Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

Hearing these words, Wei Qiuling was even more astonished.

She never thought her husband would be so resolute, knowing this matter and without much hesitation choosing to destroy his Golden Core and strip the Golden Nature from his body.

What she didn’t know was that Shen Wen’an originally didn’t have such determination; the reason he chose this path was because he was forced by the Purple Mansion Dao Palace with no other options.

”Can you stay at home a bit longer this time?”

After a period of silence, Shen Wen’an suddenly spoke.

Wei Qiuling was taken aback for a moment, then tilted her head slightly to look at him: ”What, do you want me to stay?”

Shen Wen’an blushed: ”Ever since you assumed the position of Sect Leader of Luoxia Mountain, you haven’t stayed at home for a long time, and each time you return, you come and go hurriedly.”

Listening to his words and looking at his demeanor, warmth seeped into Wei Qiuling’s heart.

She knew that her man didn’t understand romantic words, but to say such today was already extraordinary.

Not bearing to tease him further, she nodded slightly and said: ”Yunzhong County City indeed doesn’t have other matters, so I’ll stay home a few more days, just right to teach our son.”

”That brat following you won’t learn anything worthwhile.”

Shen Wen’an didn’t argue upon hearing these words.

He can only pass on the path of cultivation to Shen Chongzhen. Social skills, which he himself doesn’t grasp, can’t be passed on at all.

”I’ll go to the backyard to check on mother and sister-in-law.”

”Haven’t seen them for many years, it’s only right to visit since I’m back.”

Shen Wen’an nodded and said: ”Go ahead, I’ll be cultivating in the courtyard.”

...

Yangnao Land.

After Luo Tianxing decided to make a move, Yangnao Land truly seemed to plunge into calamity.

Yangnao Land is not like Southern Border; that Nascent Soul True Monarch ancestor of Longevity Pavilion, Qi Buyu, only acted twice—once against the warring sides of Fushan Country and another direct attack on the gathering of an Immortal Sect Influence at Beilu Immortal Mountain, capturing over a million cultivators.

Luo Tianxing’s side is evidently more troublesome, needing to search city by city.

During his capturing process, those cultivators who received news in advance would frantically flee.

Many cultivators were driven by him all the way, soon fleeing into the influence range of Yunzhong County.

In Yunzhong County City, the disciples of Luoxia Mountain don’t even need instructions; they know without question that they absolutely cannot let those cultivators in.

Thus, numerous Yangnao Land cultivators gathered in front of various city walls in Yunzhong County, desperately pleading to enter the city for shelter.

The Shen Family’s subordinate families also gathered a large number of people, blocking those cultivators outside the cities.

Time quickly passed over a month.

Above Jinghe County, over Jinghe Swamp.

Just after Luo Tianxing abducted several thousand cultivators from a city on the edge of Jinghe Swamp, preparing to head to the next city, the void in front of him suddenly became distorted.

In the next moment, a sinister voice emerged from it.

”Brother Luo, how goes it?”

Luo Tianxing glanced once at the twisted void and said indifferently: ”Still lacking some, I’m searching.”

That voice snickered after listening: ”Brother Luo, why bother?”

”Ignoring the largest two cultivation forces of Yangnao Land, painstakingly searching through every corner of Yangnao Land, truly patient.”

”Look at me, taking a stroll through Fushan Country, then Beilu Immortal Mountain.”

”Easily meeting the man’s required number.”

Luo Tianxing chuckled and shook his head: ”Is there anything else? If not, I’m busy.”

Facing him, Qi Buyu chuckled lightly: ”If Brother Luo finds it difficult, I can do it in your stead.”

”Shen Family people and the old man have karma with them; no need to consider those foreign cultivators, just grab a few cities, leaving some for them won’t be a problem, right?”

”Achieve the required number of sacrifices early, so you can report back sooner.”

”Avoid delaying too long, lest unexpected changes arise.”

Upon hearing this, Luo Tianxing squinted his eyes slightly: ”Brother Qi doesn’t need to meddle in my affairs.”

”Besides, the old man isn’t in a hurry, why the rush for Brother Qi?”

After saying this, he casually waved his hand, smoothing out the twisted void in front of him, no longer willing to listen to the other’s nonsense.

After chasing away Qi Buyu, Luo Tianxing looked into the distance with a serious expression.

The number of cultivators in Yangnao Land is still too few. During this period, he has searched back and forth twice, yet the captured number of cultivators is still short by over a hundred thousand.

”If it really doesn’t work... there’s no choice but to choose them.”

A flash of light, and Luo Tianxing’s figure immediately disappeared above Jinghe Swamp.

...

Southern Border, within a mountain valley resembling the Immortal Realm.

A long-faced elderly man in a luxurious dark purple robe, with narrow eyes, suddenly stepped out from the void, and mildly clasped his hands towards Xu Xiu, who was fishing by the trickling stream: ”Master, that old fellow Luo Tianxing is too indecisive.”

”If he continues with such procrastination, I’m afraid unexpected situations might arise?”

Xu Xiu glanced sideways, thought for a moment then said calmly: ”You don’t need to worry about his matters.”

”If you’re too idle, take the disciples of your Longevity Pavilion to that sea region, and see if you can find the Immortal Mansion for me.”

Qi Buyu’s face paled slightly upon hearing this.

”What?”

”Is it difficult?”

Qi Buyu hurriedly clasped his hands: ”The sea region’s Demon Beast strength is powerful, I’m afraid...”

”Ha!” Xu Xiu sneered: ”Didn’t you say Tianxing is indecisive at this time?”

”Go, if you can find the Immortal Mansion, I promise you, your Longevity Pavilion will be the top force in the Dao Source Secret Realm in the future.”

Qi Buyu showed a reluctant expression but dared not say more, only clasping his hands again and slowly leaving.

After he left, Xu Xiu’s face turned somewhat sullen, then he waved a hand, drawing a figure from a distant courtyard over to him.