99: Have you asked Mazu?

The next morning, Chengdu East Station.

Yang Dian boarded the high-speed rail directly to Fuzhou alone.

William kept saying he wanted to be friends with Yang Dian.

But when he learned that Yang Dian was leaving, he chose not to follow, but to stay in Chengdu.

Artoria followed William almost every step of the way.

No one knew what they were really thinking.

As for Yang Dian's thoughts?

Yang Dian planned to let Sun Yuwei contact the two of them.

However, Sun Yuwei had just become an 'angel' and was still undergoing relevant training, so his idea was temporarily shelved.

The higher-ups planned to let her contact the two after Sun Yuwei had fully adapted to her angel identity.

Yang Dian also took people from the Chengdu Major Crimes Unit to dig up the burial site that the Little Black Cat had seen.

They dug out a snakeskin bag, and inside the snakeskin bag were fragments of currency.

How to solve the case next was a matter for the Chengdu Major Crimes Unit.

If it involved the supernatural, the Chengdu Special Administration Bureau and the Martial Security Bureau would also take action; he wasn't needed.

So, after practicing Iron Shirt for a night with three technicians at the famous Golden Foot Impression, Yang Dian boarded the high-speed rail for his return journey.

Looking at the scenery rapidly passing outside the window, Yang Dian's thoughts turned to himself again.

'Practicing Martial Arts and assimilating the star matter into my body are long-term endeavors.'

'The most urgent matters recently are to get my parents and younger sister started in Martial Arts, then spread Martial Arts within the clan, and if possible, to catch that drug dealer Charles...'

'If I can obtain some Spirit Medicine, heaven and earth treasures, that would be even better.'

'That being said, the Blood Reishi Mushroom given by the clan elders should also be arranged.'

'If I have resources and don't use them, they might expire and go to waste...'

...The journey was smooth, and the high-speed rail went directly to Fuzhou.

By the time Yang Dian returned to Taoyuan Village, it was already past 8 PM.

Pushing open the courtyard gate amidst the croaking of frogs and chirping of cicadas, Third Uncle, who had long been waiting at the Yang family home, stood up impatiently and came to Yang Dian with his walking stick:

"Have you chosen a Cultivation Technique?"

Yang Dian nodded:

"I chose it the day after tomorrow."

"But something happened a couple of days ago, I went to Chengdu, and just got back."

Helping Third Uncle into the living room, greeting Yangs Father and Yang's Mother, and tapping his Silly Younger Sister on the forehead, Yang Dian looked at Third Uncle:

"Third Uncle, you said you wanted me to teach the clansmen Martial Arts, that's definitely not a problem."

"But I don't know to what extent you want to do it?"

"Should only those of suitable age learn Martial Arts, or should everyone learn a trick or two?"

Third Uncle tapped his walking stick and looked at Yang Dian with burning eyes:

"To what extent do you think we should do it?"

Looking at Third Uncle, who threw the question back at him, Yang Dian was a little helpless:

"Third Uncle, this matter should be decided by you clan elders; I'm still young and don't have much say."

Third Uncle tapped his walking stick again.

"Being old doesn't mean knowing more or always being right."

"Being young doesn't mean being incapable."

"The clan will eventually be handed over to you young people."

"And we are not old fuddy-duddies."

"You should speak your mind."

Yang Dian pursed his lips:

"I want to hear your thoughts first."

Third Uncle stood up, reached out, and touched the large wooden box on the table, then shouted with full vigor:

"Good!"

"Then I'll tell you."

He lifted the wooden box, revealing the clan genealogy inside, which varied in age but was mostly yellowed:

"We discussed it and finally decided to recall the clansmen and dedicate themselves to practicing Martial Arts!"

Yang Dian was dumbfounded:

"Third Uncle, is that real or fake?"

"Playing such a big game?"

Third Uncle glared at Yang Dian, seemingly displeased by his words:

"Either don't do it, or if you do it, do it with all your might."

"The Qi Revival has begun, who knows what it will become like in the future?"

"Third Child called the night before last, saying there was a mutated wild boar that rushed into the Reishi Mushroom Garden in Indonesia."

"There were over 30 guns in the garden, and they had to fire until the barrels smoked to kill it, and 7 people died."

"Without strength, you can't protect your land, people can't survive, so what's the use of earning so much money?"

"With strength, we can even establish a country overseas, so why would we be afraid of not having money?"

At this point, Third Uncle's tone changed again:

"Of course, while we say 'dedicate themselves to practicing Martial Arts,' it doesn't mean completely abandoning industries."

"Industries can temporarily be managed by outsiders, and the clansmen will first practice Cultivation Techniques."

"With a limit of three months."

"Those who practice well will continue to practice, supported by the entire clan's resources."

"Those who don't practice well, if they want to continue, they can, but the resources won't be as plentiful."

"Those who find practicing Martial Arts hard or tiring can go back to doing business."

After explaining their discussed idea, he sighed again:

"Of course, this is just our idea."

"Now that technology is advanced, clansmen travel all over the world, and some even live across the ocean. They might not see each other for three to five years, so feelings are naturally not as deep as before."

"It's not very realistic to expect all clansmen to give up their careers and return to practice Martial Arts just based on our words."

"If half of those outside can return, that would already be very good."

"All in all."

"For those who return, teach them well."

"For those who don't want to return, let them be."

"A forced melon is never sweet."

Yang Dian still felt that the entire clan dedicating themselves to practicing Martial Arts was a bit unreliable.

Even if it was only for three months.

For example, just for example.

For example, if the higher-ups found out he was secretly acting as a Martial Arts instructor for 800,000 imperial guards, what would they think?

Would they think he was planning a rebellion?

Although this possibility was small.

But in an era where two or three men wearing Ming-style armor at an anime convention would be questioned by the police, hundreds or thousands of people gathering to practice Martial Arts was indeed a bit... much.

"Third Uncle, doing something so big, have you asked Goddess of the Sea?"

"How could I not ask?" Third Uncle squinted at Yang Dian:

"Goddess of the Sea said it's fine."

Yang Dian was speechless:

"Goddess of the Sea has already agreed, Third Uncle, why are you still asking for my opinion?"

"Such a big matter, shouldn't a clan meeting be held to announce it?"

"When will it be held?"

"Half a month." Third Uncle patted the clan genealogy:

"These past two days, we've contacted clansmen who are abroad, and some old fellows who have lived overseas for decades also feel that they are getting old and want to return to their roots."

"It takes a lot of time to travel back from abroad."

"So we've scheduled the clan meeting for half a month later."

At this point, Third Uncle patted Yang Dian's hand again:

"At that time, we will just show up to support you."

"You will preside over the clan meeting."

"You can also demonstrate your Martial Arts to let them know how powerful Martial Arts truly are, which will help them solidify their determination to practice Martial Arts."

Yang Dian's heart pounded.

Although it was said somewhat crudely, who truly likes to show off in secret?

How awesome would it be to display his power in front of others?

If he could revise the clan genealogy and put his name on the first page, that would be even more awesome!

"Alright, Third Uncle, I understand."

"I'll prepare well these two days."

Seeing Yang Dian readily agree, Third Uncle nodded in satisfaction.

The person he favored should have such a demeanor.

What kind of person would be timid and hesitant?

"Then I'll head back first." After saying that, he looked at Yangs Father, Yang Yong:

"Xiaoyong, help me take the clan genealogy to the ancestral hall. I need to see which old fellows are still alive..."