Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

When the Yu-surnamed Guardian followed the Bai Xuan Sect disciple to the backyard, Shen Chongxu was playing with a dark purple incense burner.

This dark purple incense burner was the [Netherworld Dog Filth Furnace] he had previously obtained from the Golden Pavilion Sect Leader.

”Have a seat.”

Slightly raising his eyelids, he glanced at the young man, and Shen Chongxu spoke indifferently.

”If I recall correctly, you’ve been with the Bai Xuan Sect for half a year now?”

Seeing him sit down, Shen Chongxu placed the Netherworld Dog Filth Furnace on the desk beside him and spoke with a faint smile.

Meeting his gaze, the Yu-surnamed Guardian seemed unaware of anything amiss.

But the Bai Xuan Sect disciple standing at the door had already discreetly retreated and quietly closed the door.

”This...”

Noticing this, the Yu-surnamed Guardian finally sensed something was wrong and wanted to stand up.

”No need to worry.”

Pressing his hand down, Shen Chongxu smiled and said, ”What does Yu Guardian think of the Bai Xuan Sect and of me?”

Before the Yu-surnamed youth could speak, Shen Chongxu murmured to himself, ”Regardless of the Bai Xuan Sect and myself, it’s not your place to gossip behind my back!”

As he reached this part of his speech, his voice suddenly turned cold!

The Yu-surnamed youth’s expression changed dramatically upon hearing this, and the Spiritual Power within him surged instantly as he attempted to crash through the door and escape!

Unfortunately, he had overestimated his own strength.

Just as the thought of escaping arose in his mind, a mass of thick crimson liquid was already surging from the Netherworld Dog Filth Furnace on the desk beside Shen Chongxu.

As soon as the Spiritual Power in the Yu-surnamed youth’s body reacted, the Netherworld Dog Filth Furnace suddenly transformed into a stream of light that instantly covered his head!

A large quantity of viscous, blood-like substance poured down from the furnace, drenching his head and face in the blink of an eye.

”Ah!”

The Yu-surnamed youth screamed in agony, instinctively attempting to wipe the sticky blood off his face and head.

But the blood was like a highly corrosive poison; as soon as his hands made contact, his flesh quickly dissolved, revealing stark white bones.

As more and more blood gushed from the Netherworld Dog Filth Furnace, it only took several breaths of time before a living cultivator in the Fetal Breathing Realm vanished entirely.

If not for the clothes and scattered bones on the ground, it was as if the Yu-surnamed youth had never been there.

”Come in.”

Once the pool of thick blood retreated back into the Netherworld Dog Filth Furnace, Shen Chongxu spoke softly.

The door of the room opened, and the Bai Xuan Sect disciple entered respectfully.

”Sect Leader.”

Holding the Netherworld Dog Filth Furnace, Shen Chongxu said, ”Clean this up, and you can have whatever he had on him.”

Upon hearing this, the disciple’s face lit up with joy, and he hurriedly bowed, saying, ”Thank you, Sect Leader.”

After expressing his gratitude, he carefully cleaned up the remnants of the Yu-surnamed Guardian’s clothes and bones, and took them out.

Inside the room, Shen Chongxu gazed deeply at the Netherworld Dog Filth Furnace and said, ”At this rate, how long will it take for me to reach the Realm of Great Perfection?”

After a moment, a seductive yet sinister voice issued from the dark purple incense burner in his hand.

”Master, do not rush.”

”If your power increases too quickly, the pain you endure will be greater.”

”If you are willing to wait seven more years, I assure you, I can help you reach an immaculate Fetal Breathing Perfection Realm.”

As soon as the seductive voice from the Netherworld Dog Filth Furnace stopped, a faint coldness emanated from Shen Chongxu’s body.

”If I had enough time to wait, would I have chosen to awaken you?”

”Two years.”

”I give you two years.”

”The cultivator armies of Yunzhou have already withdrawn. You can now hunt freely.”

”Remember one thing—do not prey on the nearby forces around Qing Town.”

The presence in the Netherworld Dog Filth Furnace seemed a bit puzzled and asked, ”Why?”

Shen Chongxu snorted coldly, ”Do you think it’s normal for all the surrounding forces to be wiped out, except for my Bai Xuan Sect?”

After a brief silence within the Netherworld Dog Filth Furnace, the seductive voice spoke again.

”Forgive me, Master. Having just awakened, my mind is not functioning well.”

Seeing that Shen Chongxu’s expression had softened, he continued, ”Be careful in your actions, and do not leave any evidence against us.”

With that, he turned and walked toward the bedroom.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Shen Chongxu took out a square piece of fabric from his bosom.

Once the fabric was unwrapped layer by layer, it revealed a White Jade Seal inside.

This seal represented the identity of a direct lineage member of the Shen Family.

Gently stroking the seal, Shen Chongxu slowly closed his eyes.

”Judging by the time... Xiubai should be over six years old by now.”

”Heh... but it might not even be Xiubai. Perhaps it’s a girl...”

”I wonder if my elder brother has gotten married yet...”

...

Yunshui City.

On this day, the grand city was adorned with red, celebrating joyously.

After a major harvest, the Shen Family’s conflict with Fushan Country had truly earned them a reputation.

For the time being, the borders of the cities under their jurisdiction were unusually quiet, with no cases of crossing raids occurring.

Taking advantage of the occasion, Shen Wenxing consulted his father Shen Yuan, deciding to arrange the marriage between Shen Chongxuan and Zhantai Yujing.

As a member of the Shen Family’s Direct Lineage, were it not for the fact that the Southern Border had not yet invaded, Shen Chongxuan’s wedding would have seen half of Yangnao Land’s factions respectfully come to present their gifts.

However, given the current state of Yangnao Land, aside from Luoxia Mountain, the surrounding areas were teeming with enemies eager to swallow up the Shen Family.

Thus, this grand wedding was nowhere near as magnificent and lively as past events.

Apart from the subsidiary families under their rule and the people from Luoxia Mountain and the He Family, there were no outside guests.