Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 920: Chapter 659: Martial Arts Are the True Pursuit of the Yang Family!

The training ground is just to the west of the Ten-thousand-year-old Rong. An Yuxing directly ran to the Ten-thousand-year-old Rong tree and, holding a wine gourd, watched the soldiers training within the training ground.

“Kid, where are those soldiers from?” An Yuxing asked.

“Them!” Yang Chengmao glanced and said, “They used to be the people of Star Moon Island.”

An Yuxing said thoughtfully, “Their talents seem to be quite good!”

“Mm!” Yang Chengmao nodded.

In this aspect, An Yuxing was not as astute as Ji Zhen. Ji Zhen had already noticed the issue with the wine, but An Yuxing, having drunk so much, still hadn’t noticed.

The wine Yang Zhenshan gave to An Yuxing was several times more than what he gave Ji Zhen. An Yuxing only knew which wine tasted good and which was flavorless, never thinking carefully about the wine’s effects.

“Those bows?” An Yuxing noticed the strong archers training on the training ground.

Yang Chengmao explained, “Master, those are ten-stone strong bows.”

“Ten-stone? So many?” An Yuxing was somewhat surprised.

Da Rong does have strong bows above ten stones, but there aren’t many.

The main constraint is the materials used in bow-making. It’s not that there are no materials suitable for making strong bows, but those materials are more suitable for crafting other weapons.

Martial artist archers are naturally few, and martial arts masters have less need for strong bows, making ten-stone strong bows even rarer.

However, the aerial roots of the Ten-thousand-year-old Rong are very suitable for making bow bodies for strong bows; it’s simply a unique bow-making material.

Previously, the Yang family seized approximately five hundred strong bows from the Divine Wood Sect, three hundred on Star Moon Island, and more than two hundred on the Divine Wood Seven Islands.

In these few months, although the Yang family has begun researching strong bow crafting techniques, it will take another year or so to mass-produce strong bows.

Therefore, the Divine Wood Navy currently only has five hundred strong archers training in archery, but this number is already a lot in An Yuxing’s eyes.

Yang Chengmao smiled and pointed to the aerial root beneath him, saying, “Master, these aerial roots of the Ten-thousand-year-old Rong are excellent materials for making strong bows, and the tree bark of the Ten-thousand-year-old Rong can also be spun into threads, which can be used to make bowstrings!”

“It’s said that those strong bows’ bowstrings are made from deer tendons and the bark of the Ten-thousand-year-old Rong, but I don’t know much about this, I only have a rough idea!”

The process of making strong bows is very tedious. Crafting a top-quality strong bow takes over a year.

Although the Yang family has inherited the bow-making techniques of the Divine Wood Sect, many techniques require time to complete. Thus, as mentioned earlier, the Yang family still needs a year or so to mass-produce strong bows.

An Yuxing looked down at the lush Ten-thousand-year-old Rong beneath his feet and couldn’t help but marvel, “I didn’t expect this tree to be so extraordinary!”

“My grandfather said that the entire Ten-thousand-year-old Rong is a treasure and told us to take good care of it!” Yang Chengmao said.

“Mm!” After An Yuxing’s surprise, he continued to observe the soldiers within the training ground.

“Does your grandfather have other treasures too?”

Yang Chengmao asked doubtfully, “Master, are you referring to?”

An Yuxing stroked his white goatee and said, “Your cultivation progress is somewhat unusual. Look at those soldiers; they are all Postnatal Martial Artists, and they are all around twenty years old!”

“There are quite a few such talented martial artists in Da Rong. In the past, the Martial Arts Pavilion had two to three thousand, but the Martial Arts Pavilion gathers over half of Da Rong’s talents!”

“And what about you?”

“How many people do you have on Divine Wood Island now, and how many does Da Rong have?”

Hearing this, Yang Chengmao couldn’t help but smile, “Master, you’re right; my grandfather does have many treasures!”

“Oh, what treasures?” An Yuxing became interested.

He felt that Yang Zhenshan had many secrets, but he knew it was too difficult to get information out of Yang Zhenshan, so he chose to probe Yang Chengmao, his disciple.

“Hehe, Master, isn’t the wine you drink a treasure? This wine is more precious than Treasure Medicine outside!” Yang Chengmao was not easy to fool.