Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

”Demon cultivation is also one of the primordial sources of the world. True demon cultivators are equally exploring the essence of all things in heaven and earth, probing the root of the laws, and pursuing a deep understanding and integration of the ’demonic’ source.”

Hearing this, Shen Chongming had a trace of confusion in his eyes.

Seeing this, He Yi continued, ”Perhaps you’re finding this a bit hard to grasp.”

”Let me put it another way.”

”As you know, the energies in heaven and earth are extremely mixed. Most Immortal Dao cultivators select and absorb those energies that best match themselves, or the most pure and stable energies.”

”Over time, this cultivation system gradually gave rise to so-called ’Orthodox Cultivators’, who believe that only those like them are true Orthodox Cultivators.”

At this point, He Yi couldn’t help but sneer, ”Little did they know that in the eyes of true demon cultivators, this behavior is equally unconventional and even falls short.”

”Demon is not synonymous with good or evil. In ancient times, what the Ancient Demons absorbed in their daily cultivation was unfiltered primordial energy.”

”This energy contains chaos, the abyss, the myriad thoughts of living beings, the filth of the world, and other various mixed things.”

”The Ancient Demons called it ’Primordial Demon Qi’.”

Hearing this, Shen Chonghong seemed to understand her meaning.

He Yi slowly stood up, her tall and graceful figure was evident as her bare jade feet stepped out, and gray mist under her feet quickly condensed into a stone step.

As her feet stepped on the smooth floor of the sleeping palace, she swayed her waist and came before Shen Chongxu, giving him a charming smile, ”Primordial Demon Qi is indeed the most destructive and closest to the source of power in this world.”

”But equally, this power is hard to control. If a demon cultivator absorbing this power lacks a firm mind, their Divine Spirit can easily be eroded, eventually sinking into it and becoming a puppet controlled by the power.”

”Do you know what the so-called righteous Immortal Dao cultivators are in the eyes of true demon cultivators?”

Shen Chongxu shook his head slightly, not speaking.

He Yi revealed a look of disdain, ”Just a group of timid, selfish, and petty people.”

Hearing this evaluation, Shen Chongxu was slightly stunned, but for a moment, he couldn’t find a suitable excuse to refute.

If what He Yi said was true, then Immortal Dao cultivators really were like this.

If the energies between heaven and earth were likened to a sumptuous feast,

everyone would know which dishes were good and which were not.

Immortal Dao cultivators are undoubtedly those guests who gorge themselves on only the good dishes, ignoring the bad ones.

Demon cultivators consume everything, good or bad, yet still end up being labeled as the ”villains.”

”Can you make me a true demon cultivator?”

After pondering for a moment, Shen Chongxu spoke.

As He Yi mentioned, he now vaguely felt that there was something wrong with his cultivation path.

The strength rapidly elevated through the Netherworld Dog Filth Furnace was ultimately like ”a flower in the mirror, or the moon in the water,” superficial and rootless, hard to control.

In this situation, if his cultivation were to improve further, problems were likely to arise.

The reason for He Yi mentioning the Ancient Demons probably meant she wanted to help him.

”Do you wish to follow the path of a true demon cultivator?”

With a faint smile, He Yi looked at him, then said, ”To be honest, becoming a true demon cultivator means you won’t be able to keep much of your current strength.”

”At that time, your cultivation may fall significantly, and you might even have to start over from the Qi Cultivation Realm.”

”And the path of the Ancient Demons is not easy; you’d better think it over clearly.”

After some hesitation, Shen Chongxu nodded solemnly.

Before meeting He Yi, he had been urging Wushi Qianrou to find a way to quickly improve his strength because, at that time, the Shen Family had only one Golden Core Sword Immortal, his third uncle Shen Wen’an.

He wanted to elevate his strength as soon as possible to share some of the burden for his third uncle Shen Wen’an and for the family.

But now, the Shen Family had three Golden Core powers, and news recently arrived from Yangnao Land that suddenly a group of Golden Core Sword Immortals had emerged from the Shen Family, leaving many Southern Border Golden Core forces unable to lift their heads.

Shen Chongxu felt that perhaps he needn’t be so urgent at the moment.

After returning to Yunshui City and reconciling with the past, seeing his son, he now wanted more to live well and contribute more to his family and son.

Seeing his determination, a hint of appreciation flashed in He Yi’s beautiful eyes, and she quickly spoke, ”You, being a human body, my cultivation technique is obviously not suitable for you.”

”However, I know of an Ancient Demon Cultivation Technique called the ’Primordial Golden Seal.’”

”Though this technique only has the first three volumes, it’s enough to cultivate you to the equivalent of the Nascent Soul Realm of the Immortal Dao.”

”In the future, when you achieve Nascent Soul, you can go to other worlds to seek opportunities and comprehend the remaining cultivation techniques.”

Shen Chongxu nodded upon hearing this.

The fact that it could be cultivated to Nascent Soul meant that ’Primordial Golden Seal’ was indeed a true technique.

”What do I need to do?”

Meeting his gaze, He Yi’s expression was a bit complicated: ”Do you trust me that much?”

”Aren’t you afraid I’ll devise a plot to harm you, leaving nothing behind but your bones?”

A slight smile appeared on Shen Chongxu’s face.

”You’ve had countless opportunities to harm me during this time; if you truly intended to do so, why waste the effort?”

Since exhausting a century of his lifespan to forcibly break the Demon’s Arrival Secret Skill and release He Yi, she had been residing in his Sea of Consciousness.

The Sea of Consciousness is the most vulnerable and fundamental place for a cultivator; if He Yi had wanted to act, she always had the chance.

There was no need to go to such lengths to design traps against him.

”You...”

He Yi glanced at him, ”Alright, alright, seeing how much you trust me, I’ll take a risk to help you this time.”