Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

”At today’s Golden Core Assembly, the other side was willing to reveal the secret of the Three Immortal Mountains, attempting to divert the Shen Family’s attention.”

”Allowing the Shen Family such leeway time and again, what on earth is their intention?”

After Shen Chongming finished speaking, his gaze turned to Shen Yuan.

He was genuinely curious about what extraordinary fortune the Shen Family, having only stepped into the Cultivation Realm for a little over a hundred years, possessed to gain such favor from one or even several Nascent Soul True Monarchs.

Meeting his gaze and pondering his words, Shen Yuan fell into contemplation.

After a long while, Shen Yuan suddenly smiled.

He had actually roughly guessed the other party’s identity, but still couldn’t fully fathom how that old fellow managed to achieve this.

”Alright, you two don’t need to waste your heart spirit on this matter anymore.”

Shen Yuan waved his hand, stopping them from delving deeper into this matter.

Shen Chongming cast his gaze over, slightly cupping his hand and said:

”Please advise, grandfather, on what steps your grandson and the Shen Family should take next?”

With hands behind his back, Shen Yuan looked out the window and, after pondering carefully, said calmly, ”Everything stays the same, but... it’s indeed worthwhile to pay more attention to matters concerning the Three Immortal Mountains of the East Sea.”

Previously unaware of the secret of the Three Immortal Mountains, he naturally did not wish to consider such distant matters.

After all, the current Shen Family had only Shen Wen’an as a Golden Core Sword Immortal, and contemplating realms beyond the Nascent Soul was somewhat unrealistic.

But now, having knowledge of it, it would be prudent to understand it in advance.

Gaining more or less knowledge would, in the future, become the foundation of the family.

Shen Chongming nodded slightly and was about to leave when Shen Yuan suddenly spoke again: ”There’s news from Li’Er’s side that some mysterious force, which was involved with the Suihuo Sect, had been planning matters concerning the Three Immortal Mountains early on. If you go to investigate, be extremely cautious.”

”I fear the forces behind that Suihuo Sect might be stronger than the Chess Players controlling this big game.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Chongming’s expression turned solemn instantly, but he merely nodded his head before leaving the Black Water Pavilion.

”Father, should I deal with those two at the Dragon Tamer’s Mansion?”

When only the father and son were left in the pavilion, Shen Wen’an spoke in a deep voice.

The matter of the Dragon Tamer’s Mansion had been delayed for too long, with Shen Li and the Snow Wolf King continuously stalled.

Shen Yuan pondered for a moment and said, ”You can go and take a look.”

”My thinking is to use those two to lure out the mysterious forces seeking the Three Immortal Mountains.”

”In this way, we might obtain some secrets regarding the Three Immortal Mountains from them, and also allow the Shen Family to avoid some detours.”

Shen Wen’an nodded and replied, ”I understand.”

”Then I’ll go to the mountain now and hold back while observing.”

After bowing and leaving the Black Water Pavilion, Shen Wen’an transformed into a sword light and flew towards Hidden Dragon Mountain.

...

Southern Border, as night fell.

In the back hall of the Sect Hall of Yangquan Mountain.

Wushi Qianrou, dressed in a pink gauze, gracefully stepped barefoot towards Shen Chongxu, who was in closed-door cultivation on the bed.

As she moved with lotus-light steps, her graceful figure was faintly visible beneath the pink gauze. Such alluring and bewitching posture, combined with Wushi Qianrou’s inherently noble and aloof countenance, created a striking contrast, making one’s blood surge.

”Master~~”

Wushi Qianrou arrived at the bedside and called softly.

Shen Chongxu slowly opened his eyes, and seeing her thus, his brow suddenly furrowed.

”Do you think that just because I took the Primordial Yin from this body last time, I actually fancy these things?”

Hearing his slightly cold words, the expression on Wushi Qianrou’s face stiffened, and she immediately took two steps back and respectfully stood to one side and said, ”Forgive me, master, this slave...”

Shen Chongxu waved his hand, ”Focus on the hunting, we need to pick up the pace. My cultivation has improved significantly now, and it won’t be long before I break through to Fetal Breathing Perfection.”

”Before my cultivation reaches the Golden Core, stop thinking about useless things.”

A flicker of grievance appeared on Wushi Qianrou’s face, but she did not dare to retort, bowing again, ”Yes, master.”

”Alright, you can leave now.”

Shen Chongxu, indifferent to her plaintive expression, waved her away and forcefully placed her back into the Netherworld Dog Filth Furnace.

After finishing all this, he then spoke in a deep voice, ”Someone, call Dongyun Pao here for me.”

The Bai Xuan Sect cultivator outside the room immediately responded and left.

Moments later, Dongyun Pao hurriedly arrived outside the door.

”Sect Leader.”

”Come in.”

Shen Chongxu spoke in a deep voice.

Outside the door, Dongyun Pao pushed the door open and, upon approaching, cupped his hands in salute.

”How is your elder brother doing lately?”

Looking at the newly early-stage Fetal Breathing cultivator Dongyun Pao before him, Shen Chongxu inquired.

His elder brother was the Dongyun Hu who had been sent to Yangnao Land to deliver things to the Shen Family.

Shen Chongxu’s original intention was to have Wushi Qianrou kill Dongyun Hu once he delivered the items, to prevent his identity from being leaked.

But through some twist of fate, Elder Brother Shen Chongming deduced his identity and sent Dongyun Hu with a letter.

The contents of the letter greatly reduced his murderous intent, and in the end, he merely extracted Dongyun Hu’s ”Earth Spirit,” leaving him memoryless, a simpleton.

”Thank you for your concern, Sect Leader. My elder brother is much better recently.”

Dongyun Pao respectfully cupped his hands.

Losing his Earth Spirit, Dongyun Hu didn’t recognize him but still remembered how to cultivate.

All day besides cultivating, he wandered about mindlessly, running amok on Yangquan Mountain.

Upon hearing this, Shen Chongxu nodded slightly, then shifted topics, ”How’s the investigation on that Exotic Treasure that Fushan Country and Celestial Sword City are fighting over going?”

Dongyun Pao cupped his hands again and spoke cautiously, ”Reporting to the Sect Leader, we’ve gathered some information over these days, but its authenticity is difficult to determine.”

After saying this, he sneakily glanced up at Shen Chongxu’s expression.