Starting with a daily divination to build an immortal clan

Chapter 214 The First Bloodline Divine Ability

A magnificent carriage adorned with a jade seal slowly drove into Yunshui City.

Inside the carriage, Liu Yiran, who was clearly dressed up, secretly peeked at everything outside through the gap in the curtain.

"Aran, you need to be more dignified and composed."

Across from him, Liu Qingfeng, though inwardly nervous, smiled and instructed his sister: "I've heard that the family places great importance on etiquette. When you meet the head of the family later, be extremely careful in your behavior."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yiran immediately sat up straight and then carefully checked her clothes to make sure there was nothing wrong with them.

"Have you remembered what I told you, brother?"

Looking at his younger sister, Liu Qingfeng asked with some concern.

Liu Yiran nodded slightly, somewhat nervously saying, "I've remembered everything..."

The carriage drove through the bustling streets toward Blackwater Pool. Sensing all this, the brother and sister couldn't help but feel nervous.

A magnificent carriage stopped at the entrance of the manor.

Shen Chongxuan was already waiting at the door.

An old servant of the Shen family, seeing the carriage come to a stop, hurried over, lifted the curtain, and said with a smile, "Miss Liu, Young Master Liu, please."

Liu Yiran stepped down from the carriage somewhat awkwardly, and upon seeing the simple and elegant manor in front of her, she was slightly taken aback.

Liu Qingfeng, who followed her down, coughed lightly, interrupting her surprise.

The brother and sister then respectfully approached Shen Chongxuan and bowed, saying, "Greetings, young master."

Shen Chongxuan had already contacted them before, so the two of them recognized him.

"No need to be polite."

"Come in with me."

Shen Chongxuan was dressed as a gentle and refined scholar, and his mild words eased the tension in the hearts of the brother and sister.

The two followed him through the front yard and arrived at the side room.

Shen Chongxuan pushed open the door and gestured for him to enter.

The brother and sister quickly cupped their hands in greeting, and Liu Qingfeng said with great respect, "Please go first, young master."

After Shen Chongxuan stepped into the side room, the two followed him in.

"Please have a seat. The head of the family will come over shortly after he finishes his work."

"Someone is coming."

As Shen Chongxuan spoke, he called out to the servant at the door of the side room.

Two young girls approached respectfully.

"Son."

Shen Chongxuan glanced at Liu Yiran and then instructed the two servants, "Go and prepare some Purple Spirit Daylily Tea, and also bring some Moon Spirit Fruit."

The two girls bowed and then left.

A moment later, the two men entered carrying a platter of spiritual fruits and tea.

The Liu siblings in the side room were quite surprised to find that the tea and fruit platter contained a rather rich spiritual energy.

"Please have a seat, both of you. Please help yourselves with the tea and fruit."

"I have some matters to attend to, so I will not keep you any longer."

As Shen Chongxuan spoke, he left the room, leaving the brother and sister alone inside.

Shen Chongxuan pushed open the door and walked into the private room next door.

"Ming-ge, the person has been brought here and is in the side room."

Shen Chongming nodded slightly and smiled faintly: "Let's give them some space for now."

“The two of them must have already thought of their story and made up lies before they came here.”

"What I want to hear is the truth, so let them think it through first."

Shen Chongxuan nodded, slowly walked to the opposite side, sat down, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Yesterday, I accompanied Li'er to the clan's main courtyard, and I specifically asked the teacher for the records of the Liu family of Xingyang for the past two years."

Shen Chongming put down his teacup and asked, "What did you find?"

A servant respectfully approached Shen Chongxuan, served him tea, and then withdrew.

Shen Chongxuan pondered for a moment before speaking, "There's nothing unusual about it, however..."

"Two juniors with spiritual roots among the direct descendants of the Liu family have been expelled."

"The records of the clan's official archives state that the two people unfortunately died young."

Premature death?

Shen Chongming gently stroked his palm, a thoughtful look flickering in his eyes.

The Liu family is a major clan; if considered individually, they would be a very strong Qi Refining Immortal Clan.

Will the direct descendants of the clan who possess spiritual roots die young?
"What are their cultivation levels?"

"Qi Refining Level 2, with above-average spiritual root quality."

After answering, Shen Chongxuan added, "The disciples of the clan's main hall secretly investigated and indeed found two new graves in the Liu family's ancestral land, and memorial tablets for the two people were also erected in the ancestral hall."

"Everything seems normal; maybe my brother is overthinking it."

Shen Chongming's gaze remained fixed, and he did not speak.

After a moment's thought, he asked, "Besides the matter of those two women giving birth to mothers, has Liu Jing, the head of the Liu family, done anything else that violates the clan rules over the years?"

Shen Chongxuan sighed and shook his head: "This man is quite philandering. He has not committed any major wrongdoings, but he has done quite a few things that violate ethics and moral principles."

There are no explicit provisions in the clan rules regarding this matter.

The only restriction is that they cannot use their status as cultivators to force or seduce mortal women through magical means.

Shen Chongming quietly sipped his tea and didn't ask any more questions.

……

In the wing room.

The brother and sister had already drunk two cups of tea, but Shen Chongming still hadn't arrived.

I couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

Especially Liu Qingfeng, he had heard that the current head of the family was domineering and decisive, completely unlike the gentleness of the previous head of the family.

In the past, when he was the head of the family, he wiped out two affiliated families in one fell swoop, and even the Shi family cultivators who had followed him since childhood were not spared.

After that incident, the members of the major affiliated families were quite frightened.

“Brother…” Liu Yiran clenched her hands tightly together, glancing out the window of the room every now and then, clearly very nervous.

"How about forget it."

“If we cultivate ourselves diligently, we might be able to clear Mother’s name.”

Her voice trembled slightly, clearly indicating that she was about to give up.

Liu Qingfeng clenched his fists tightly, then sighed, "Things have come to this point, and it's no longer something my brother and I can just let go of."

He vaguely understood that the two of them had been summoned to Yunshui City, only to be left stranded here.

It must have been the head of the household who became suspicious and thought the two were plotting something.

A struggle flashed in Liu Qingfeng's eyes. Just as he was about to say something, he heard footsteps outside the room.

He immediately suppressed his thoughts and hurriedly got up to look at the door.

Liu Yiran also stood up quickly, her eyes fixed on the door.

The footsteps grew closer, and Shen Chongming's figure slowly appeared.

He was dressed in a magnificent deep blue robe, with a stern and unsmiling expression.

Just by standing there quietly, the aura of authority unique to those in power made the two of them uneasy.

Thunder is extremely powerful and yang, capable of deterring villains and those with ill intentions.

His cultivation level far surpassed that of the two of them. This time, he only released a tiny bit of his aura, yet it made Liu Qingfeng feel apprehensive.

"Your subordinate, Liu Qingfeng of the Liu family, pays respects to the patriarch!"

Suppressing his unease, Liu Qingfeng quickly and respectfully bowed.

Liu Yiran, who was standing next to him, could only bow slightly and was unable to speak.

After glancing at the two, Shen Chongming suddenly smiled and slowly walked to the central seat to sit down.

"No need for that, please sit down."

The two sat down with trepidation.

Shen Chongming picked up a spiritual fruit from the fruit plate beside him, examined it repeatedly for a moment, then put it back. He turned to Liu Qingfeng and said:
"Give you a chance."

“Tell me your purpose. If it is harmless, I will not pursue this matter.”

Upon hearing this, Liu Qingfeng's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively wanted to make excuses.

But when he met Shen Chongming's gaze, he swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

After struggling for a moment, he got up, knelt down, and rested his head on the ground, saying tremblingly:

"Master, please forgive me!"

"This is all my fault; Aran was forced into it!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yiran turned pale and immediately knelt on the ground, rushing to explain, "Master, please forgive me. Seducing Young Master Chongxu was my own idea and has nothing to do with my brother!"

But Shen Chongming remained expressionless as the two men rushed to confess.

"I'm asking about your purpose."

He looked at Liu Qingfeng and spoke again.

Liu Qingfeng's kneeling body trembled slightly, and a resolute glint flashed in his eyes as he replied, "This subordinate...this subordinate wishes to use the prestige of the master's family to clear my mother's name!"

"and then?"

Shen Chongming spoke again: "For such a trivial matter, you've ruined your sister's lifelong happiness and reputation?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Qingfeng's heart seemed to stop beating. He clenched his fists tightly, but then slowly relaxed them. He didn't dare to say a word from beginning to end.

Looking at him, Shen Chongming chuckled and shook his head: "Alright, you can go back now."

"As for you..." He stood up and looked at Liu Yiran. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I will have someone arrange accommodation for you. Focus on your pregnancy and we'll talk about it after the baby is born."

After saying this, Shen Chongming left the room.

Watching his figure disappear, Liu Yiran took a deep breath and quickly went to her brother's side to help him up.

"Brother, the patriarch has left..."

Liu Qingfeng stood up, looked out the window with lingering fear, pondered for a moment, and then suddenly felt so frustrated that he beat his chest and stamped his feet.

"waste!"

"I'm a good-for-nothing!"

He slapped himself hard across the face, his eyes filled with deep resentment.

Just now, I was so panicked that I lost my composure and my mind went blank. Now, after carefully reflecting on Shen Chongming's words, I suddenly realized that I had missed a tremendous opportunity!

"elder brother!"

Seeing her brother's deranged state and regretful expression, Liu Yiran quickly pulled him to a chair nearby.

Liu Qingfeng slumped weakly into a chair, his eyes vacant, and murmured in a broken voice, "The patriarch must think my ambition isn't enough..."

"Aran, I'm so sorry..."

He understood that if he had said he still wanted to be the head of the Liu family, the situation would be very different now.

But he was so frightened at the time that he didn't know what to do and dared not reveal such ambitions again.

After calming himself down, Liu Qingfeng let out a heavy sigh.

"Fortunately, the patriarch has spoken, so the Shen family bloodline in your womb has been saved."

"Aran, listen to the head of the family and take good care of your pregnancy. After the child is born, we siblings will all be counting on this child for the future."

Liu Qingfeng stood up, glanced at his sister with some reluctance, and then hurriedly left the Shen family manor.

"elder brother!"

Seeing her brother leave, Liu Yiran chased after him, shouting.

The brother and sister had been living a life of constant displacement with their mother since childhood. After their mother's death, they relied on each other for survival and were never separated.

"Miss, the master wants you to come with me to the back mountain."

Behind him, the old servant of the Shen family respectfully came forward and spoke.

Liu Yiran stared blankly as her brother's figure disappeared, then wiped away her tears and followed the old servant toward the back mountain.

……

Campsite outside Xingyang City.

Shen Chongming arrived riding the wind.

When the Shen family cultivators saw him, they all bowed respectfully.

One of them was quite observant and, taking advantage of the fact that the other wasn't paying attention, secretly ran to a wooden hut behind the camp.

"Son!"

"Young Master Chongxu!"

"The patriarch has arrived!"

Inside the wooden house, Shen Chongxu was leaning against the bed, drinking wine with his chest exposed. Upon hearing this, a look of panic flashed across his face.

He immediately circulated his spiritual energy to expel the effects of the alcohol from his body.

When she regained consciousness and pushed open the door, she saw Shen Chongming, dressed in a deep blue robe, walking slowly towards her.

The monk who had tipped them off stood respectfully to the side, looking nervous, fearing he would be reprimanded and punished.

However, Shen Chongming did not look at him and walked straight to Shen Chongxu, who was standing at the door.

"Ming... Brother Ming."

Shen Chongxu avoided eye contact and bowed respectfully.

"Let's all get busy."

Shen Chongming glanced at his disheveled appearance and spoke calmly.

The cultivators behind him quickly bowed and retreated.

He slowly stepped forward, forcing Shen Chongxu back into the room. His gaze swept around, and he smelled the strong smell of alcohol mixed with various unpleasant odors, his expression complicated.

You're only twenty-two years old this year.

"Are you planning to live your whole life in a daze?"

Turning to look at Shen Chongxu beside him, Shen Chongming's eyes were like swords as he spoke in a deep voice.

Seeing that he was just keeping his head down and not saying anything, Shen Chongming pondered for a moment and said, "Come with me."

Stepping out of the wooden house, he turned around and grabbed Shen Chongxu's shoulder. The two of them transformed into streaks of light and flew towards Hidden Dragon Mountain!

"Ming-ge, where are you taking me?"

In the void, Shen Chongxu seemed to realize something and tried to struggle.

However, the shoulder that was being grabbed was being struck by bursts of lightning power, which made his whole body numb and unable to mobilize any spiritual energy or strength.

"Scared?"

"Feeling too ashamed to go?"

As Shen Chongming spoke, he accelerated again and soon arrived at the mountains behind the manor.

The two brothers landed in front of a tombstone in the cemetery.

"Your Majesty!"

But seeing that Shen Chongxu had turned his back and dared not look at the tombstone, Shen Chongming shouted coldly.

"Kneel before your father's and mother's tombstones and let them take a good look!"

Look at the state you've become!

The sound in his ear was like a thunderclap, echoing in his ears and reaching the depths of his soul!
Shen Chongxu slowly turned around and gazed at the large characters on the tombstone.

The tomb of the late father, Shen Wenyan, and his wife, Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan waited bitterly for Shen Wenyan in the Shen family for ten years before her death, but she never got to see the deceased emperor.

After he died in despair, Shen Yuan specifically instructed that his eldest son, Shen Wenxing, should bury his body together with Shen Wenyan's cenotaph.

This can be considered as making up for Zhao Xuan's regret.

After the couple were buried in the cemetery on the back hill, Shen Chongxu, because of his great resentment towards his father, never came to the grave to pay his respects.

Now, seeing her mother's name on the tombstone, tears slowly welled up in her eyes beneath her disheveled hair.

Pfft!
Shen Chongxu knelt heavily in front of the tombstone and wept bitterly.

Seeing this, Shen Chongming felt a tightness in his chest.

Over the years, he, his father, his grandfather, and Shen Chongxuan have all been trying to help Shen Chongxu get out of this mess and cheer up.

However, the psychological trauma of his childhood had a profound impact on him.

The presence of Hu Meier and Shen Li further aggravated her feelings, gradually leading her to become the way she is now.

"Second uncle, second aunt."

"My nephew has brought Chongxu to you."

Shen Chongming straightened his sleeves and respectfully bowed to the tombstone.

"Second Uncle, Second Aunt, it is my and Father's fault for not taking good care of Chongxu."

Speaking in a heavy voice, Shen Chongming slowly walked forward and came to Shen Chongxu's side.

"I know you can't forgive your second uncle."

"But you have to think about your second aunt. She was a strong-willed woman her whole life. If she were alive, how would she feel if she saw you like this?"

Shen Chongxu stared blankly at the tombstone in front of him, reaching out to stroke his mother's name.

He then knelt and crawled two steps forward, pressing his face against the words "Zhao Xuan," weeping and murmuring, "Mother, your unfilial son has never come to see you all these years..."

Seeing that he was crying and complaining, Shen Chongming quietly walked into the distance and sat down in front of a rock.

Looking down at the few lonely graves.

That place is the final resting place of Fu Gui, a long-term worker for the Shen family, his maternal grandfather Huang Qingzhou, and Zhao Shuan and his son.

Shen Chongming sat quietly for a long time, and then Shen Chongxu, with red eyes, came to his side and said in a hoarse voice, "Brother Ming."

Shen Chongming turned around and glanced at him, then patted the spot next to him.

"I have already met the Liu siblings."

Shen Chongxu, who was sitting next to him, was slightly taken aback when he heard this, and then said, "Ming-ge, there's no need to persuade me about this. I will not marry her."

Shen Chongming didn't say anything, but turned around and glanced at him.

"She climbed into my bed while I was drunk."

"The two have ulterior motives, and Ming should be able to tell."

Shen Chongxu spoke calmly, without a trace of emotion in his words.

“I arranged for the woman to stay near the Blackwater Pool.”

"Whether she has a formal title or not is another matter, but she is carrying the blood of my Shen family, and we absolutely cannot ignore her."

After a slight pause, Shen Chongming sighed and continued, "Your eldest brother is still unmarried. It's a good thing that you have offspring. At least there are still people in your second uncle's lineage."

A gentle breeze blew through the mountains, lifting the hair that had been covering half of Shen Chongxu's face, revealing a slightly thin and dejected countenance.

"Brother Ming."

Looking down at Yunshui City, Shen Chongxu hesitated for a moment before suddenly saying, "I want to go out for a walk."

Shen Chongming remained silent.

He didn't know whether he should agree or not.

I just feel that if I continue to keep him tied up at home, he'll probably never be able to get out of there.

But if I let him leave, the world outside is full of dangers these days. What if something happens to him? How can I face my deceased uncle and aunt?

"Don't worry, Ming-ge. This time, when I came to see my father and mother, the knot in my heart that had been accumulating for many years has been untied."

"It's just that compared to the constraints of family, I'm more suited to the vast world outside."

"If I am fortunate enough to achieve success in my cultivation someday, I will return."

After saying this, he slowly stood up, turned his head to look at his parents' tombstones, and once again bowed deeply to Shen Chongming. "Brother Ming, please help me apologize to my elder brother and grandfather. If I don't die, I will definitely come back."

"As for the child... if it's a boy, let's name him Xiu Bai."

"If it's a girl, I hope Brother Ming will give that woman from the Liu family a chance to name the child."

After saying this, he made a hand seal and flew away on the wind.

Shen Chongming suddenly stood up, several streaks of lightning flashing in his hand, but he did not make a move to stop him until his figure disappeared.

……

Yingchuan County, city.

A newly built, magnificent palace stands in the city, occupying one-third of the city's size.

Inside the magnificent palace, a middle-aged man dressed in a bright gold-patterned robe, wearing a purple-gold crown, and radiating the light of magical artifacts, sat cross-legged in the main hall.

This person is named Wu Shi Ao, the younger brother of Wu Shi Kui, the ruler of Fushan Kingdom. His cultivation has reached the perfect state of embryonic breathing.

The royal family had many children.

King Wu of Fushan had more than a hundred brothers and sisters.

The vast majority of them were of average talent, and Wu Shi Ao was considered one of the more outstanding among his many brothers.

In terms of cultivation, he is only a little over 150 years old and has a good chance of attaining the Golden Core stage in the rest of his life, having reached the Perfected Stage of Fetal Breathing.

In terms of wisdom, Wu Shi Ao is far superior to his brothers and sisters, and is even more suitable to be the ruler than Wu Shi Kui.

However, in the face of absolute power, strategy is sometimes useless.

Although Wu Shi Ao was born out of wedlock, he was highly valued by his elder brother Wu Shi Kui and served as regent for many years.

After circulating his spiritual energy for one full cycle, Wu Shi Ao slowly opened his eyes.

"Summon General Songyan to see me."

A deep and authoritative voice rang out, and the soldiers in black armor at the entrance of the hall hurriedly bowed and transformed into streaks of light, flying away into the distance.

A moment later, a burly figure with white hair and beard, dressed in red-tasseled armor, entered the hall.

"Li Songyan greets Your Highness!"

Wu Shi'ao rose from the high platform and came down, warmly helping the old man in front of him, saying with a smile, "General, you may dispense with the formalities."

Li Songyan straightened up, his eyes sharp, and asked, "Your Highness, is it time to make a move?"

"It's been three years, and we've remained inactive, even though the king has been urging us many times."

With his hands behind his back, Wu Shi Ao slowly paced a few steps, then turned around and smiled, "Your Majesty is still a bit impatient."

"Those fools from Dawu Mountain and the Yin Corpse Sect are all holding back right now. If my Fushan Kingdom makes a move first, wouldn't they be the ones to benefit?"

"Have you gathered almost all the intelligence I requested?"

Li Songyan clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, saying, "We have collected some, but most of them are hearsay and folk rumors."

"This humble general finds it somewhat absurd."

"But the area that my Fushan Kingdom occupies now seems to have had a grudge against the Shen family of Yunshui City and Luoxia Mountain before. Those lowly blood servants don't know much about the Shen family and Luoxia Mountain."

"but……"

After a moment's thought, Li Songyan said, "Through this period of investigation, I have discovered that the spiritual veins of heaven and earth in this Yangnao land have only been revived for a mere eighty years."

"Then Luoxia Mountain is alright, it belongs to a celestial sect that descended from beyond the realm."

"But the Shen family of Yunshui City is a true aristocratic family from Yangnao. How could they have such a foundation in less than a hundred years?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Shi'ao's gaze deepened.

After some thought, he said in a deep voice, "This matter is indeed somewhat strange."

"However, the king and the Golden Core seniors from other forces have all witnessed the methods of that Golden Core cultivator from the Shen family, so there is no mistake."

"Moreover, before we arrived, there were quite a few extraterrestrial immortal sects operating in this Yangnao land for decades. If the Shen family didn't have some foundation, how could they have survived surrounded by those extraterrestrial immortal sects?"

"Why would the Golden Core Immortal Sect's Luoxia Mountain condescend to befriend them?"

"Even if Yunshui City doesn't have two Golden Core cultivators, there must be a hidden old monster."

Li Songyan frowned slightly. Although he felt there was some truth to what he said, he still felt something was off.

"To cultivate the Golden Core, one needs the righteous method."

"Those who possess the true Dharma lineage must be an ancient race."

"General, you must not let your guard down."

Li Songyan felt a chill run down his spine and immediately cupped his hands, saying, "Your Highness is wise; this humble general almost fell for the trap."

After he finished speaking, he changed the subject and asked, "So what do we do now?"

"Are we just going to keep dragging this out like this?"

The arrival of six major forces in Yangnao Land was expected to soon unleash a bloody storm.

Who would have thought that for more than three years, they have all strangely maintained their restraint, and one by one they have settled down to farm and manage their businesses in this Yangnao land.

As the two were pondering their own thoughts, a figure dressed in a black, tight-fitting long robe and wearing a half-mask suddenly appeared in the hall.

"Meet the prince."

"General Li."

The figure knelt on one knee and spoke in a deep voice.

"Get up, but does Your Majesty have a decree?"

But upon seeing the person who appeared before him, Wu Shi Ao frowned slightly.

These are the Inkscale Guards of the Fushan Kingdom. Apart from the ruler of the Fushan Kingdom, no one else has the authority to command them.

The figure stood up and said, "The king instructed me to inform the prince to proceed with caution."

Upon hearing this, both Wu Shi'ao and Li Songyan were somewhat surprised.

Prior to this, Wu Shi Kui, who was far away in the southern border, had repeatedly urged them to find a way to plunder more blood food from Yunzhong County and send it back.

Why the sudden change of mind?
"Is there any new news from southern Xinjiang?"

After a moment's thought, Wu Shi'ao guessed that something must have happened.

The Molin Guard cultivator cupped his hands and said, "We received some secret information some time ago."

"In the Southern Frontier, apart from the Northern Border, most of the remaining forces have received a secret warning from the Central Region, which is said to be a decree personally issued by the four True Monarchs."

Upon hearing this, both Li Songyan and Wu Shi'ao's expressions changed slightly.

In the Southern Frontier, there are only four Nascent Soul True Monarchs on the surface.

The forces behind the four True Lords occupy the most prosperous and vast Central Region in the entire Southern Frontier.

"What did the True Lord's decree say?"

Wu Shi Ao spoke in a deep voice.

News of the breach of the Void Corridor Formation had already spread.

Those southern border forces outside the northern border must have already received the news.

However, to this day, the other Golden Core forces have shown no intention of intervening, which is rather strange.

"As Your Highness thought, the four True Lords warned other forces that, apart from the Northern Territory, no other forces were allowed to cross the Void Harmony Corridor Formation and interfere in the affairs of Yangnao Land."

"That's what the Inkscale Guardian monk replied."

"Is that really what the True Lords said!?"

Upon hearing this, Li Songyan looked incredulous.

The Molin Guard cultivator nodded and continued, "The Molin Guard has conducted multiple verifications in recent days, so this matter should be true."

Wu Shi'ao's eyes were deep as he rubbed his palms and murmured, "To be able to have the True Lord issue such a decree..."

"The waters of Yangnao are probably much deeper than we imagined."

Li Songyan nodded in agreement, his expression grave. "Your Highness, it seems that our Northern Border forces have all become pawns."

"What is this some extraordinary figure plotting behind the scenes?"

Wu Shi Ao chuckled and shook his head.

"I finally understand why the Void Corridor Formation suddenly developed a gap."

"Now it seems that someone did this on purpose."

"Your Highness, the imperial decree has been delivered. I will return now." The Dark Scale Guard cultivator did not say anything more to the two of them. After bowing, his figure slowly dimmed and disappeared from the hall.

After a moment of silence between the two in the hall, Wu Shi Ao spoke up: "I would like to trouble General Li to go to the Western Wilderness and tell them that my Fushan Kingdom wants to join forces with them to attack the four cities of the Shen family."

Attack the Shen family?

Li Songyan looked at him with some surprise.

"Your Majesty, this..."

The two had just been discussing refraining from taking action so as not to let other forces benefit.

Upon receiving this news, Li Songyan was somewhat puzzled as to why his lord would suddenly issue this order.

Wu Shi Ao smiled but did not answer. He simply said calmly, "General, you have brought generous gifts on this trip. Just tell those fools to cooperate with my Fushan Kingdom."

Li Songyan seemed to understand something, chuckled, cupped his hands, and said, "This subordinate obeys!"

……

Yunshui City.

In the elegant courtyard, Wei Qiuling sat quietly in the pavilion, watching the little one in the yard holding a wooden sword and dancing around with a chuckle.

This little guy is her son with Shen Wen'an, Shen Chongzhen.

Both of them were cultivators at the Fetal Breathing Realm when they got together. After Shen Chongzhen was born, he inherited her wood-attribute spiritual root, which was of medium to high quality.

Perhaps influenced by his father, the little guy showed a fascination with swords when he was just three years old.

Without any hesitation, Wei Qiuling decided to let him cultivate the "Tai Xuan Sword Scripture" after his body was tempered.

With this kid's obsession with swords, coupled with the guidance of his swordsman father, it's quite possible that the fortunate event of "father and son becoming sword immortals" will truly occur in the future.

"Chongzhen, it's time to rest for a while."

The scorching sun was already high overhead. Seeing the fine beads of sweat on her son's nose and forehead, Wei Qiuling called out softly.

The little guy was very obedient; he put away his longsword and ran over excitedly.

"Mother, am I practicing well?"

Taking the tea from her mother, Shen Chongzhen looked up at her rosy cheeks and asked.

Wei Qiuling took out a handkerchief, gently wiped the sweat from his face, and smiled, "Didn't you say that only your father was qualified to instruct you in swordsmanship?"

"Your mother won't say anything to you."

Upon hearing this, the little guy pouted and said, "Mom is so petty and holds grudges..."

"You're absolutely right, that's exactly how your mother is."

Wei Qiuling pinched his nose and laughed, "If you don't believe me, wait until your father comes out of seclusion and ask him."

Shen Chongzhen put down her teacup, looked up at the room where her father, Shen Wen'an, was in seclusion, and looked somewhat unfamiliar with it.

His father went into seclusion not long after he was born.

In my few memories, there is no image of my father at all.

I only learned from my mother's many stories about my father that he was a very powerful swordsman.

"How much longer until Father emerges from seclusion?"

"There's no one in my family who can teach me swordsmanship..."

Upon hearing this, Wei Qiuling smiled faintly and said, "Your grandfather also knows swordsmanship, as does your brother Chongxuan..."

Before she could finish speaking, her brows furrowed suddenly, and she turned to look at the direction behind her left, abruptly standing up!

Seeing this, Shen Chongzhen hurriedly came forward and looked up, asking, "Mother, is Father about to leave the seclusion?"

Wei Qiuling ignored it, and simply quietly sensed the strange aura emanating from Shen Wen'an's secluded room, murmuring:

"Is this the essence of art..."

Her cultivation level has now reached the mid-stage of the embryonic breathing stage.

Although he didn't understand the artistic conception, he could feel the strange aura emanating from the room exerting a faint suppression on his immortal embryo.

"Chongzhen, go and call your grandfather and Chongming brother over here."

After a moment's thought, Wei Qiuling leaned down and spoke seriously.

The little guy nodded emphatically and then ran out in a flash.

A moment later, Shen Yuan carried Shen Chongzhen and Shen Chongming to the couple's courtyard.

"father."

Wei Qiuling called out.

Shen Yuan nodded, his gaze turning toward the room where Shen Wen'an was in seclusion.

"Has Wen An... broken through?"

Wei Qiuling's voice trembled slightly as she spoke, somewhat incredulous.

"It shouldn't be..."

After carefully sensing it, Shen Yuan said, "I suspect that he has comprehended something extraordinary."

After being promoted to an eighth-rank family and acquiring an eighth-rank bloodline, Shen Wen'an and Shen Chongming became the two most talented members of the entire Shen family.

The bloodline tempering allowed the two of them to advance their bloodlines to the eighth rank.

His grandson, Shen Chongming, secluded himself for three years and comprehended the "Purple Thunder Breaking Limit".

Now, it seems that his son has also figured out something quite good.

It's just unknown whether what he has comprehended can reach the level of innate supernatural powers.

The aura inside the room grew stronger and stronger, and the cultivators around the Blackwater Pool sensed the anomaly, all coming to the surrounding area to gaze in the direction of the small courtyard.

"Was this commotion caused by Third Master?"

"I heard that Third Master has been in seclusion for several years. Is he about to break through again?"

"Impossible, right? Third Master was already at the late stage of the Fetal Breathing realm before he went into seclusion. If he breaks through again... wouldn't he be reaching the Perfection realm?"

“What’s impossible? Third Master forged his sword embryo in his early twenties and became a sword cultivator at the Fetal Breathing Realm. Now, more than twenty years later, it’s not unreasonable for him to have achieved the Perfect Fetal Breathing Realm.”

"..."

As everyone was discussing, Shen Wen'an, who was sitting cross-legged in the room, suddenly frowned with his eyes closed.

Just as Shen Yuan had predicted, this was not a breakthrough for him.

He sat in meditation for three years, only to comprehend a single sword technique.

As the sword technique was nearing completion, a sudden realization dawned on him.

The idea was to incorporate the artistic conception into it.

Back when he was in the middle stage of embryonic breathing, he had already comprehended the conception, but because his dantian lacked the golden essence of the golden core as a carrier, he was never able to condense the conception into a concrete form.

On the contrary, because of this strange state, he has never dared to try to explore the realm of artistic conception for so many years.

I'm afraid that I might lose sight of my true self if I'm not careful.

Now, taking advantage of this rare opportunity, he suddenly felt a strong urge to give it a try.

Within his body, the sword embryo and the three-inch Dragon Soul Magic Sword emitted a golden halo.

On the surface of the magic sword, the strange mark formed from the aura of the underworld emitted a faint, eerie light.

Shen Wen'an's mind stirred slightly, and a rich aura of artistic conception slowly converged towards his sword embryo.

Just now.

Shen Yuan, who was standing with Shen Chongming and Wei Qiuling in the pavilion, suddenly felt the white jade tortoise shell in his sea of ​​consciousness trembling violently!

His expression changed slightly, and he immediately put Shen Chongzhen, whom he was holding, on the ground.

"Chongming, protect Grandpa."

He gave a hurried instruction and then sat cross-legged in the pavilion, immersing his consciousness into his sea of ​​consciousness.

At this moment, the white jade tortoise shell shimmered with a misty spiritual aura, and streaks of white and golden energy flowed across its surface, forming a sword aura rich in killing intent.

After observing carefully for a moment, Shen Yuan then attached his divine sense to it.

"Um!?"

The moment his divine sense touched the white jade tortoise shell, Shen Yuan suddenly felt as if his spirit was wandering in the heavens.

However, this time his consciousness seemed to have been taken to some strange space.

A golden longsword floated in the center of that space, its sharp blade emanating continuously and filling the entire space.

Shen Yuan observed everything in front of him with a sense of confusion, and could feel an extremely familiar blood connection.

"This is... Wen'an's dantian!?"

Examining the golden longsword in front of him closely, he suddenly realized that the sword was exactly the same as Shen Wen'an's sword core, only slightly longer!
"What are those runes and markings on it?"

Shen Yuan was curiously examining the strange runes emitting a faint light on the golden longsword, unaware that on the white jade tortoise shell beside him, streams of spiritual energy were constantly changing, quietly combining to form the shape of the runes, and then slowly extending outwards.

A moment later, the runes formed by the spiritual energy on the tortoise shell seemed to have encountered a problem and suddenly disappeared.

But then a new rune appeared!
Those spiritual energies kept combining and dissipating, and the speed was getting faster and faster!

Shen Yuan was unaware of all this; he was still in shock that the white jade tortoise shell could bring his divine sense into his son's dantian.

Under his gaze, the golden sword energy within Shen Wen'an's dantian was being manipulated by a mysterious force, surging continuously.

As the most direct observer, Shen Yuan could sense that Shen Wen'an seemed to be trying to condense and combine these golden sword energies into something, but there were obvious obstacles in the way, causing him to try again and again and fail again and again.

He even sensed that Shen Wen'an's state of mind was off; he had become somewhat impatient.

"Stay calm and don't be impatient!"

Shen Yuan's divine sense wanted to speak and remind him.

But just like when he traveled to Danzhou in spirit back then, his consciousness was merely an observer, unable to take any action.

All we can do is watch silently as the golden sword energy condenses and dissipates, condenses and dissipates...

Finally, even the golden longsword suspended in the center of his dantian began to tremble.

Shen Yuan focused all his attention on the golden sword embryo, fearing that his son's forced attempt to comprehend something might go wrong.

Little did he know that on the white jade tortoise shell beside him, after countless reorganizations and deductions, the spiritual energy had generated an extremely complex and mysterious rune!

The runes were several times larger and more complex than the strange runes on Shen Wen'an's sword embryo.

This simulation seems to have reached its most critical moment.

On the white jade tortoise shell, the speed at which new rune patterns emerged became extremely slow.

It's like an adventurer walking in an endless swamp, carefully trying each step for a long time before taking it.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

As the golden sword embryo in front of him began to tremble violently and its light dimmed, the white jade tortoise shell beside Shen Yuan suddenly burst out with a dazzling white light!

In an instant, the entire dantian space was filled with this milky white light!

Shen Yuan's divine sense could no longer see anything else, but he could vaguely sense that the golden sword embryo was trembling violently and emitting a series of low sword cries!
It felt like a fleeting moment, yet also like an eternity had passed.

After the dazzling white light dissipated, Shen Yuan suddenly realized that his consciousness had returned to his physical body.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the white jade tortoise shell also returned to calm.

But the spiritual energy he had accumulated over the years had mysteriously vanished!

Even the red and white vortex formed by Bai Ze's good fortune stopped spinning and became dim and lifeless.

Just as he was puzzled, a mysterious message suddenly appeared in his mind.

This mysterious information seemed to come from the depths of his bloodline, and in his perception, it had slowly merged into his bloodline.

As the aura disappeared, a faint golden light suddenly appeared on the white jade tortoise shell in the sea of ​​consciousness, which had just returned to calm. Then, one by one, large golden characters slowly emerged.

[A family member has comprehended the flawless innate divine power: Guardian Sword Bone.]

[The innate divine ability, Guardian Sword Bone, is already imprinted in the bloodline. Newly born members of the family will have a certain chance of inheriting the sword bone. The specific effects of the divine ability will depend on the member's own physique.]

The golden characters slowly faded away, but Shen Yuan's inner joy remained uncontainable.

Although the White Jade Tortoise Shell did not provide specific abilities for the "Guardian Sword Bone," it is ultimately a natural divine power that can be imprinted in one's bloodline.

He guessed that any descendant of the Shen family who could inherit the "sword bone" would definitely benefit greatly in their sword cultivation.

Suppressing his thoughts, Shen Yuan slowly opened his eyes, looked at the room where Shen Wen'an was, and waited quietly for him to break through the barrier.

(End of this chapter)