Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiuqi and Wei Qiuling both froze in place.

To them, Luoxia Mountain was home, the place they had grown up.

The disciples and elders within the sect were their family.

Now, everything is gone. Even with their current cultivation, the two found it difficult to accept it all at once.

”Master...”

Wei Qiuling muttered in grief, her eyes blank.

Tears the size of beans slowly rolled down her cheeks.

Seeing her like this, Shen Wen’an clenched his fists slightly, unsure at the moment how to comfort her.

Although Jiang Xiuqi, who stood nearby, also wore a face of sorrow, having lived more than three hundred years and being a Golden Core Cultivator, he quickly regained his composure.

”Qiuling girl, following your master’s previous instructions, I will now return to Yunzhong County City to rebuild our Luoxia Mountain.”

”You should prepare yourself here and return sometime soon to inherit the position of Sect Leader.”

”We must keep Luoxia Mountain standing and not let this legacy be severed.”

With tears in her eyes, Wei Qiuling nodded slightly, saying, ”Qiuling will follow Uncle Master’s command.”

Jiang Xiuqi also nodded, then bowed to Shen Wen’an and said, ”Wen’an, I will be off now.”

Watching his figure turn into a stream of light and disappear, Wei Qiuling could no longer hold back, rushing into Shen Wen’an’s arms, crying out in mourning.

The sound of her sorrow made Shen Wen’an’s heart ache.

Inside the room, Shen Chongzhen, who was meditating and cultivating, was disturbed by the crying, and hurriedly came into the courtyard.

Seeing his mother in such a state, he looked at Shen Wen’an worriedly and suspiciously.

Shen Wen’an shook his head gently, ”It’s nothing, go back to your cultivation.”

Shen Chongzhen glanced at his mother again, then slowly walked forward and stood quietly.

After venting, Wei Qiuling silently wiped away the tears from her face, looked up at Shen Wen’an, and said, ”Over the years, I have never asked anything of my husband.”

”Today, I have one request I hope my husband will grant.”

Shen Wen’an was slightly taken aback, then bowed his head and said, ”We are husband and wife, life and death together, there’s no need for ’request’.”

Wei Qiuling continued, ”In the future, if my husband encounters those thieves, please inform me at once, I want to personally avenge my master.”

Since childhood, she had been under Sect Leader Le Zhiyi of Luoxia Mountain; Le Zhiyi was not only her master but like a mother to her.

She guided her in cultivation and taught her how to be a person.

Their relationship had long surpassed that of an ordinary master and disciple.

If not for Luo Tianxing blocking the barrier between the two places, she would surely have often returned to Danzhou to visit.

Now, having not visited for decades and not even seeing her one last time,

The longing, guilt, and hatred in her heart made Wei Qiuling wish she could devour her enemies alive!

Shen Wen’an nodded slightly.

”Before I came, that elder advised that the force causing turmoil in Qishan had allied with the Underworld and infiltrated Yangnao Land.”

”If they make a move and the Shen Family receives word, I’ll let you take action.”

Wei Qiuling’s cultivation was already at the Late Stage of Fetal Breathing, just a step away from Fetal Breathing Perfection.

If those people really showed up in Yangnao Land, he would naturally help his wife settle this score.

Wei Qiuling gave him a grateful look, then turned silently away.

”Mother...”

”When the time comes, I’ll go with you.”

Seeing Wei Qiuling so heartbroken, Shen Wen’an sighed and said, ”Take your mother to rest first. I’ll go discuss this with your grandfather and the others.”

Leaving the little courtyard, Shen Wen’an pressed a finger technique and transmitted a message to Shen Chongming before going directly to the Black Water Pavilion.

On the second floor, Shen Yuan sat cross-legged, exuding a large amount of Spiritual Charm, the Power of Great Derivation surging through the room.

As Shen Wen’an reached the first floor, he felt the commotion above, frowning slightly, and didn’t dare go up to disturb him.

Moments later, Shen Chongming also arrived at the Black Water Pavilion, curious about the surging Power of Great Derivation on the second floor, ”What is grandfather doing?”

Shen Wen’an shook his head.

The Path of Great Derivation was mysterious and unfathomable, and he did not know what his father Shen Yuan was deducing, only vaguely understood that it was best not to disturb him at this time.

Uncle and nephew waited on the first floor for a long time until the surging Power of Great Derivation gradually dissipated, and Shen Yuan’s voice came from upstairs. Only then did they go up to the second floor.

”Father.”

”Grandfather.”

Both saluted respectfully. Shen Yuan nodded in acknowledgment, adjusted his breath slightly, and spoke with relief, ”A glimmer of hope in adversity, Chongxu’s path to survival has emerged.”

”However, to completely escape difficulty, an opportunity is needed.”

Upon hearing this, both uncle and nephew showed delighted expressions on their faces.

”Grandfather, have you calculated where Chongxu is?”

In response to Shen Chongming’s expectant gaze, Shen Yuan said solemnly, ”There are some clues, but the other side is still cautious. I need to peel away the layers to quickly determine Chongxu’s position.”

”Why have you two come here?”

Shifting the focus, he looked at Shen Wen’an and asked.

Shen Wen’an respectfully said, ”Father, I just went to the Danzhou Barrier...”

Upon hearing the news of Luoxia Mountain’s destruction, both Shen Yuan and Shen Chongming were taken aback.

The relationship between the Shen Family and Luoxia Mountain is unlike any other power can compare to.

Now, suddenly hearing this bad news, the two were filled with sighs.

”That elder said the mysterious person who destroyed Luoxia Mountain and other Immortal Sect Families had allied with the Underworld and infiltrated Yangnao Land.”

”After some thought, I believe this signifies the onset of a chaotic battle.”

Shen Yuan nodded, then signaled Shen Chongming to pour some tea.

”The situation is treacherous. I believe Xu Xiu and his group from the Southern Border likely represent the Daying Immortal Mansion from back then.”