Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

Shen Wen’an pondered for a moment and then smiled faintly, "Have a seat."

"If the senior wanted to kill us, he wouldn’t need to go through so much trouble."

After he and Xu Zhan sat down, Feng Jingyang handed over two cups of tea emitting rich Spiritual Power.

The two of them took the tea, sniffed lightly, and after feeling it was safe, took a small sip.

Instantly, the tea transformed into pure and rich Spiritual Power, surging through their limbs and bones!

As an indescribable sense of comfort spread throughout his body, Shen Wen’an couldn’t help but doubt whether he had misjudged the black-faced old man earlier?

Perhaps he just wasn’t the type to smile...

"You’ve had the tea, and I’m too lazy to waste words with you."

"This Dragon-slaying Valley is a forbidden land; any living being that enters can never leave alive."

Feng Jingyang glanced indifferently at the two of them and spoke nonchalantly.

Hearing this, Xu Zhan abruptly stood up, immediately ready to stir his Qi Blood Power in defiance!

He could feel Feng Jingyang’s strength was terrifyingly strong.

But even knowing he couldn’t win, he had no intention of surrendering just like that.

"Heh..."

"So, you’re a Body Cultivator with an Impeccable Golden Body."

As Feng Jingyang chuckled, Xu Zhan suddenly felt an invisible force appeared around him, completely confining his body.

"Don’t make a futile struggle."

"The kid is right; if I really intended to kill you, I wouldn’t have wasted a cup of Spirit Tea."

As the confinement around his body disappeared, Xu Zhan, with a heavy expression, sat back on the stone stool.

"A few days ago, some mice sneaked into the Dragon-slaying Valley. Due to the valley’s complex situation, it greatly suppresses a cultivator’s Divine Sense."

"I need you two to enter the valley and catch those few mice."

"As long as you two can accomplish this, I will not only let you leave but also grant you a monumental opportunity."

This Feng Jingyang evidently cared a lot about saving face.

When people from the Tribulation Fire Sect infiltrated the Dragon-slaying Valley, his first thought was to blame Luo Tianxing from the Danzhou Barrier.

Seeing the blame couldn’t be shifted and fearing the matter would make him a laughingstock, he begrudgingly refrained from asking Xu Xiu for help, choosing instead to handle it himself.

However, inside the Dragon-slaying Valley, because of the Myriad Dragons Array, the area was filled with plenty of Dragon-type Demon Beast’s Divine Spirit resentments.

Even though he was a Nascent Soul True Monarch, he couldn’t use his Divine Sense inside the valley to locate the Tribulation Fire Sect cultivators hiding within, only able to search bit by bit.

Shen Wen’an and Xu Zhan stumbled into the Dragon-slaying Valley by mistake, and due to Xu Xiu and the Shen Family’s connection, he couldn’t simply kill them.

He could only take them as laborers to help catch people inside the valley.

But seeing the two hesitating, Feng Jingyang sipped his tea and said, "I know you two are from the Shen Family of Yunshui City."

"Don’t be afraid to tell you, those mice that infiltrated the Dragon-slaying Valley are cultivators from the Tribulation Fire Sect."

"If they were to destroy the array inside the valley, the first to suffer would be your Shen Family."

Upon hearing this, the two immediately furrowed their brows.

To their surprise, the black-faced old man knew their identity.

"So, have you decided now?"

Feng Jingyang continued.

Facing his gaze, Shen Wen’an thought for a moment and then spoke, "Senior, may I ask, what is the cultivation of the Tribulation Fire Sect cultivators who entered the valley?"

Feng Jingyang replied calmly.

"The cultivation isn’t high, one Purple Mansion, and seven Golden Cores."

"However, I can be certain they aren’t acting together."

"So, as long as you two don’t encounter that Purple Mansion mouse, you’ll be fine."

"But if you really do encounter it..."

Feng Jingyang sneered, "Let’s see how long you can stall them."

"If you stall long enough, I’ll hear the commotion and come to help you."

"But if you’re instantly killed, you can only blame your lack of strength."

After saying this, he slowly stood up and said coldly, "Don’t delay, get going."

After Shen Wen’an and Xu Zhan got up and exchanged a glance, they bowed slightly and headed out of the courtyard.

...

In the old mansion room in Yunshui City.

Shen Chongming sat opposite Huang Lingshan.

"Are you saying your third uncle and Xu Zhan went to the Western Wilderness Flame Lake City and have been missing for three months?"

Huang Lingshan spoke with a grave expression.

Shen Chongming let out a heavy sigh, nodded, and replied, "A message from the family’s younger generation in Flame Lake City said that third uncle and Xu Zhan, upon arriving at Flame Lake City, stayed just for a moment before boarding a treasure ship heading westward."

"It’s been three months since they left, and there’s still no news. I’m worried..."

Seeing Shen Chongming’s worried look, Huang Lingshan pondered slightly, "Now that the Spirit of Yunmeng Marsh is about to manifest, Aunt and several senior brothers from the Cyan Ruo Sword House can’t spare time."

"Don’t act impulsively, wait until the Yunmeng Marsh matters are settled, then Aunt and the senior brothers will go to Flame Lake City together."

Shen Chongming nodded slightly.

Currently, he couldn’t afford to think too much.

With Shen Wen’an and Xu Zhan missing, he was the only Golden Core Realm holding the fort for the entire Shen Family and couldn’t act rashly.

While the two were talking, a strange ripple suddenly spread from the Clan Court at the foot of the mountain, sweeping across the entire Yunshui City instantly.

Inside the room, Shen Chongming and Huang Lingshan abruptly stood and went into the yard.

"Is that... Divine Sense?"

Feeling the wave, as if from a cultivator’s Divine Sense, Huang Lingshan frowned slightly, "Such a powerful Divine Sense... Is there another Golden Core Realm in the Shen Family?"

Shen Chongming shook his head incredulously.

"The source of this Divine Sense seems to be the Clan Court..."

"Aunt, I’ll go take a look first."