Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

At the side, Shen Li continued the conversation, providing an explanation.

Upon hearing this, Shen Chongming furrowed his brows tightly.

His original intention was to find a Dao companion for his son, hoping that once married, he would settle down. Who would have thought things would turn out like this...

”Since you brought this up, today, in front of Li’Er and your grandfather, I must ask you.”

”Should we change the candidate for the Shen Family’s patriarch?”

”Do you think Xiu Zhuo is still suitable to be the patriarch?”

Shen Chongming frowned and pondered for a long time, finally looking up at his father and grandfather.

”Since that boy has no interest in the position of patriarch, it’s better to replace him early.”

Gazing at his father, Shen Chongming said solemnly, ”I have three sons. Besides him, Xiu Chan and Xiu Mu are also quite mediocre.”

”Chonghong’s Xiu Yun is in Flame Lake City, shouldering the heavy responsibility of the Artifact Refining Dao.”

”Chongxu’s Xiu Bai is passionate about the Array Dao and probably has no interest in becoming the patriarch, either.”

”However, Chongxuan’s Xiu Yan...”

Shen Chongming hesitated for a moment and said, ”Xiu Yan is extraordinarily gifted. When he was born, there was a shadow of an ancient sage to congratulate him, indicating he was born with a Literary Heart.”

”It’s just a pity that he’s only three years old now...”

As soon as his words fell, Shen Wenxing spoke up, ”What’s wrong with being three years old?”

”It’s better to start cultivating from a young age!”

”Lest he ends up like your rebellious son.”

”What, are you planning to throw in the towel now?”

Upon hearing this, Shen Chongming immediately pulled a long face and said, ”Father, I have held the position of patriarch for more than thirty years. Can’t you show some understanding for your son?”

Facing his gaze, Shen Wenxing widened his eyes and said, ”You’re complaining after just thirty years?”

”The Shen Family has been a cultivation family for over one hundred and forty years. Excluding your thirty years, the remaining hundred-plus years have been shouldered by your father and grandfather.”

”Stop the sob story.”

”It’s settled. Continue as the patriarch for another twenty years, and when Xiu Yan comes of age, you can gradually delegate power to him.”

”Grandfather...” Looking at his father’s stern gaze, Shen Chongming didn’t dare to oppose and could only seek help from Shen Yuan.

But Shen Yuan was even more unwilling to worry about these things.

Cultivators live long lives. Shen Chongming is in his prime, let alone twenty years; there’s no problem with being the patriarch for another fifty years.

”All right, listen to your father.”

After comforting Shen Chongming, he immediately changed the subject.

”Take care of matters in Qiyun Valley.”

”Remember, always follow their own wishes.”

”If there’s nothing else, leave, and don’t disturb my cultivation.”

Shen Yuan waved his hand, issuing an order to leave.

Seeing this, the three had no choice but to rise and head to the first floor of the Black Water Pavilion to continue discussing matters regarding Qiyun Valley.

...

In the endless sky above the sea, Shen Wen’an stood quietly in midair, holding the Dragon-Slaying Sword.

Below, on the turbulent sea surface, a gigantic Flood Dragon with jet-black scale armor and a single horn on its head looked angrily at him.

”Human, how long are you going to keep pestering?”

”I have already apologized. What more do you want?”

In the void, Shen Wen’an’s expression remained indifferent.

The Flood Dragon below was also a Demon King of the Golden Core Realm.

This sea area was countless miles away from Huaisang.

He was ambushed by this Golden Core Flood Dragon while passing through this sea region. After a fierce battle, the Flood Dragon, knowing it was no match, tried to escape.

But Shen Wen’an, having finally encountered a Golden Core-level sea Demon King, wouldn’t let it go easily.

Even if this Golden Core Flood Dragon hid in the deep sea, Shen Wen’an would follow into the water to battle it.

Unfortunately, even though the opponent was slightly weaker, its thick scale armor was impenetrable, and he couldn’t do anything about it.

”Shen is not here to fight this time.”

Watching the frightening body of the Flood Dragon below, Shen Wen’an realized this creature might have lived for a long time and wanted to inquire about some things from it.

”Not fighting anymore?”

The Flood Dragon looked at his long sword somewhat suspiciously.

”I don’t believe you!”

If you’re not fighting, why are you holding that long sword?

The Flood Dragon thought to itself, contemplating diving into the water to continue escaping.

Seeing this, Shen Wen’an immediately stored the Dragon-Slaying Sword in his Storage Bag, then waved his hand to produce a three-foot-long table in the void.

”Friend, don’t be hasty. Since we got to know each other by ’not fighting,’ why not sit down and have a good chat?”

Gesturing to present Spirit Fruit and Spirit Wine on the table, Shen Wen’an cupped his hands and spoke.

The Flood Dragon, upon seeing this, had a hint of hesitation in its eyes.

”You’re not trying to lure me away from the water to launch a sneak attack, are you?”

Shen Wen’an gently shook his head, ”Of course not.”

Hesitating once more, the Flood Dragon said, ”Then you must have poisoned the wine, intending to poison me!”

Upon hearing this, Shen Wen’an couldn’t help but laugh in exasperation.

This guy has typical persecution paranoia!

”If you don’t want to sit down and have a good chat with me, does that mean you want to fight again?”

”If that’s the case, I’m more than willing...”

Before he could finish his sentence, he once again drew out the Dragon-Slaying Sword, and behind him, the sword intent of the [Clear Lakes Containing Cyan Lotus] manifested!

”You... stop!”

Seeing that he was about to make a move again, the Flood Dragon became anxious!

Although its thick scale armor allowed it to resist Shen Wen’an’s sharp sword intent, maintaining the scale armor defense consumed a lot of its Demon Essence.

More importantly, the Sword Essence Power that inadvertently invaded its body wreaked havoc within, causing real pain!

Hearing this, Shen Wen’an slowly retracted the sword intent realm behind him.

”You truly won’t harm me?”

Buzz!

Just as the Flood Dragon finished speaking, clusters of cyan lotus appeared once again in the void!

Splash!

This time, the Golden Core Flood Dragon dared not waste any more words. It surged out of the sea with a flash of light, transforming into a young man dressed in a luxurious azure robe with a small golden horn atop his head.