At the same time, at Pine Mountain's former site within the West Heavy Heaven Domain of the Yang Family Sacred Land, Wu Tong arrived before the mountain cemetery accompanied by Yang Yuanliu and Wei Xinqing.
"Auntie, we'll wait for you here."
"Sister-in-law, take your time catching up with Elder Brother. There's no rush."
"Thank you both. Just wait here for a while."
After saying this, the two stopped outside the cemetery.
Wu Tong slowly entered the cemetery. Passing down a shaded forest path, she soon arrived before the tomb.
Back when the Yang Clan was still at Tiger Chasing, this place had contained only a mound of earth and a gravestone.
Later, after the Yang Clan relocated far away to the Sacred Land, with their old ancestor Yang Guanfeng guarding this place, he had a memorial hall erected before the grave and an offering table built.
Wu Tong usually cultivated at Chengzuo Peak, while also helping Yang Lingqing manage certain miscellaneous affairs. As for Pine Mountain's former site, it had all been tended by Yang Guanfeng.
Yang Linghu had passed away early, yet over all these years, no matter when Wu Tong came here, the gravestone and memorial hall were always spotless. The offerings and incense on the altar had never ceased either. It was clear that Yang Linghu's death remained an unhealed wound in that old ancestor's heart.
"Senior Brother, Junior Sister has come to see you."
After so many years apart, Wu Tong still habitually used the forms of address they had kept from when they first met and came to know one another.
She stepped forward, took a packet of sweet cake from her sleeve, opened it, and placed it on the table.
Yang Linghu had never cared much for food, but whenever he suffered setbacks in