Yang Zheng quickly said, "Father, this Divine Doctor Ye has very high cultivation. He is a Vajra Martial King."
Yang Zhenguo laughed, "Good, good, young and promising."
Yang Zongfa: "Dad, what happened later?"
Yang Zhenguo paused, "Later, Daoist Chen healed our injuries and left us a pill. He said this pill was called the 'Nine Deaths Immortal Pill.' Taking it had a ninety percent chance of death, leaving a ten percent chance of survival. If we survived, our bodies would be reborn and we would possess an immortal body. He also said that we were people who were not afraid of death and had strong willpower. As for him, he lacked the courage to take it."
"But Daoist Chen misjudged us. After we survived, we were quickly promoted. The higher our positions, the more we cherished our lives. Later, when we became renowned throughout the army, we would never consider that pill again."
Yang Zongfa: "Dad, is this the pill the Long family wants?"
Yang Zhenguo nodded, "That's right. He is old now and knows his time is short, so he wants to take a gamble. If he gets that ten percent chance, he will be reborn and live forever."
He paused, "Of course, he wants more than just the pill; he also wants the foundation of my Yang family. We few are the last surviving old relics. Though old, our influence remains. If I die and he is still alive, then the Yang family will gradually be devoured by the Long family. The areas of influence of the two families overlap greatly. If the Yang family falls, it means the Long family will stand alone, unrivaled."
Yang Zongfa's expression turned grim, "This old fellow is truly calculating!"
Yang Zhenguo stared at his third son, "It's difficult for enemies to defeat the Yang family from the outside. But if they attack from within, can you withstand it? Just like this time, your second brother became a vegetative state, were you secretly happy?"
Yang Zongfa's expression changed, and he quickly said, "Father, your son did not."
Yang Zhenguo snorted, "Useless thing! Why do you think I always let your second brother manage affairs, not you, nor your eldest brother?"
Yang Zongfa had always been unconvinced by this, so he remained silent.
Yang Zhenguo: "Your second brother is highly regarded by several esteemed elders. As for you, your demeanor is not pleasing, and your social skills are far inferior to his. Your eldest brother, on the other hand, is indifferent to fame and fortune. Who among the three do you think is more suitable? Would you have a brighter future in that position, or would your second brother?"
Yang Zongfa was speechless, while Yang Zongyi said, "Third brother, Father speaks the truth. We are a family; we prosper together and suffer together. If second brother can reach a higher position, it will be the glory of the entire Yang family, and your and my descendants will also prosper."
Yang Zongfa lowered his head, "Father, your son was wrong. From now on, I will listen to second brother in everything."
Yang Zhenguo nodded, "Your second brother is astute and benevolent. Otherwise, with your scheming, a hundred of you couldn't defeat him."
Yang Zheng: "Dad, I was also wrong. For this position, I had quite a bit of resentment towards third brother. I should have spoken to him properly instead of confronting him."
Yang Zongfa sighed softly, "Second brother, it was actually this Steward Zhou who instigated it. He talked to me about this matter every few days."
Yang Zheng: "Zongfa, you and I are brothers. What I have, you will not lack."
Yang Zongfa nodded, "Yes, second brother."
Yang Zhenguo smiled, "This is the way it should be. Brothers united, their strength can break metal. As long as you are united, my Yang family will not fall."
He then looked at Ye Tian, "Little Divine Doctor Ye, I will give you this pill."
He took out a small black porcelain bottle from his embrace, the mouth sealed with wax.
Ye Tian was surprised, "Old Yang, this is a precious item. I cannot accept it."
Yang Zhenguo laughed, "I have long since come to terms with it. Everyone has to die. At my age, it's better to be buried early and find peace. I won't waste it."
Ye Tian glanced at the medicine bottle. As an alchemist and physician, he indeed wanted to study this pill.
After considering for a few seconds, he said, "How about this. I'll accept the pill. Later, I will give Elder Yang a few pills. I dare not promise anything else, but it should be no problem to let Elder Yang live for another ten years or so."
Everyone was surprised. Pills?
Yang Zhenguo's eyes also lit up, and he laughed, "Good, I will await Little Divine Doctor Ye's pills!"