Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

It could be said that Feng Jingyang trapping him in Dragon-slaying Valley put him through a great deal of suffering.

Xu Zhan nodded slightly.

He understood that this was the way to minimize the losses.

”Old bastard, once I have the strength, I swear I’ll repay today’s humiliation a hundredfold!”

He clenched his fist secretly and spoke with resentment.

The uncle and nephew continued forward, completely unaware that a shadowy figure was trailing them from a few miles behind, following them all the way.

This person was the last surviving member of the Tribulation Fire Sect.

With the news that his seven companions had been slain, this sect member had indeed been informed.

He was smart, knowing that despite Dragon-slaying Valley’s vastness, sooner or later he would be found with Shen Wen’an’s thorough search.

The safest method now was to follow one of their teams.

The places that have been searched would not be revisited for a while, and other teams wouldn’t waste time searching them again.

With this strategy, he had managed to evade discovery by Shen Wen’an for nearly half a year.

At the same time, outside the Dragon-slaying Valley, in a small courtyard.

Knowing that only one Golden Core Cultivator of the Tribulation Fire Sect remains, with Shen Wen’an and eight others searching in the valley, that Golden Core Cultivator posed no great threat.

Feng Jingyang felt less tense and was calmly meditating in the courtyard, comprehending Divine Powers.

With Cultivation reaching the Nascent Soul True Monarch Realm, one could skillfully utilize the Power of Laws, making ordinary Techniques seem as easy as child’s play.

The combat methods pursued by Nascent Soul True Monarchs emphasize more powerful Divine Powers.

As the name suggests, Divine Powers are manifestations of ”mystical prowess,” representing an extension from ”Laws” to ”Dao,” and are the most crucial reliance on the strength of Nascent Soul True Monarchs.

In simpler terms, Techniques represent the manipulation of worldly energy under the Laws by Cultivators.

No matter how strong a Technique is, it remains subject to the Laws’ influence.

Divine Powers are the manifestation of a Cultivator’s ability to modify and use the Power of Laws after grasping them.

For example, when Luo Tianxing used the Divine Power ”Shrinking Inches,” he took a single step with Shen Wen’an, crossing nearly ten thousand miles from Danzhou to Huaisang County.

To possess this ability requires a sufficient understanding of the Laws.

Feng Jingyang’s strength was inferior to Luo Tianxing because his comprehension of the Laws was lacking, and his mastery of Divine Powers was not as strong as Luo Tianxing’s.

However, his character was rather arrogant, and while guarding Dragon-slaying Valley all these years, he was always intent on surpassing Luo Tianxing.

This was also why he only became aware of the Tribulation Fire Sect’s incursion into Dragon-slaying Valley later.

The void in front of the pavilion suddenly twisted, and a figure stepped out from the distorted space.

Feng Jingyang awoke from his meditation and, upon seeing that the newcomer in a hemp robe was Xu Xiu, immediately put on a deferential look and bowed, saying, ”My lord.”

Xu Xiu nodded slightly, glanced towards the direction of Dragon-slaying Valley, and suddenly frowned, saying:

”Why are there so many unfamiliar presences in the valley?”

Feng Jingyang’s expression changed slightly. After a brief hesitation, he awkwardly began to explain, ”Please forgive me, my lord. A few days ago, I wasn’t paying attention, and several rats from the Tribulation Fire Sect snuck in.”

Noticing Xu Xiu’s displeased expression upon hearing this, Feng Jingyang hurriedly added, ”Rest assured, my lord.”

”Seven of the eight rats that infiltrated the valley have already been eliminated, leaving only one Golden Core Cultivator, who can’t stir up much trouble.”

Xu Xiu looked puzzled and then asked, ”If only one remains, then what about the other presences?”

Feng Jingyang hesitated but dared not conceal the identities of the others and told Xu Xiu, watching him nervously.

Xu Xiu’s demeanor remained calm, and he suddenly snorted, ”You do have your own ways.”

Seeing this, Feng Jingyang also chuckled, just about to speak when Xu Xiu’s tone shifted.

”I entrusted you with guarding such an important place as Dragon-slaying Valley, and now that something has happened, you’re still in the mood for cultivation, relying on a group of young ones in the valley to capture people for you?”

Facing Xu Xiu’s slightly sharp gaze, Feng Jingyang froze.

Xu Xiu continued, ”Since you’ve seen those young ones, you should know their identities.”

”That Shen Family boy carries the souls of the thirteen, and that little girl from Cyan Ruo Sword House is the reincarnation of Zi Gui.”

”If I hadn’t come today, how long were you planning to keep them trapped?”

Hearing this, Feng Jingyang lowered his gaze, not daring to respond.

”I’ve told you before, if anything happens in Dragon-slaying Valley that you cannot resolve, inform me promptly.”

”Why put those young ones through hardship?”

Xu Xiu sighed softly as he shifted the conversation.

He understood Feng Jingyang, knowing that in terms of loyalty alone, none of his subordinates were more faithful.

But in terms of temperament and ability, Feng Jingyang was far from matching Luo Tianxing and Zhang Zeduan.

This time, he didn’t want to blame him too harshly.

”Your lordship, my apologies, I just... I just didn’t want to trouble you, thinking I could handle it myself, so...”

”Ah, you...” Xu Xiu interrupted him with a slight sigh.

He knew that Feng Jingyang was proud; it wasn’t fear of troubling anyone that kept him from reporting the infiltration into Dragon-slaying Valley—it was pride.

”Never mind, wait here.” Xu Xiu finished speaking and transformed into a breeze, vanishing in an instant.

The next moment.

Shen Wen’an and Xu Zhan, who were collecting a Dragon Blood Vine in the valley, suddenly heard a faint cry from a few miles behind them.