Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

He hurriedly tried to end this baptism that had brought him immense improvement, and with his Heart Spirit forcibly drew the Golden Core Sword Pill outside his body back into his Dantian.

Boom!

The Golden Core Sword Pill floating before him, at the instant it approached his body, suddenly erupted with a streak of purple-gold Spirit Light, directly bouncing his Golden Core Sword Pill flying away!

"Pff!"

This sudden change also tugged at the Qi and blood within his body, making him involuntarily spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Shen Wen’an opened his eyes; looking at the slowly rotating Golden Core Sword Pill before him, which was emitting a faint Golden Light, his expression became extremely unsightly.

He did not know whether he should be happy or despairing at this moment.

The joyous part was that his Purple Mansion had formed; his Realm had indeed truly reached the Purple Mansion Realm.

But what was even more despair-inducing was that his Purple Mansion treated the Golden Core Sword Pill as an "outsider" and shut it out!

The Golden Core Sword Pill before his eyes had gathered almost all the essence of his more than a hundred years of Cultivation.

Now that there was no way for it to return to his Dantian, the strength of his entire body was left only with his comprehension of the Sword Dao and his use of Sword Intent.

It was definitely impossible now to mobilize Sword Element Power to perform some powerful Sword Techniques.

What should he do now?

Shen Wen’an stared solemnly at that homeless Sword Pill; after pondering for a while, a sharp gleam suddenly flashed through his eyes!

"This might be a chance to get rid of the Golden Nature!"

The ancient memories in his bloodline indicated that the Golden Nature was a huge conspiracy.

Yet he had long since fused the Golden Nature into the Golden Core Sword Pill.

He had originally thought that no matter what consequences this "Golden Nature scam" would bring in the future, he was destined to be unable to escape it, but unexpectedly such a situation had now appeared.

At this moment, he vaguely came to understand.

The Power of Laws that constructed the Purple Mansion Dao Palace within his Dantian had been Cultivated by him using the Bloodline Power to borrow from the forebears of the ancient Human Race, comprehending the aura of the Power of Heaven and Earth Laws of that time.

Yet the Golden Core Sword Pill had fused the Golden Nature bestowed by this present Heaven and Earth.

This might be the Purple Mansion Dao Palace helping him strip the Golden Nature out of his body.

Thinking of this, Shen Wen’an suddenly showed a bitter smile.

This move might indeed strip the Golden Nature from his body, but the price paid was truly somewhat too great.

This was his Golden Core Sword Pill he had Cultivated for more than a hundred years, within which was also his Lifebound Magical Sword.

If now, in order to strip away the Golden Nature, everything had to be abandoned, not only would more than a hundred years of Cultivation be wasted in vain, there was even the possibility that, due to the loss of the Golden Core and the Lifebound Magical Sword, irreparable damage would be done to his Divine Spirit.

After all, the Lifebound Flying Sword was the second Divine Spirit of a Sword Cultivator.

But now that the Purple Mansion Dao Palace in his Dantian had already formed, if he did not give up the Golden Core Sword Pill, he would have to think of a way to destroy the Purple Mansion Dao Palace; between the two, one must be abandoned.

If the Purple Mansion Dao Palace was destroyed, his Dantian would certainly suffer severe damage.

Just as he fell into this dilemma, a voice suddenly sounded outside the closed-door cultivation room’s door.

"Wen’an, my son, may your father come in?"

Hearing his father’s voice, Shen Wen’an hurriedly suppressed the thoughts in his heart and said in a deep voice, "Father, please come in."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yuan pushed open the door and walked in.

Seeing his father take a seat, Shen Wen’an was about to explain the situation he had encountered, but Shen Yuan seemed to have already known in advance.

Gazing at the Sword Pill Golden Core floating before them, he said in a deep voice, "If you wish to give it a try, your father can lend you a hand."

After pondering slightly, Shen Wen’an cupped his hands and said, "Father already knows?"

Shen Yuan sighed. "Ever since I learned of this matter, your father has been in seclusion, contemplating for a long time; the only method I could think of was this path of destruction before rebirth."

"Fortunately, your father comprehended a Technique that should be able to temporarily sever the connection between you and the Golden Core Sword Pill."

"With the Bloodline Power as a safeguard, preserving yourself should still be no problem."

"As for this Golden Core condensed from your entire Dao Practice... perhaps it will not all be wasted."

Upon hearing this, Shen Wen’an immediately grew somewhat excited and said, "Father, how confident are you?"

"If this Golden Core Sword Pill is destroyed, how much power can your son reclaim?"

Destroying the Golden Core and stripping away the Golden Nature—if he could preserve his own body without affecting future Cultivation, that would already be a tremendous blessing.

Now that his father said there was a way to reclaim some of the Cultivation essence from the Golden Core, he had already made up his mind.

"As for confidence, your father has seventy percent. As for how much Cultivation can be reclaimed, your father is not sure either; everything will depend on the attempt."

After a brief hesitation, Shen Wen’an said in a deep voice, "Your son is willing to give it a try!"

Since he knew that the Golden Nature was a "conspiracy," it had to be removed as soon as possible; otherwise, if he was held in another’s grip in the future, no matter how strong his Cultivation, it would be in vain.

Now that he had already formed the Purple Mansion, even if the Golden Core was destroyed, as long as his Realm did not fall, his Cultivation could ultimately be slowly regained.

Shen Yuan nodded and said, "In that case, come with your father."

Father and son left the small courtyard and went up to the second floor of the Black Water Pavilion to sit cross-legged.

Shen Yuan took out some items he had prepared in advance, along with a large quantity of Spirit Crystals.

"In a moment, your father will use the Power of Great Derivation to sever the connection between your Golden Core, Golden Nature, and Heaven; you must personally act to shatter the Golden Core."

"Remember, you must be extremely careful and not let the energy of this Golden Core run wild; otherwise, not to mention the Black Water Pavilion, even the entire Yunshui City will likely be razed to the ground."

"After the Golden Nature has been stripped away, you will split off a wisp of your own Divine Spirit and inject it into this substitute puppet."

"Your father will temporarily confine the Golden Nature within the substitute puppet."

This substitute puppet was something Shen Li had previously refined with Witchcraft and Gu Skill; with this item, Shen Yuan had once helped Xu Zhan evade an erasure that crossed time and space.

Now he likewise intended to use this thing to deceive the Golden Nature and trap it within.

Pausing for a moment, Shen Yuan suddenly let out a cold laugh. "Hasn’t the Underworld always been coveting this thing?"

"We’ll find an opportunity later to gift this thing to them."

After hearing this, Shen Wen’an felt this plan was highly feasible. The father and son discussed some concrete details, and then began to carry out the measure of stripping away the Golden Nature.

Time passed in the blink of an eye, more than ten days.

When Shen Wen’an’s figure walked out from the Black Water Pavilion, his whole person looked extremely weak, and his aura was very strange.

Judging purely from the fluctuations of Spiritual Power, he now seemed to be only at the Middle to Late Stage of Fetal Breathing.

Yet in terms of aura, there was still that distinctive Law rhythm of the Purple Mansion Realm.

On the floating bridge, Shen Wen’an gently raised his palm, clenched his fist, and let out a deep sigh as he muttered, "To condense an Inner Core anew, the Spiritual Power required would probably exhaust all the Spirit Crystals the Shen Family has accumulated over these years and still be difficult to achieve."

"Now there is no rushing this; I can only take it step by step, slowly."

"Fortunately..."

With a movement of his Heart Spirit, the surrounding void instantly rippled with wave after wave; lotuses as if carved from jade-green emerged, swaying in the air.

"The enhancement the Power of Laws provides to a Realm is indeed formidable."

"At this rate, my strength is not much weaker than before."

After carefully sensing for a while, he retracted the Realm, planning to return and carefully comprehend the Purple Mansion Laws, and by the way, while the collapse of the Dao had not yet descended, quickly absorb more Spiritual Power to see whether, when the Dao collapsed, he could once again Cultivate an Inner Core.