Yang Zhuguo: "...."
Yang Genshuo: "...."
Too realistic.
As soon as they saw the grain, they launched a full assault, right?
The soldiers suddenly became valiant!
It was hard for the Flowing Corpses to even get close to the city wall.
A dense rain of arrows swept out a bloody path through the Flowing Corpses.
Yang Zhuguo and his group hesitated no more.
"Letâs go!"
The last 10 people in Yang Genshuoâs view also entered Guangning City.
His tense mood finally relaxed.
"As long as weâre in the city and meet our own people, everything becomes easier with group actions."
The strength of an individual is limited, but the strength of a team is limitless.
At this moment, the 10 people standing on the wall saw Yang Min and Yang Qiangjin, who were looking out from the city wall.
Yang Zhuguo quickly saluted, "Hello, Grandma! Hello, Uncle!"
Yang Qiangjin asked, "Did you see us while you were down there?"
"Uh... no, I only noticed after coming up the wall. It must be because my cultivation is too low... If you were concealing your aura..."
"No, we werenât deliberately concealing our aura, we couldnât see you either just now."
"Huh? Whyâs that?"
"Before you entered the city, we were likely not in the same world... It wasnât until you entered the city that we returned to the same world. Whoever crafted this Legendary Land must have used space techniques with such exquisite skill."
Yang Qiangjin had a fondness for space techniques in recent years, studying them extensively. An expert sees the subtleties; this play of the virtual and the real was completely beyond her perception, and she didnât understand how it was achieved.
Yang Min pondered for a moment and said, "Auntie, since thatâs the case, thereâs not much point in us staying here. If others can enter... then let them enter. If not, we canât help them either."
"Indeed..."
While they talked, the city defense general Zhong Yi approached.
"Do you know them?"
"Reporting, sir, these 10 people are my fellow villagers."
"Oh... I see. Now, to inform you... all the grain has been received by our Guangning City. You may go to the military camp to rest, and once rested, return with your fellow villagers."
Zhong Yiâs eyes were fixed on the grain, immediately ordering soldiers to load all the grain from the Flying Sky Basin, leaving them not a single grain.
Yang Zhuguoâs eyebrows twitched a few times, feeling some resentment in his heart. This was grain they had painstakingly collected along the way.
Yang Min nodded to him, "No problem..."
This time it wasnât to comfort people, because they had a better plan.
"Letâs go, back to camp, gather up."
The Yang Familyâs direct line, side lines, and Sky Dragon Armyâs Puzzle Solvers finally gathered together.
Although some people were temporarily out of sight due to the lack of visibility, the current strength was already quite formidable.
At this time, everyone found a quiet corner in the military camp and started their first meeting.
Now, Yang Genshuo finally didnât have to switch screens to see so many people, merging so many perspectives into one.
He couldnât help but hum softly with comfort.
"Mm~ Since weâve finally gathered, if anyone has something to say, this would be a good time."
The unique golden words of the Ancestor hovered above the Yang Family members, and Yang Zhu immediately repeated them, making it easier for those not from the Yang Familyâs direct line to hear the Ancestorâs voice.
At this moment, Yang Zhushuang stepped forward.
"As the first person to enter the city, Iâll say a few words first..."
"Get down."
Yang Qiangjin coldly snorted, and Yang Zhushuangâs open mouth paused, the words stuck in his throat, his face flushed red, then he clenched his fists and retreated.
Being a figure of his grandmotherâs generation, no matter how unruly he was, he didnât dare to act rashly.
Even his father didnât dare raise his voice in front of the Half-step Nascent Soul Grandma Jin.
This was not Grandma Jinqing, who would discuss reason and theory with you. This was Yang Qiangjin, someone who only pursued cultivation and was also quite protective.
Her likes and dislikes were written all over her face.
She did indeed hate Yang Zhushuang, having heard of some of the scoundrel things he had done.
If he werenât a member of the Yang Family, he wouldâve been stripped of his cultivation and expelled from the city long ago.
Others took pleasure in his misfortune.
After all, Yang Zhushuang was too impolite, and it wasnât his turn to speak first.
"It seems the foundation of the Yang Family is still strong, just that some are not fit for important use..."
Being suddenly drawn into the Legendary Land impacted the Yang Family significantly, but it also allowed Yang Genshuo to see the true nature of many Yang Family descendants.
Overall... it was not too bad, not too good.
"So many newborns havenât received my blessing before birth. Their talent follows the common rules of the Immortal Cultivation World..."
In the Immortal Cultivation World, matching doors is paramount.
Itâs difficult for a highly talented cultivator to form a Daoist couple with a lowly talented one.
Because that would affect their descendantsâ talents.
Descendants often take the average of their parentsâ talents, fluctuating to some extent.
Rarely, some might have better; some might be worse.
In general, aside from outliers, most cultivatorsâ childrenâs talents are strongly related to their parentsâ talents.
And previously, the first four generations of the Yang Family had talents improving with each generation, not only because they found better Daoist partners but crucially due to the Ancestorâs blessing.
[Blessings: Spirit Storage]
Could stabilize and enhance a childâs talent, slightly better than the parentsâ.
With such continuous growth, the Yang Familyâs descendantsâ talents would eventually reach Heavenly Spirit Root, Immortal Talent...
However, this suddenly ceased for 100 years, coinciding with the Yang Familyâs population boom. This generationâs talents... are truly varied.
Especially since most of the descendantsâ origins were these two scoundrels, Yang Qianglin and Yang Qiangyuan...
So even though the Yang Family descendants are numerous now, so are the scoundrels...
"Luckily, there are a few good seedlings... Focus on nurturing them; as for the rest... leave it to fate. If those with ambition can be helped, then help them. If not... let them muddle through. Thereâs nothing wrong with muddling through a lifetime."
As a clan grows, it can accommodate some layabouts.
After driving Yang Zhushuang away, Yang Qiangjin started speaking:
"Even though weâve entered the city, it... may not be completely safe. Guangning City is vast, and most households have closed their doors. The whole street is deserted, looking like a ghost town. I feel there might be something fishy and itâs worth investigating..."
Yang Min picked up the thread, "Auntie is right. Weâre at a military camp; the soldiers here have not troubled us, but... the camp is guarded, and theyâve been watching us. The soldiers here are better equipped and capable than the Flowing Corpses outside. We need to stay vigilant."
Yang Zhushuang couldnât help but interrupt again, "These dog officials here are not good people! They took my grain! We have to find a way to take it back!"
As the first to enter the city, he didnât guard against Zhong Yiâs inquiry and directly exposed his resources, resulting in all his grain being confiscated... heâs been holding a grudge.
Especially seeing others come in with his experience, hiding their grain tightly only added to his annoyance! He found solace only seeing Yang Zhuguo and others.
"Although we are assembled... itâs not wise to clash with the officials. We still donât know the story, so letâs observe first... Yang Zhushuang, behave yourself and donât cause trouble."
Yang Min warned.
Yang Zhushuang rolled his eyes, "Fine, I get it... but if I get into the capital without grain, then everyoneâs grain should be shared equally. That would be fair."
He doesnât want to starve to death here due to lack of grain.
Although bluntly stated, this was also what Yang Min thought.
"Hmm... weâre all family, I certainly wonât abandon anyone. Weâll find a way to survive till the end... I guarantee it."
In contrast to Yang Minâs conviction, Yang Qiangjin didnât say such things; she was pondering one issue.
"Why did Zhong Yi work to confiscate our grain? Could he... be planning harm against those who didnât submit their grain?"
"Hmm... we indeed need to be cautious."
"Yang Min, later we should go and take a look together... see what secrets this city holds."