Chapter 79

Just as the three alchemists of the Great Cauldron Hall were uncertain about Yang Junshan, Yang Junshan had already boarded the long-distance carriage to Chenyu County.

The carriage journey lasted for a day and a night, and the swaying of the carriage prevented Yang Junshan from immersing himself in cultivation. Moreover, he was not the only one in the carriage, so he could not assume the posture of the Tiger Squatting Diagram. Bored, Yang Junshan immersed his mind in the incomplete "Six Viscera Brocade."

The Six Viscera Brocade detailed methods to strengthen the six vital organs, accompanied by extremely exquisite illustrations. Unfortunately, the illustrations for the triple burner and large intestine were mostly damaged, and the illustration for the stomach was also damaged, preventing Yang Junshan from fully understanding this miraculous boxing technique.

First, he carefully read through the three complete sections of the Viscera Brocade, naturally giving rise to the idea of practicing them. After all, this secret technique could be practiced in a static state, without disturbing others or revealing any signs.

Immersing his mind in his body, he tried to vibrate his internal organs with spiritual energy according to the Six Viscera Brocade, attempting to find the easiest organ to cultivate using the resonance secret technique recorded in it. He secretly prayed that it would not be the triple burner, large intestine, or stomach.

Fortunately, Yang Junshan's prayer seemed to work. In a daze, he suddenly felt an anomaly when the spiritual energy in his gallbladder was activated. The spiritual energy in the expanded immortal spirit acupoint in his gallbladder was stirred, causing the entire acupoint to boil and slowly rotate.

Yang Junshan was startled and opened his eyes, only to find that the carriage was still swaying, and the other passengers were swaying as if half-asleep. He then realized that it was already broad daylight, and he had been immersed in the cultivation of the Six Viscera Brocade for such a long time.

Immersing his mind in his body again, Yang Junshan could clearly feel that his gallbladder seemed different, as if it had gained a faint layer of vitality. The immortal spirit acupoint in his gallbladder, which was already filled with spiritual energy, now showed signs of solidification. Perhaps due to the solidification, the spiritual energy became more concentrated, and many gaps appeared in the immortal spirit acupoint.

The solidification and concentration of spiritual energy were signs of laying the foundation for immortality, which made Yang Junshan even more surprised and uncertain. Could this be due to the cultivation of the Six Viscera Brocade? But he had only practiced for one night!

To make his immortal foundation more perfect, he needed to fill the gaps in the immortal spirit acupoint with spiritual energy, which was why he suddenly woke up during cultivation.

What also surprised him was that the earth spiritual energy, which emphasized a solid foundation, had already been sufficiently condensed and heavy in his body. However, he did not expect that the cultivation of the Six Viscera Brocade would cause further concentration, a phenomenon he had never seen in his past or present life.

Even if the Six Viscera Brocade had the effect of accelerating the condensation of the immortal foundation, the strong compression of spiritual energy also slowed down the cultivation speed. It was unclear whether this increase and decrease was good or bad. After all, the Six Viscera Brocade was a body-strengthening secret technique, so how could it also affect the cultivation of internal spiritual energy?

Fortunately, he had a dozen Law Cloud Pills and seventy to eighty jade coins. As long as he did not advance to the fourth level within half a year, it would be enough for his cultivation.

Unable to understand the reason, Yang Junshan decided not to think about it and instead focused on cultivating the gallbladder section of the Six Viscera Brocade. Another day and night passed, and the carriage finally stopped. They had arrived at Chenyu County.

Yang Junshan was far less familiar with Chenyu County than Mengyu County. This was not because he had never been there in his past life, but because Chenyu County had been destroyed in a battle shortly after the collapse of the Heaven-Shaking Sect. Yang Junshan was familiar with the ruins of Chenyu County.

However, Chenyu County was clearly more prosperous than Mengyu County, with people and vehicles bustling on the streets, giving a sense of a bustling city. After familiarizing himself with the layout of the county, Yang Junshan did not linger and instead left the city to board a carriage to Qingstone Town.

After arriving in Qingstone Town, Yang Junshan did not immediately go to the Yang family's old residence but instead followed the route in his memory and turned west, arriving at a large mansion.

Han Xiusheng, who had already received the news, was waiting at the door. Seeing Yang Junshan walking on foot, he first showed a look of confusion, then surprise, and hesitantly approached him.

Yang Junshan smiled and said, "Uncle, don't you recognize me?"

"Is it really you, Shan'er?" Han Xiusheng's eyes sparkled with amazement. "Three years have passed, and you've grown so tall. If you didn't look more and more like your father, I wouldn't have recognized you."

The uncle and nephew chatted for a while, and then Han Xiusheng asked, "Xiaoshan, why did you walk here by yourself? Haven't you gone to the old residence in the east of the town yet?"

The Yang family was a prominent clan in Qingstone Town, and most of the residences in the east of the town belonged to the Yangs, including the old residence. Han Xiusheng was asking why he had not first visited the old residence to pay respects to his elders.

Yang Junshan said nonchalantly, "Since I'm staying with you, there's no rush to go to the old residence. Otherwise, meeting so many people would be uncomfortable, and if someone invites me to stay, it would be awkward to refuse. It's better to use you as a shield, so both sides can save face."

Han Xiusheng laughed and scolded, "You little rascal, you're so cunning, even calculating with your own uncle. If you don't want to go, that's fine. This is your home. But seriously, if you go back to the old residence now, there might be many people who want to curry favor with you."

This surprised Yang Junshan. In his past life, he had come directly to his uncle's house to avoid trouble. How could he have become so popular according to his uncle?

"Come, don't stand on the street. Let's go inside. Your aunt has prepared spirit grain rice, waiting for you," Han Xiusheng said, pulling Yang Junshan into the house.

The Han family was also a cultivator family in Qingstone Town, not a prominent clan, but with several generations of martial cultivators. They were a long-standing family in Qingstone Town, though the Han family had always been small, with only Han Xiusheng and his sister Han Xiumei in their father's generation.

Entering the house, his aunt came out to greet him, smiling, "Is this Xiaoshan? You look more and more like your father. Come inside and sit down. We'll eat soon."

Seeing his aunt's warm smile, Yang Junshan felt a mix of emotions. In his past life, when he came to his uncle's house, his uncle was still affectionate, but his aunt was far less enthusiastic than she was now.

The reason was that before his grandfather's death, he had entrusted Yang Tiangang to take care of his uncle's family, and Yang Tiangang had arranged a job for him in the town's spirit soil mine. Later, when Yang Tiangang moved to Wasteland Town, his uncle's family lost their support and life became less smooth.

However, now that Yang Tiangang's family was in Wasteland Town, Han Xiumei had recently broken through to the Martial Human Realm, and a month ago, when Yang Tiangang brought Yang Junping to Qingstone Town to test his spirit acupoints, he himself was already a third-level Martial Human Realm expert and had brought ten stones of spirit grain to his uncle's family.

Ten stones of spirit grain were enough to sustain his uncle's family of four for two to three years, which was a considerable cultivation resource for ordinary cultivator families in Qingstone Town.

Moreover, the news brought back by his Seventh Aunt's family from Earth Mound Village had spread throughout Qingstone Town. Everyone knew that the third son of the Yang family, who had left in a fit of anger years ago, was now thriving in Wasteland Town. Recently, five Yang family clansmen had followed him to Wasteland Town.

Entering the hall, Yang Junshan asked, "Where are Xiaojing and Xiaowu? I haven't seen them."

Han Xiusheng shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Who knows where they are playing. I can't take care of them now. Your aunt has spoiled them. Xiaojing is almost at the age to test his immortal spirit acupoints, but his practice of the Bull Fist is a mess."

"Let's not talk about them," Han Xiusheng waved his hand. "Since you're already in Qingstone Town, it wouldn't be right not to visit the old residence. But don't worry, even if there are still some grudges, no one will show you any disrespect. Some might even try to curry favor with you."

Yang Junshan's expression remained unchanged, and he asked, "Uncle, what's really going on?"

Han Xiusheng sneered, "What else? First, the old Yang family is having a hard time, while your father is thriving. Some in the old Yang family might be thinking of bringing your family back. Second, your father has advanced to the third level of the Martial Human Realm, which changes his status. In the entire Yang family, only your grandmother, your Second Grandfather, and your Eldest Uncle have cultivation above the third level of the Martial Human Realm. You don't have to worry about anyone tripping you up."

Yang Junshan was skeptical, "The old Yang family controls most of Qingstone Town. How hard can their life be? Even with the recent famine and reduced harvest, they still have years of accumulation..."

"Accumulation? What accumulation?"

Han Xiusheng interrupted Yang Junshan with a sneer, "If life were still manageable, why would they have confiscated your Ninth Uncle's Peng family?"

Yang Junshan was stunned, as if he couldn't believe his ears, and asked, "Uncle, what did you say?"

Han Xiusheng sighed, "You don't know. Half a month ago, your Ninth Uncle Peng Shidao's old injury from breaking through the Martial Human Realm flared up, and he couldn't survive it. Three days after his death, the Yang family took his only surviving sister, Peng Shitong, to the Yang family, claiming to take care of her. But the Peng family's accumulated wealth and spirit fields were all taken by the Yang family."

Yang Junshan murmured, "My Ninth Uncle is dead!"