Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

However, the imagined attack did not occur.

After the golden light dissipated, all the Nascent Soul True Monarchs and other Outer World Cultivators present looked suspiciously at the entrance of the Five Elements Secret Realm below.

Only to see that the entrance to the Secret Realm and Shen Yuan, who was previously guarding the entrance, had both disappeared without a trace.

Everyone was momentarily stunned, and then a Nascent Soul True Monarch reacted.

”Are we... being toyed with by that ant?”

Some were unconvinced and swept their strong Divine Sense over the area where the entrance to the Five Elements Secret Realm was located.

The Divine Sense of a Nascent Soul True Monarch is extremely powerful, and from a close distance, a targeted search generally cannot conceal any ordinary Secret Realm Mini World from their Divine Sense.

However, no matter how many times the Divine Sense of several Nascent Soul True Monarchs searched every inch of the area below, they still found no trace of the Secret Realm’s presence.

”Gone...”

”Was that ant just trying to mystify us, to scare us!?”

”How dare he!?”

”I’m utterly humiliated! I’m infuriated!”

”I should have slapped him to death just now!”

...

In the void, a group of Nascent Soul True Monarchs looked either livid or frustrated, angrily pounding their chests and shouting!

And those juniors at the Golden Core Purple Mansion looked on in astonishment.

They had always believed that Shen Yuan, who stood in everyone’s way, had some unfathomable trump card to be so confident and composed.

Who would have thought...

Upon reflection, if they, these proud sons of heaven, faced such a multitude of enemies, especially under the eyes of nearly twenty Nascent Soul True Monarchs, it would be impossible for them not to reveal the slightest flaw.

And who were these Nascent Soul True Monarchs present?

Each had lived for hundreds or even thousands of years, with some even experiencing multiple reincarnations and becoming Lords of One Realm.

If Shen Yuan had shown even the slightest hint of fear, or even a subtle fluctuation in his state of mind, they would have detected it.

Yet the final outcome was that not only did these juniors not notice anything unusual, but even the great figures in the Nascent Soul True Monarch Realm were deceived.

If this matter were to spread...

With this thought in mind, the juniors couldn’t help but sneak peeks at the disgruntled Nascent Soul True Monarchs in front.

”Fellow Daoists, please restrain your disciples. Today’s events must not be leaked.”

”I cannot afford to lose face like this!”

Yueshan King of Cangkong Mountain clenched his fists in anger, then cupped his hands to everyone and left with his disciples without looking back.

The remaining Nascent Soul True Monarchs looked at each other and sighed secretly, ”Fellows, for our dignity, don’t mention today’s events to anyone, the old one bids farewell...”

The Yangnao Land had nearly completely collapsed, and the Treasure Blood that had driven them crazy had disappeared along with the Five Elements Secret Realm. There was nothing left worth staying for in this domain, and the Nascent Soul True Monarchs in the void left with their disciples.

...

A light drizzle fell for two days, and the warm rain nourished the parched land.

On the vast plains, crisscrossed paths and interwoven low houses gathered into small villages.

Smoke rose from the rooftops, mixing with the misty rain, drifting toward the fields.

On the ridge, two figures wearing conical hats squatted down and gently dug into the damp soil.

”Sir, the water has seeped seven inches deep, the rain should be sufficient!”

A young man patted the dirt from his hands and then washed them in a small puddle nearby, speaking excitedly.

The middle-aged man beside him smiled as he stood up, gazing into the distant, mist-covered fields.

”Zhou Qing, report to the agriculture officials, tell them the rainfall in West Capital Road is adequate, and the Immortals can stop the rain.”

”Hey!”

The young Zhou Qing wiped the water from his hands with his clothes and responded.

The two walked along the ridge toward the distant village in the drizzle.

”I heard you sent Sanxi to Tiangong Academy?”

The middle-aged man asked casually with hands behind his back, ”The child may not have the aptitude for Cultivation Immortality, but with your salary and wealth, sending him to private school to study literature shouldn’t be an issue. In the future, he might even enter an Immortal Family academy and become a Literary Dao Cultivator.”

Zhou Qing smiled awkwardly at the remark: ”You know, sir, my wife is from a branch of the Zhao Family, and before the annual rites, I let her take Sanxi back to West Capital Road once.”

”Father-in-law used his connections to ask an Upper Cultivator from an Immortal Family academy, who has condensed his Literary Heart, to come.”

”Oh?” The middle-aged man asked curiously, ”Did that Upper Cultivator assess Sanxi?”

Zhou Qing nodded: ”The brat seems smart from a young age but lacks the corresponding Wisdom Root. The Upper Cultivator suggested not to pursue the Literary Dao.”

”Nowadays, in a recovered Central State, the Immortal Family values engineering talent, so the Upper Cultivator recommended sending Sanxi to the Daoist Engineering Academy.”

With a sigh, Zhou Qing added: ”We common people have been kindly allowed by the Immortal Family to migrate from the fallen Yangnao Land to here. As long as our descendants can contribute to the Immortal Family, it would suffice.”

The middle-aged man nodded: ”Indeed it is.”

”My grandson turned six after the annual rites too.”

”The little guy was born in the first year of Central State. Since he was three, I’ve spent my annual salary to obtain Treasure Medicine to strengthen his bones and muscles.”

”I just hope that after this year’s selection, the brat will be accepted by the martial academy without disappointing my expectations.”

Zhou Qing laughed, cupping his hands: ”Your nephew is exceptionally talented, with a foundation laid by Treasure Medicine from a young age. He will surely catch the attention of the martial academy teachers; there’s no need to worry.”

”Hehe...”

The middle-aged man stroked his beard with a smile, looking at the village ahead: ”Let’s report to the Daoist first, lest the rain continues for another half day, which would make farming troublesome with excessive water.”