At the old site of Pine Mountain, Yang Guanfeng still lived alone.
Only when matters involved the cultivation of Spiritual Connection-level spirit plants would he send word for Chen Huaien, the master of Tiangong Peak, to come and assist.
After toiling and striving for the Lineage for several decades, this reviving ancestor who had led the Yang Clan onto its initial path of rise had now withdrawn behind the scenes, living a tranquil life of tending flowers and plants each day.
Since childhood, Yang Guanfeng had grown accustomed to the pointless power struggles within the Lineage. Though the family's circumstances had already been extremely difficult back then, those elders still quarreled over trifling matters and negligible distributions of power.
Thus, from that time onward, he understood a truth.
If a Lineage wished to continue rising, the succession of old and new was an indispensable part of the process.
Only by constantly bringing forth the new from the old could a Lineage forever possess vigorous vitality.
Back on this Pine Mountain, Yang Guanfeng had taught San Ling in precisely this way.
He told the three of them that every generation had its own mission. Every member of the Lineage, whether cultivator or ordinary clansman, bore their own duties and mission, and each was an indispensable part of the family.
Without the ordinary clansmen continuously multiplying, the Lineage's future development would be like water without a source. Yet without cultivators to protect them, the ordinary clansmen under its rule could not live and work in peace, recuperating and multiplying.
When divided down to each individual, this meant specifically doing one's part for the Lineage and making one's own contribution.
Yang Guanfeng had said this, and he had done the same.
Ever since Yang Lingqing formally became patriarch, he had rarely taken the