Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying

The Douyang cultivator spoke decisively, as if the matter had already been settled by him.

Yang Fu and Yang Fujian exchanged glances and could see the discomfort in each other's eyes.

The Douyang cultivator seemed not to notice and continued to arrange affairs on his own:

"After Ziyan and I explored, we found two ancient secret realms currently present in the world. We tried one of them, and there are no obstacles; any human cultivator can enter, but the demon clan will be intercepted."

"The sect leader said this is an heirloom left by our ancestors, containing immense value. If we acquire it, our strength will undoubtedly increase. Let's not delay and depart tomorrow."

"Yang Fujian, arrange the Danai Dynasty's army and cultivators to guard the entrance of the secret realm for us. Don't let the demon clan get close while we are inside."

After finishing his words, Yang Fujian's eyes slightly drooped.

"Senior Douyang... we haven't yet discussed the next steps. The demon clan surrounds us, and if we rashly enter the secret realm, we may be attacked... there's a Great Demon with Golden Core Perfection over there."

"If no one betrays us, they wouldn't know we went to the secret realm. Haven't they refrained from attacking for over a month? We'll go quickly and return, no need to worry unnecessarily."

"Senior, don't underestimate the demon clan... their reconnaissance skills are no less than ours, perhaps even a level higher. Should they learn of your entry into the secret realm, they might invade our Bright City, ruining our favorable situation..."

"Yang Fu, tell your brother to obey orders. I know how to handle things. Understand?"

The Douyang cultivator directly interrupted Yang Fujian's words.

Patiently explaining, Yang Fujian frowned, clenching his hand slightly.

Yang Qiangjing pressed her hand on Yang Fujian's back and shook her head at him.

Yang Fu noticed that the atmosphere wasn't right, so he changed the topic.

"Uncle Murong, what do you think? The Feng Family is colluding with the enemy. If they don't want the news to be relayed back to the Cloud Hidden Spirit Sect, they might kill our sect's disciples..."

Murong Ziyuan was the strongest among them, and her attitude was crucial.

Yang Fu wanted to seize the opportunity to take down the Feng Family.

At least this was a known factor. If danger arose here, they could retreat calmly and intercept the demon clan above Bright City.

Yang Fu always had a bad feeling... the Feng Family was definitely up to something.

If they didn't resolve it while the Feng Family was weakened, it would be harder to deal with later. Avenging Yang Shi might take who knows how long.

Even before Murong Ziyuan spoke, the Douyang cultivator was already dissatisfied.

"Ziyan and I have decided to take the treasure first today; it's not like we're refusing to help you clear the demon clan..."

Yang Fu smiled politely without speaking, only looking at the silent Murong Ziyuan.

Yang Fujian did the same.

She, with an ice-cold expression, said calmly:

"Tomorrow, send some disciples into the secret realm to explore and see if they can freely enter and exit."

"Furthermore, this secret realm is of significant importance to the sect. Acquiring it early would prevent complications."

"Dismissed."

Murong Ziyuan directly stopped the topic from continuing, clearly supporting the Douyang cultivator.

Yang Fu pondered, considering the matters ahead.

Yang Fujian and Yang Fuqing felt disappointed.

Yang Fuqing sighed: "Three days later, I've arranged with those benevolent demons who are close to us to leave the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance. At that time, chaos and turmoil will surely ensue, offering us the best opportunity."

She was no longer the Holy Mother Yang Fuqing of the past; any demons threatening the Danai Dynasty should be killed, leaving only the benevolent ones.

Over the years, Yang Fuqing's actions reduced many enemies for the Danai Dynasty, split the demon clan faction, saved countless lives, and accrued some merit.

She was on the right path.

"Is this the benefactor my father always talked about, Murong Ziyuan? She seems only to care about her own interests, ignoring the safety of the Danai Dynasty's hundred thousand cultivators!"

They already had enough intelligence and initiated a division within the demon clan, yet such a great opportunity was about to be missed!

Yang Fujian was unwilling!

He believed Murong Ziyuan and the Douyang cultivator were merely coveting the treasures of the secret realm.

"Xiao Jian, watch your words!"

Yang Fu wanted to cover his mouth but withdrew his hand.

Speaking within the Divine Sense range of a Golden Core Perfection cultivator, even a mosquito's buzz could be heard, and it was certainly eavesdropped upon now.

"Uncle Murong surely has her reasons for doing so... tomorrow, let's first see the secret realm. If we can come and go freely, then there's no harm."

"Hmph!"

Yang Fujian turned and left.

He hated that his cultivation was insufficient and had to endure others' gazes even in his own turf.

Yang Fujian was only at the second level of physical Nirvana, now reaching his current strength through three spiritual artifacts.

Clap!

Yang Fujian went to his backyard and unearthed a crystal coffin containing the corpse of a Golden Core Great Demon.

"[Life Transfer Technique]!"

The demon's Qi-Blood transformed into a long river of blood Qi, absorbed into Yang Fujian's body.

His Qi-Blood continued to burgeon!

This was a cultivation technique Yang Fujian created for cultivating Qi-Blood, inspired by Yang Qiangzheng's [Corpse Gatherer] talent, observing how he absorbed the demon clan's Qi-Blood flow.

Although it wasn't as handy as Yang Qiangzheng's talent, it allowed his Qi-Blood to become more vigorous, making his physical body more formidable.

Regarding his [Divine Power·Evil Breaking], a powerful physical body increased his endurance, allowing him to use his divine skills more frequently.

Yang Fujian cultivated furiously!

"I must break through! No longer at others' mercy!"