Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying

"If you're looking for a Fifth Grade Array, you'll probably need to go to the Illusion Sect and find those Nascent Soul Stage Sect Leaders and Elders to buy it, but this kind of Divine Item... no one knows how many Spirit Stones would be enough."

It's likely to be an astronomical price... perhaps even with Spirit Stones, you won't be able to buy it.

This discovery made Yang Genshuo anxious.

"Maybe I should try my luck in that Ancient Secret Realm... the appearance of this thing must have a reason."

Yang Genshuo saw green vapor emanating from the graves of Yang Shi and Ding Zhen, seemingly having some connection with the earthquake that swept across the entire Danai Dynasty...

"Let's quickly proceed to the ancestral rites then, send the items over, by that time Yang Fujian will have recovered from his injuries, Yang Fu will have snuck over, if the Demon Clan doesn't launch a fierce attack... the two brothers may venture inside for a probe."

Yang Genshuo accelerated the process, and the span of two months would quickly pass.

At this time, Guo Xiaozhi had already driven him from his hometown to the base of Jiuhua Mountain in Shimen City.

"Eh?"

Guo Xiaozhi stopped the car at the foot of the mountain.

"What's wrong?"

"Brother Shuo, look at the mountain... so many people."

"Hmm???"

Yang Genshuo opened the door and stepped out, at a glance, Jiuhua Mountain was surprisingly crowded with people, and there were tour guides holding little flags.

"What? How come? There are tourists? Jiuhua Mountain isn't even a tourist area!"

Yang Genshuo was dumbfounded.

This mountain is basically undeveloped, with only one circular mountain road leading from the base to the summit, everything else is wild, unmanaged, and unpromoted.

Living up there has always been peaceful for me, without worrying about revealing anomalies, nor afraid of my estate's things being peeked at.

Yet... after going home for the New Year's, I've returned to find it turned into a tourist spot???

This is ridiculous!

"Quick, drive up to take a look!"

...

Yang Fu sped all the way back to the Cloud Hidden Spirit Sect.

From afar, seeing the sect not engulfed in war, still as serene as ever, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"The sect hasn't been invaded... so why did the Sect Leader urgently summon all of us disciples back?"

Yang Fu wasn't quite sure, continuously seeing disciples returning from their training outside, all equally puzzled.

Upon entering the Earth Spirit Pavilion, a group of disciples greeted him.

"Greetings, Vice Pavilion Master Yang!"

"Hmm hmm, do any of you know the reason...?"

"We just arrived too, not quite sure..."

These new disciples universally shook their heads.

Wu Yi and the Immortal Chef also looked at him questioningly.

"Where's the master?"

"With the Sect Leader inside discussing matters... asked us to wait, once most are here, a sect meeting will start."

"Hmm... understood."

After Yang Fu emerged from seclusion, his strength surged, and previously having experience in managing the Earth Spirit Pavilion, he was appointed Deputy Pavilion Master by Long Hong, overseeing various matters within the Spirit Pavilion, whereas Long Hong relaxed his management.

The Golden Core Elders of the Earth Spirit Pavilion also respected this well-prepared junior colleague, who acted as interim Pavilion Master in hard times.

Even though the personnel of the Earth Spirit Pavilion were quite peculiar, internally they were very amiable.

Especially after that expedition to the Dragon God Immortal Palace, the Earth Spirit Pavilion disciples gained much, many achieving Golden Core over these decades, their strength unprecedented, almost neck and neck with the Spirit Pavilion known as the Heavenly Spirit Pavilion.

Li Yao approached upon seeing Yang Fu.

"Brother Yang, has your nephew mentioned any news from my family recently?"

Yang Fu sighed, patted Li Yao on the shoulder.

"Brother Li... Bihai Sect sacrificed themselves completely to fend off the Sea Clan, all fill up the sea for the Sea God Dynasty temporally..."

Li Yao's eyes instantly reddened, huge teardrops fell.

His father, his former master, his brothers... all gone.

Yang Fu didn't know how to comfort this brother, realizing that no words could alleviate the pain...

After waiting for a day, Sect Leader Chen Yuan emerged from the great hall.

He looked at the eight thousand Inner Sect disciples standing in the Cloud Hidden Spirit Sect's sermon ground, a complex light flickering in his eyes, seemingly worried but more so filled with hope and expectation.

After a moment, Sect Leader Chen Yuan spoke.

"You've mostly heard... of some events occurring in the Twelve Dynasties over the years."

"The Danai Dynasty, Sky Garden Dynasty, Sea God Dynasty, Silver Land Dynasty, and others are all in turmoil, with traces of foreign invaders."

"Many of you disciples have approached the Pavilion Masters of various Spirit Pavilions, have approached me, hoping the Sect would help their dynasties through these trying times, but I... have consistently refused."

"Surely, you have many thoughts in your hearts, believing the Sect to be heartless, indifferent to life and death, no different from the evil path. Some disciples even attempted to stow away via the Tribute Ship, all of whom I stopped..."

Yang Fu twitched an eyebrow.

Oh no, it's not only he and Li Yao who wanted to stow away, others as well!

And the Sect Leader already knew, leaving them no opportunity.

"But it's not that I don't want to, but that I cannot..."

At this point, Li Yao couldn't hold back anymore. With a furious expression, he flew up, and a massive wave of water vapor surged behind him as he pointed at Chen Yuan's nose, shouting:

"Cannot? Why cannot! You Great Cultivators clearly have the ability to stop all this, yet you all stand by and watch. That's bad enough, but you also stop us from rescuing our own dynasties. What kind of bullshit reasoning is this!!! I, Li Yao, refuse to accept it! The blood debt of the Li Family... you all must bear half of it too!"

Li Yao shouted himself hoarse, his eyes blood-red, filled with extreme anger!

He could no longer control himself!

"Brother Li, come down! Don't be reckless, the Sect Leader surely has his reasons..."

Yang Fu quickly flew over to pull him down.

It's the Sect Leader!

A Nascent Soul mid-stage Cultivator could crush Li Yao like an ant. Although the Sect Leader was kind and amiable in daily life, a Nascent Soul Cultivator was one of the top Cultivators on this continent, how can anyone dare to point at his nose and scold?

"What reason can justify the lives of thousands of sect cultivators?"

Li Yao shouted in anger!

"Come down first and then talk!"

Yang Fu used his Spiritual Power, intending to forcibly drag Li Yao down from mid-air, but Li Yao remained unmoved, his entire body's Water Spiritual Power turning into ice, freezing him in mid-air.

"Sigh... Yang Fu, let go of Li Yao, I already know about your Sea God Dynasty's situation... Your father Li Sansi can indeed be called... a hero. Without the sacrifices of your father and others, today's assembly wouldn't be possible. Let me explain the reason to you all slowly."

Everyone looked at Chen Yuan.

"There are ten Great Immortal Sects on the Spirit Miao Continent, each ruling over different dynasties due to their unique positions. Surely, someone must have wondered why, with such a vast land and abundant Spiritual Energy, cultivators from the dynasties aren't allowed to come up together for Cultivation?"

Yang Fu stared intensely at Chen Yuan.

The Yang Family had long sought this answer.

Feng Yi had mentioned some things, but not entirely.

"Because... each dynasty is like a massive tomb, and we, the people of each dynasty, are the descendants of the Tomb Guardians of those times."

???

A line of question marks floated across everyone's faces, completely unable to understand.

Tomb?

Tomb Guardian?

Whose tomb?

Yang Fu felt even more confused.

Chen Yuan didn't keep them in suspense, calmly explaining in detail:

"They are the tombs of the ancestors of the Human Clan, more than five thousand years ago, our ancestors of the Human Clan suppressed various races, some were directly sealed, while some powerful races, like the Demon Clan, Demon Clan, Sea Clan... and so on, could not be completely sealed, hence some powerful Human Clan members suppressed them with their lives, sealing the passages and distancing ourselves from the Spirit Miao Continent."

"Five thousand years have passed... the once impregnable seals have gradually begun to show cracks, various races are eager to move, constantly breaking through the seals and entering the major dynasties."

"But we still can't take action, because... only when [heroes fall, the earth weeps, the dynasty trembles] will the dynasty reveal its true form, where there are relics left by our ancestors..."

"Reviving the Qi Fortune of the Human Clan is crucial in this!"

"Li Yao, Yang Fu, the sacrifices of your family and friends awakened the heroic souls of the ancestors, awakened the Qi Fortune of the Human Clan, I... am eternally grateful!"

After hearing the reason, Li Yao took a deep breath skyward, the tears in the corners of his eyes gradually drying.

Yang Fu also felt a slight tingling in his nose.

'Father... did you hear? You are recognized as a hero by the ancestors of the Human Clan, the earth weeps for your departure... you are worthy of heaven and earth.'

At this moment, Chen Yuan loudly shouted:

"Fellow disciples... the time has come, it is our turn to descend the mountain and eliminate the demons!"

"All disciples, immediately head to the dynasties that have been invaded, to defend our home and country!"

"For every dynasty invaded by foreign races, a senior elder will lead the team, the Danai Dynasty will be led by Elder Murong of the Heavenly Spirit Pavilion, Sky Garden Dynasty will be led by the Wind Spirit Pavilion..."

While the Sect Leader was arranging other matters, Yang Fu heard that familiar name.

Murong Ziyuan.

She was donned in a purple Daoist robe, her face icy cold at the moment, with a wave of her hand, she flew onto a magic ship.

"Disciples heading to the Danai Dynasty, get ready and come to me, in seven days... we set off!"

Her face bore an unconcealed fury!