Chapter 1778 - 1775: Killing Two Birds with One Stone

Chapter 1778: Chapter 1775: Killing Two Birds with One Stone

The two arrived at the residence of Ji Bangying. The Ji family members, a total of over two hundred and thirty people, all knelt outside the main gate.

Many of these people had met Yang Fei before, but they were not particularly familiar.

"Young Master Yang."

"Taoist Yang."

"Senior Yang, Elder Zhuge."

The Ji family members were very familiar with Yang Fei, and upon seeing Yang Fei and Zhuge Cang arrive, they all greeted them.

Yang Fei and Zhuge Cang nodded in response.

Qin Huai’an, Qin Yanyang, Tong Yunshu, Helian Rong, Sect Master Zhang, Duanmu Wentong, and Duanmu Song, among others, who were cultivators remaining on Earth, also rushed over upon hearing the news.

"How is Brother Ji?" Sect Master Zhang, with hair and beard all white, asked in a trembling voice.

He had not succeeded in Foundation Establishment and now had little time left.

Now that Ji Bangying was on his deathbed, he seemed to see his own end approaching, filled with sadness.

"My father... he is almost gone."

Ji Bangying’s eldest son, Ji Wu, said with reddened eyes.

His other brothers and the clan’s children all wore expressions of sadness.

After all, Ji Bangying had protected the Ji family for many years, and amidst the chaotic changes of the world, he had led the Ji family through it. Nowadays, the Ji family was considered one of the pillars of the Earth cultivation world, having firmly established itself. Every Ji family child had genuine respect for Ji Bangying.

Those who were familiar with Ji Bangying crowded in, coming to the bedside of Ji Bangying.

They saw Ji Bangying pale as death, with faint breath, lying in bed dressed in plain white clothes.

When he saw everyone arrive, his unfocused gaze swept across their faces, finally resting on Yang Fei, who immediately became excited. His face even showed a bit of vitality, becoming ruddy.

"Elder Ji."

Yang Fei quickly walked over to support him.

Ji Bangying held Yang Fei’s hand and said comfortingly, "To see Taoist Yang before I die—I’ve no regrets."

Yang Fei said with shame, "I’m late."

Ji Bangying smiled, "You... you have many heavy burdens and too many concerns in your heart. Being able to see you one last time is Ji’s great fortune."

Though Yang Fei and Ji Bangying did not have many interactions, upon reflection, from the initial opposition of the Hidden Sect, to the ensuing internal strife, the Ji family and Zhang family had struck a decisive blow against the faction of Zhuge and Duanmu aristocratic families, establishing a victory for their side.

Later, after the Ji family entered the secular world, they were always well-behaved, contributing tirelessly to repel the Western powers. When Ji Qingshan grew up, the Ji family even allowed him to act freely, contributing significantly.

Seeing this elderly cultivator who had cultivated for over a hundred years, about to reach his life’s end because he couldn’t enter Foundation Establishment, Yang Fei also felt touched, inexplicably saddened.

"Yang Fei, Ji knows you care deeply for the world and won’t ignore the Ji family’s life and death. But with my last breath, I have to shamelessly ask you to take care of the Ji family disciples. They..."

Ji Bangying’s gaze moved to the high-ranking disciples entering the room, and he sighed, "They are not talented, but their intentions are sincere. From now on, the Ji family will be entrusted to Qingshan. I hope Taoist Yang will look after him."

Yang Fei replied, "Elder Ji, rest assured, I, Yang Fei, will do my utmost to help Daoist Ji Qingshan grow. With Ji Qingshan, the Ji family will not decline."

Ji Bangying’s unfocused eyes became bright, showing relief and satisfaction.

The Ji family members had no objections to this old clan leader’s final words.

With Yang Fei present, or even without him, no one in the Ji family would dare challenge Ji Qingshan, for Ji Qingshan was the only one in the Ji family who had achieved Foundation Establishment.

That night, Ji Bangying passed away.

It was said that from that day, Sect Master Zhang went into seclusion and never emerged. Three years later, he ultimately failed in Foundation Establishment and passed away within a few months.

After the death of Sect Master Zhang, all those of the Divine Travel Realm in the Hidden Sect of that generation who hadn’t achieved Foundation Establishment had turned to dust. Zhuge Cang, remaining in White Jade City and the only one of that generation still alive, locked himself in a room for three months.

Whether it was the great shock of his peers’ passing or his years of standing by the Wooden House, perfecting his physical foundation, in just thirty years, he reached the Peak of Late-stage Foundation Establishment and eventually succeeded in Core Formation. But that’s a story for another time.

After reaching Nascent Soul Formation, Yang Fei returned to Earth and reunited with three women, staying for half a year.

He piloted a Spirit Boat, traveling across the entire Earth. He revisited the maps of Earth once drawn by Ouyang He, and based on his observations, he corrected and improved the current records of Earth’s mountains and rivers.

What originally took Ouyang He years to accomplish, now with Yang Fei’s success in Nascent Soul Formation, took only a month to tour the Earth.

On his return, Tong Yunshu immediately greeted him happily.

Seeing her demeanor, Yang Fei knew there was good news and asked, "What has made you so happy?"

Tong Yunshu said, "Guess."

His mind racing with thoughts, Yang Fei looked over the person before him.

Suddenly, his gaze fixed on Tong Yunshu’s belly, and he asked with delight, "Are you pregnant?"

Tong Yunshu’s pretty face reddened, but she showed no shyness, generously saying, "Yes, I found out half a month ago. I wanted to surprise you, but how did you realize it at a glance?"

Yang Fei quickly took her hand, exclaiming with excitement, "That’s wonderful, I’m going to be a father again."

Though a cultivator, Yang Fei always cared about his offspring. Though Helian Rong had given him a son, he didn’t mind having more. Especially since Qin Yanyang and Tong Yunshu had never had children, he understood the regret and inadequacy they felt.

Thinking of Qin Yanyang, Yang Fei’s smile immediately faded.

Helian Rong, having had a child first, gave birth to Yang Cheng, and now Tong Yunshu was also pregnant, yet Qin Yanyang remained without news. She must be feeling terrible inside.

As a woman, she longed to be a mother, especially with her proud and lofty nature, always considering herself Yang Fei’s first wife. The fact that she couldn’t bear children for him weighed heavily on her.

Now that Helian Rong and Tong Yunshu were both pregnant, the blow to Qin Yanyang was imaginable.

Seeing the worry suddenly appear amidst Yang Fei’s originally joyful expression, Tong Yunshu chuckled and said, "What, are you worried about your first wife?"

Holding her hand, Yang Fei smiled bitterly, "She must be feeling very upset."

Tong Yunshu nodded, "Yes, when she found out I was pregnant too, she seemed happy, but secretly she was sad. She immediately announced a closed-door retreat, refusing to see anyone."

Yang Fei felt increasingly worried.

"Yun Shu, I am truly overjoyed that you are pregnant, but Yanyang’s feelings also need to be considered. I... I should go see her first, please don’t be upset." Yang Fei gently embraced Tong Yunshu as he spoke.

Tong Yunshu nodded gently, "I understand, go ahead."

Yang Fei hurried towards Qin Yanyang’s residence, pondering how to comfort her once they met.

As he arrived outside the wooden house, just as he was about to speak, he heard Qin Huai’an’s voice, "Oh dear, girl, why are you reacting so strongly? The same pregnancy, and that Tong family girl is fine, yet you, as a Mid stage Core Formation Cultivator, are so tormented."