Settling the Old Homelands

Yang Yuanhong lowered his eyes for a look, and joy immediately appeared on his face.

Inside the small box was precisely the sweet cake he had mailed to Dongfang Yingcai all those years ago.

He remembered sending her four pieces back then. He had never expected that she would eat only half of them, preserving two with a spell until now.

At the sight of it, his mind immediately turned the corner, and he understood the meaning she wished to convey.

"Try it? Of course I have to try it!"

Yang Yuanhong nodded with smiling eyes, then held out both hands, accepted the sweet cake, and put it into his mouth.

"How does it taste?"

"Delicious! It still tastes just like before."

After eating the sweet cake, Yang Yuanhong wore a look of deep reminiscence. Then, suddenly changing the subject, he looked at Dongfang Yingcai. "Especially after passing through your hands, this sweet cake has become even sweeter."

"Heh, smooth talker!"

"Huh? What are you saying? I mean it sincerely!"

"Ahem... Mm!"

Seeing that the two were about to enter a round of sweet nothings, Dongfang Zonggan hurriedly cleared his throat and interjected, "Well, Yuanhong, regarding your family's relocation, there are still two old sites left unsettled. Since you brought us here, have you already chosen the locations?"

Yang Yuanhong exchanged a glance with Dongfang Yingcai before turning to answer, "In reply to Ancestor Zonggan, suitable locations have already been found."

Afterward, under Yang Yuanhong's guidance, the immortal vessel passed through one immortal mountain after another.

After seeing these immortal mountains of the Yang Family's sacred land up close, the Donglai Sect cultivators aboard the vessel clicked their tongues in even greater amazement.

"These immortal mountains seem to have been carved by outside forces after the fact, yet the aura