"I respectfully ask you, senior, to allow us to leave..."

"That’s all? Impossible! Should I first let us resort to violence? Hand it all over!"

"Each pawn has its own way of survival. If they can come out from the Gongyang Family, they must have their methods... it’s possible they could bring out the person the old ancestor mentioned. In these days, you should interact with them more; your cultivation is lower, so they will be less guarded against you."

"I understand, Father."

There’s a bit of progress here, while over there, Yang Zhu is also seizing the time to catch the Mushroom Spirit.

It’s been just a week, and only one new Earth-level Mushroom Spirit has been caught.

"The speed is a bit slow..."

Though the progress is slow, due to Yang Zhu’s continuous strategic combat with various Mushroom Spirits, his own cultivation has gradually stabilized, and his combat ability is increasingly prominent.

The power of the Saint-level talent begins to show.

"Yang Zhu should not be rushed here, give him some time to develop..."

On the other side, Yang Minke has already arrived at Guangning City. After entering the city, he exchanged a few pleasantries with Zhong Yi but did not offer grain, hence there wasn’t any additional plot development.

Instead, Zhong Yi kept a worried frown, much more irritable than when he previously met the Yang Family.

Yang Minke doesn’t plan to stay long, intending to cook a meal in the camp to replenish himself and then catch up with the group heading to the capital the next day.

But in the camp...he encountered many unfamiliar faces.

"Oh? Let’s see which fellow cultivators are here again...ugh? Their cultivation..."

"They are the Yang Family people!"

"That’s right... I saw this person a few years ago in Bright City, Yang Minke, isn’t it?"

There are already many Golden Core cultivators resting here; although not as united as the Yang Family, there’s a clear concept of coalition, with two groups, each having over 30 cultivators.

One of the groups recognized Yang Minke and his team.

And all of them are Golden Core Stage cultivators!

The pressure on Yang Minke suddenly increased!

Looking at these 30-plus coalition Golden Core cultivators, fighting is absolutely impossible, cannot conflict with them. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

But at this moment, once showing weakness...

The cultivators stood up, each exuding tremendous pressure.

Yang Minke’s talent is adequate, but his cultivation is only Golden Core Middle Stage, completely not a match compared to these people.

Due to lagging behind, he’d instead encountered confrontation.

Yang Minke pondered for a moment: "Fellow cultivators, it’s quite fate that we meet here. Once we leave, I must invite you to Bright City for a good gathering, where I’ll arrange the best spiritual meal master to host you."

"Humph~ you probably don’t know what your Yang Family’s head has done to us, do you?"

Yang Minke showed a confused face.

"Our Yang Family has always been hospitable, what could our head have done?"

"You...Forget it, this person is even slower than us, also has no ability, nothing useful can be obtained from him."

Seeing the weakness of Yang Minke’s group, these people lost interest.

Besides, it’s clear that Yang Qiangjing is responsible for the outside matters, apparently having nothing to do with this Yang Family junior, arguing with him is indeed dull.

"However...Brother Shan said this grain is crucial to the White Grain Warehouse, surely this person has some of it with him on the way..."

"Hey! Kid! Put down all the grain you have, then get lost."

Yang Minke immediately showed a bitter face.

"Honorable seniors, if I lose the grain... how will I proceed on the road ahead? Without grain when we reach the capital, it could be life-threatening..."

"I don’t care about this or that, it’s your Yang Family who first did things in such an inconsiderate manner. As for why...humph~ if you make it out alive, ask your aunt, the family head. Now, hand it over!"

A Golden Core cultivator reached out his hand, face full of aggression.

Yang Minke hesitated for a moment before eventually taking out 2000 jin of grain from the storage ring.

"I respectfully ask you, senior, to allow us to leave..."

"That’s all? Impossible! Should I first let us resort to violence? Hand it all over!"