Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying

Yang Fuqing has become more mature, a competent sect leader and the chief intelligence steward.

At this moment, she pointed at the strategic map of the Danai Dynasty that she had drawn.

"Ancestor, in the early days, the Demon Clans were in utter chaos with many factions, but now, reaching the fourteenth year of the Danai Dynasty, the situation has changed. The most critical element is..."

"Flood Dragon Demon."

Yang Fuqing pointed at a small wooden Flood Dragon head on the strategic map.

"In recent years, he has been gathering various Demon Clans, not just the Great Demons at the Golden Core Stage, but also various lesser demons. This Flood Dragon... has vast ambitions and is considered loyal and straightforward among the Demon Clan, earning high prestige and rallying a large number of Demon Clans under his banner, naming it the Wan Yao Alliance."

"Conservatively estimating, of the hundred thousand Demon Clans that have come through the spatial rift in the Demon Realm, at least half are in the Wan Yao Alliance."

Yang Genshuo suddenly asked, "What about the tribes?"

"Eh?" Yang Fuqing was momentarily stunned, not keeping up with the Ancestor's train of thought.

"It's nothing, continue speaking."

"Oh... on the surface, I detected around 20 Golden Core Stage Demon Clans, all within the Wan Yao Alliance, their strength extremely formidable. Last year, my father and Auntie Cat were ambushed; it was their doing."

"And this signifies... we are no longer able to hunt down individual Great Demons at the Golden Core Stage outside, we can't defeat them."

Yang Genshuo posed the question, "Then why not hunt the Demon Clans that are not part of the Wan Yao Alliance?"

Yang Fuqing looked resentful, "Ancestor... the Demon Clans that are not part of the Wan Yao Alliance are either with us or they're the Peace Faction, not provoking anyone."

"Oh... so, all the nefarious Demon Clans have joined the Wan Yao Alliance, right."

"Yes, my father's slaying of Golden Core Stage Demon Clans over the years has accelerated their fusion. The great trend of the world, long divided must unite, long united must divide... The Demon Clans have already merged into two major factions."

"With the Flood Dragon Demon as a representation, the Wan Yao Alliance Demon Clans have the largest numbers, strongest strength, elite and aggressive."

"With the Great Bear and Pig Demon representing the Peace Faction, they're the second largest group, mostly consisting of Demon Clans who do not like causing trouble and engaging in fights. They inadvertently ended up here, do not plan to fight against the Human Clan, nor get into conflicts with other Demon Clans. Remaining conservatively neutral is their stance."

"In addition, there's the batch of Demon Clans we have gathered in Bright City, close to us humans, unfortunately, currently, only includes one Golden Core Old Turtle... if we count the flamboyant creature entangled with Fujian day and night, that's two Golden Core Stage Demon Clans, but we can't expect them to make a move."

Yang Genshuo nodded, also understanding the current situation.

"I understand... There's one more thing, the Wan Yao Alliance is actually in cahoots with the Feng Family of the Night Demon Palace, their backing... is stronger."

"Yes, Ancestor... it's a major hidden threat to us."

Yang Fuqing's face was very serious. Over the years, they did a lot, but the Demon Clans... inevitably integrated, forming a gigantic force.

Last year, when intercepting Yang Shi and Cat Soul Feather, they almost killed the two; it was their counterattack.

Had it not been for Cat Soul Feather's miraculous racial talent allowing her to escape with desperation, taking Yang Shi with her, the two would have been captured by the Wan Yao Alliance.

It was full of danger at the time, and Yang Genshuo spent a lot of incense to help.

"Ancestor?"

Yang Shi seemed to sense the conversation here and also flew over to Yang Fuqing.

After last year's life-and-death ordeal, Yang Shi looked even older.

At 141 years old, with graying hair, he still stood at the frontline of the Human Clan's battlefield.

Yang Genshuo knew, if not for using Yang Qiangzheng's [Corpse Fetcher] talent ten years ago to extend Yang Shi's life span by 20 years, his current state would be worse...

A person's strength declines with age, especially for a martial cultivator, as their bodily functions deteriorate more.

Yang Shi was no longer as strong as he was ten years ago when he stole the spiritual artifact and absorbed the Poison Scorpion Demon...

"Hmm, I am here, how have you been feeling lately?"

"Not bad, my injuries have mostly healed, I'm now ready to go out and hunt demons; I'm planning on doing so tomorrow..."

"Yang Shi, did you forget my eyes can see through everything?"

Yang Shi's expression slightly changed, then he stroked a wound on his right leg, the most severe injury sustained last year, where the bone was pierced through, yet it hadn't fully healed.

"No matter, I can use Qi Manipulation to fly, it won't affect my ability to wield a sword."

Yang Shi was still holding on.

Yang Genshuo sighed.

"You just heard Fuqing's analysis of the situation, as of now... the Demon Clans haven't left any gap for us to exploit. Focus on recuperating and wait patiently for the right time... wait."

"Wait for whom?"

"Wait for your eldest son, Yang Fu."

"Oh!? Fu'er has come out of seclusion?"

"Yes, he came out not long ago, his strength has substantially increased, already possessing two and a half times the Power of Wu Yi."

"Wu Yi... who is that?"

"A unit of measurement for combat power of Golden Core Stage cultivators."

"Oh..."

Though unclear about its significance, it still felt impressive.

Yang Shi and Yang Fuqing both felt quite invigorated hearing the news about Yang Fu from Yang Genshuo!

"Ancestor, if according to Fu'er's statement... the Cloud Hidden Spirit Sect hasn't given up on us, they will take action again, and with the resources stored within our city... we can still hold on for another ten years!"

Benefitting from those years of exploiting the Devil Wind Forest and obtaining a large amount of high-quality Cultivation Supplies, along with the simultaneous planting of a large quantity of Spirit Fields, the Xuan Stone Sect, Yang Family, and many rising Immortal Clans, as well as individual cultivators, have stockpiled vast amounts of resources.

It has been fourteen years since the Demon Clan arrived, and there is still surplus grain remaining.

Along with a section of quality Spirit Fields inside the city and some Spirit Fields outside the city, feeding the 100,000 cultivators of Bright City in the Danai Dynasty is not a problem.

"Just... I don't know by then, how many people will be left in the Danai Dynasty."

Yang Shi sighed, thinking of the billions of mortals in the Danai Dynasty.