Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

Chapter 185: Chapter 172: Yunzhong Under Attack (Triple Chapter) (Part 5)

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Like Xu Xiu, they clearly have no other concerns in their hearts; their sole pursuit in this life is the elevation of their realm.

”In that case, you should swear your oaths first.”

After informing them of the True Spirit Oath and watching them swear it, Shen Yuan brought out the ”Moonlight Pine Mountain Technique” for them to memorize before sending them to the Clan Court.

Being Western Desolate Cultivators, these two have no ties with the clans of Yunshui Town, and their own strength is also quite good.

Entrusting them to Lu Zhiyuan at the Clan Court seems to be a good choice.

In their free time, they can also follow Lu Zhiyuan to learn more about Eastern culture.

At night, after much thinking, Shen Wenxing decided to have a good chat with his father.

Inside the Black Water Pavilion, the father and son sat on the first floor.

”Father, there’s a doubt in my mind...”

After glancing at Shen Yuan, Shen Wenxing asked about the Bai Ze Auspicious Beast.

”Father, do you think our Shen Family might be blessed by the fortune of the Bai Ze Auspicious Beast?”

Fortune?

Shen Yuan did not answer.

Truth be told, he has been curious about the White Jade Turtle Shell traveling thousands of miles carrying a shred of his Divine Sense to Danzhou, wondering what exactly it absorbed from the Female Essence Wisdom Pearl.

Luo Yao from Luoxia Mountain said that the Female Essence Wisdom Pearl is transformed from the Dao practice of the Bai Ze Auspicious Beast, possessing the heaven-defying power to reshape a cultivator’s Divine Spirit, enhance intuition, and bring fortune.

Could it be that the White Jade Turtle Shell absorbed that fortune?

”Who can say for certain about matters of fortune? For now, we must focus on strengthening our power; who knows when Hundred Beasts Mountain might strike with thunderous might?”

Shen Wenxing nodded gravely and said, ”I wonder how things are on Chongming’s side now.”

”If we can quickly find Spirit Ores, our Shen Family might band together with a few Immortal Sects to huddle for warmth.”

Shen Yuan poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip, saying, ”Opportunities cannot be forced.”

”If fortune indeed blessed us, Chongming might...”

Before he finished his words, the array outside the Black Water Pavilion sent a faint warning.

The father and son exchanged glances, only to see Shen Chonghong had already opened the array and walked in.

”Grandfather, Father.”

After a slight bow, Shen Chonghong spoke up, ”Fish Fairy from Luoxia Mountain has arrived.”

Yu Jin?

Shen Wenxing frowned upon hearing.

If Yu Jin comes to the Black Water Pool at such a late hour, it must be something urgent.

”Father, I’ll go take a look.”

Shen Yuan put down the teacup and nodded, ”Go ahead.”

As Shen Wenxing and his father left the Black Water Pavilion and arrived at the estate, they saw Yu Jin with disrupted Qi, blood at the corner of her mouth, and specks of blood stains on her clothes.

”Patriarch Shen, is Junior Brother Wen’an home?”

Shen Wenxing felt a sinking feeling and quickly responded:

”My younger brother is home.”

”Fish Fairy, what happened?”

Yu Jin hastily replied, ”The Suihuo Sect has gone mad!”

”They secretly brought several Fetal Breathing Realm experts from Danzhou and launched a surprise attack on Yunzhong County City at dusk!”

”Our Luoxia Mountain disciples suffered heavy casualties; my senior sister has fled to Jinghe Market and specifically sent me to find Junior Brother Wen’an for support!”

After speaking, she gave a quick bow, ”Patriarch Shen, I need to rush to Hidden Dragon Mountain to find Elder Luo Yao; please ask Junior Brother Wen’an to quickly rescue my senior sister!”

Not even finishing her sentence, her figure swiftly flew towards the depths of Hidden Dragon Mountain using a Flying Shuttle.

Shen Wenxing dared not delay and immediately returned to the Black Water Pavilion.

Moments later, a stream of light shot out from the second floor of the Black Water Pavilion, flying towards Jinghe Market!

Jinghe Swamp.

The full moon hung high overhead; Wei Qiuling was in a dire state.

Attacked by a Fetal Breathing Realm expert from Suihuo Sect while fleeing Yunzhong County City, her Rainbow Magical Robe had been destroyed, her Spiritual Power was disrupted, and her internal organs had been invaded by fire poison, enduring heart-wrenching pain with no way to mobilize her Spiritual Power.

At this moment, she could only stagger helplessly through the looming swamp ahead.

Not far behind her, two flames rushed like meteors.

Wei Qiuling glanced back and saw a glimmer of despair in her eyes.

They were two Fetal Breathing Realm experts from the Suihuo Sect. Should they catch up, this swamp would become her burial ground.

”Elder Qi!”

Climbing out of the Mire Swamp, Wei Qiuling didn’t want to give up. She forced herself to endure the knife-like pain in her meridians and Dantian, forcibly circulating her Spiritual Power to cast a spell towards Jinghe Market far in the distance!

Under the night sky, emerald Wood Spiritual Power manifested in the air!

A sharp Vine Spear formed, piercing fiercely towards the Grand Array at Jinghe Market!

She hoped to capture the attention of Qi Dashan stationed at Jinghe Market, hoping he would come to save her!

Spurt!

Already severely injured, and now forcibly mobilizing her Spiritual Power to activate a technique, Wei Qiuling spat out a large mouthful of blood mist.

The Spirit Wood Spear, controlled by her Divine Sense, dissipated abruptly in mid-air.

Wei Qiuling felt despair.

The light in her eyes dimmed; as her figure teetered on the brink of collapse, she faintly perceived a streak of azure light breaking through the southern sky, rapidly approaching!

”Junior Brother Wen’an...”

Feeling the familiar Sword Qi within the azure light, hope rekindled on Wei Qiuling’s desperate face, and the dim light of her eyes gained a hint of vitality.

She struggled to keep herself from falling.

As the two Fetal Breathing Realm experts from the Suihuo Sect closed in, Shen Wen’an’s figure also descended before Wei Qiuling.

”Junior Brother Wen’an...” Wei Qiuling, looking pitiful and defeated, called out weakly, and her body nearly collapsed.