucky and found a few Immortal Herbs. That was why he had come to ask for the Immortal Herb Codex.
He hadn't expected that all of this was to help Yang Ziyuan complete the God Trial!
At that thought, Yang Wudi could no longer sit still.
Now he understood why Yang Wuhui was so confident.
After all, Yang Ziyuan was a prodigy who could become a god! As the saying went, when one person attained the Dao, even their pets and chickens ascended to heaven. If they could raise Yang Ziyuan to godhood, it would greatly benefit the entire Breaking Clan.
"Uncle, with a nephew as talented as him, we can't afford to be careless. And relying on an Immortal Herb to help him pass the God Trial isn't realistic. I've spent most of my life searching and haven't found a single one! Why not let me see if I can prepare some other medicinal solution to strengthen his body?"
Yang Wuhui furrowed his brow at Yang Wudi's suggestion.
Of course, he knew Yang Wudi wouldn't lie to him.
After all, Yang Ziyuan's growth would benefit the Breaking Clan, too.
"That might work. But now that you're clan leader, can you make time to go to Vast Sea City?"
"Why not? We can just move the Breaking Clan there!"
"...If that's what you want!"
Two months later, at the Yang Family in Vast Sea City.
"Son, come out! Your grandfather's back!"
At that, Yang Ziyuan stopped cultivating and hurried outside.
"Dad, so Grandpa's back. Why are you in such a rush?"
"It's different this time! Your grandpa brought a lot of people back. I heard they're all our clansmen!"
"Our clansmen?"
"Dad, what's going on?"
"Oh, my dear boy, I'll explain on the way. For now, let's head to the meeting hall. Your grandpa and the others are already waiting for you there."
As he spoke, Yang Tianyu took Yang Ziyuan by the hand and led him toward the meeting hall.
On the way, Yang Ziyuan learned from him that his family belonged to the Breaking Clan!
As soon as he entered the meeting hall, Yang Ziyuan felt someone staring at him with a fiery gaze. He followed the direction of the look and saw a middle-aged man sitting in a chair, his eyes fixed intently on him!
"Grandpa!"
Yang Ziyuan hurried over.
As soon as Yang Wuhui saw him, he pulled him over and sat him down beside him.
"Hahaha, Ziyuan, my dear grandson, have you missed Grandpa?"
As he spoke, Yang Wuhui reached out to ruffle Yang Ziyuan's hair.
"Yeah, I have!"
"Hahahaha!"
Yang Wuhui was overjoyed by Yang Ziyuan's answer.
"Good boy! Come, let me introduce you. This is your second uncle, Yang Wudi! He'll be helping you a lot with your cultivation, so go say hello."
"Hello, Second Uncle!"
"Good boy! It's our first time meeting, and I didn't bring you anything special. The only thing I can offer is some worldly wealth."
With that, Yang Wudi slipped a purple-and-gold card into Yang Ziyuan's hand.
"There's a million Gold Soul Coins on this card. Keep it for now. If you run short, come to me for more."
"Okay, thank you, Second Uncle!"
Knowing full well that the Breaking Clan made its living refining medicine, Yang Ziyuan wasn't about to be polite with Yang Wudi.
After all, they could probably earn that much back with a single batch of medicine.
After learning about Yang Ziyuan's recent progress, Yang Wuhui called him over.
"Ziyuan, do you think your body is strong enough to absorb a three-thousand-year-old Soul Ring when you reach Soul Elder rank?"
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