Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying

Yang Feng opened his eyes and sighed.

"He still found us..."

Yang Qiangwei hugged his arm: "It's fine, the old ancestor sent a message, Feng Yi has already been defeated, most of the Feng family soldiers have been killed in battle, and a hundred thousand direct descendants are slaughtered. We can't beat him, so we should just run."

The Yang Qiangwei now is more confident than ten years ago.

Similarly, Yang Feng is also calm and composed, without any panic about facing a Golden Core ninth-level expert.

"Alright, then let's meet him... I remember the old ancestor mentioned before that he had a few questions that he always wanted to ask Feng Yi, right?"

"Yes! I'll call the old ancestor now."

A strong wave of consciousness was transmitted into Yang Genshuo's mind.

Yang Genshuo, who had been drinking all night and was a bit hungover, immediately sobered up upon seeing Feng Yi and Ye Liyue standing outside Yang Feng's door!

"Damn it! How did he find us?"

He gently circulated his Spiritual Power, expelling all the alcohol from his body, and then carefully observed.

Outside the door were only Feng Yi and Ye Liyue, and they didn't draw any weapons, just stood there, somewhat excited.

It had only been a little over a month since the Demon Wind's great army defeat, but the totally defeated Feng Yi seemed to show no signs of decline, instead... smiling.

"The Feng family lost so many people, and Feng Yi doesn't care at all...?"

"How did he find Yang Feng? Does he know Yang Feng's identity now?"

Back when Yang Feng nonchalantly stole the family treasure from the Feng Family, Yang Genshuo knew that his identity would inevitably be partially exposed because only a chosen member of the Feng family could take that treasure.

But Yang Genshuo wasn't sure if the Feng family could know that Yang Feng was the son of Feng Xun...

Yang Feng walked out, chuckling:

"Old man Feng, you seem to be in a good mood... I just can't imagine. If so many of my family were dead... I wouldn't even have the appetite to eat, might as well find a river to jump into, since you barely have a few years left anyway."

He didn't even bother to play dumb; when people come knocking, it's clear that he's the one who stole the [Ancient Coin].

Feng Yi had imagined many times the scenario of grandfather and grandson reunion—excitement, blame, crying, hatred...

But he didn't expect Yang Feng's words to be so sharp.

Zero frames to start, directly in-your-face.

The smile on Feng Yi's face slowly disappeared, while the corner of Yang Genshuo's mouth slightly curved up.

"Yang Feng is so arrogant... how refreshing!"

My mouthpiece in the Immortal Cultivation World.

Facing the Golden Core ninth-level Feng Yi, Yang Feng, a Golden Core fourth-level cultivator, showed no fear, directly rubbing salt into the wound.

"Grandson, don't talk to your grandfather like that, he today..."

Ye Liyue just started speaking when Yang Feng interrupted.

"Old woman, you're next too. The old who don't die are thieves, I see you two being sneaky, not holding back anything good... If you're here for treasures, forget it, they've already merged with me. If it's about my dad... sorry, I'm not familiar."

At this moment, Ye Liyue's mouth was slightly open, but for a moment didn't know how to respond.

The two were hard-controlled by Yang Feng for an entire minute.

"Indeed, Feng Yi must have speculated about who Yang Feng's father is... this time he probably intends to take Yang Feng back."

Yang Genshuo felt a slight worry inside.

He wasn't worried about Yang Feng betraying the Yang Family; in fact, he trusted Yang Feng immensely.

Whether it was due to Yang Fu's raising and teaching, or the relationship with Yang Qiangwei, or even his own years of help, Yang Feng couldn't possibly forget it.

Despite his arrogance, he's a good kid...

Yang Genshuo wasn't worried about the safety of Yang Feng and Yang Qiangwei either, they couldn't beat Feng Yi, but they had the ability to escape, and if worse came to worst, they could use the [Ancient Coin] to scatter the coins.

He faintly felt something was... off.

Yang Feng might have mocked Feng Yi for having the mood to smile despite the death of so many people, but Yang Genshuo saw Feng Yi's condition... surprisingly not bad, not at all like someone whose descendants were massacred.

Logically speaking, his heart demon should have been provoked by Lei Zhen and wasn't cleared, a month ago it was even re-triggered by Yang Qiangzheng and had become quite severe.

Coupled with the slaughter of his descendants... his condition shouldn't be this good, he should have gone mad, tormented by the heart demon.

Yet at this moment Feng Yi... didn't have the air of a defeated dog, rather... confidence and assurance.

This was a dangerous signal.

"Ding Zhen, oh Ding Zhen... are you sure you really slaughtered them?"

He recalled again Ding Zhen's Merit Golden Body, which remained even up to his death, and his merit had always been positive.

But Ding Zhen couldn't possibly be lying, his Imprint Stone indeed controlled all the Feng family descendants and absorbed their resentment.

Also, his trained assassins... once they started killing, they could wipe out everything in ten minutes.

This level of massacre would surely massively reduce merit.

Yang Genshuo was very certain!

He had studied merit for many years and was very clear about how this set of Heavenly Dao logic operated. Ding Zhen was the prime culprit, he needed to bear the blood debt of these 100,000 people!

Merit would definitely be in the negative!

Ding Zhen's house-changing tactic was extremely ruthless!

Once successful, it was uncounterable.

Moreover, he didn't just change the house but also tricked Feng Yi, even if he returned, he could only collect corpses for his hundred thousand clansmen, it was akin to a divine move!

It was hard to imagine that this could be thought up by a Demon Killing rank tail-ender.

Yang Genshuo even glimpsed a hint of greatness...

"At that time, was there any possibility for the Feng family to counteract?"

Yang Genshuo recalled the scene of the battle...

"Feng Yi! I give you one last chance! I've captured 100,000 people from the Feng family, all of your Feng family's bloodline. Currently, they have just been drained of resentment and were left alive... if you retreat now, you can still save their lives!"