Starting with a daily divination to build an immortal clan

Chapter 326 Black Dragon True Monarch
Shen Chongming acted swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, he destroyed all of Dongxuan Sect's flying magical artifacts!

Apart from the flying artifact carrying the old man in the green robe, there were no cultivators at the Purple Mansion Realm on the other three flying artifacts.

When the magical artifact was destroyed, the disciples of the Dongxuan Sect who were at the Golden Core stage and the half-step Purple Mansion stage were also affected.

The terrifying power of lightning instantly killed several Golden Core Realm disciples of the Dongxuan Sect.

The remaining cultivators at the half-step Purple Mansion Realm, though not killed on the spot, were all seriously injured and in a very miserable state.

Upon seeing this, the old man in the green robe looked gloomy!
"Who are you, Your Excellency?"

"Hiding your head and revealing your tail, what kind of skill is it to target the juniors of my Dongxuan Sect?"

He couldn't find Shen Chongming's exact location, nor could he see how the other party destroyed their flying artifact.

The only thing that can be determined is that the other party's cultivation level is definitely not at the Nascent Soul True Monarch level, and may even be lower than his own.

In his view, if Shen Chongming were stronger than him, he wouldn't have resorted to such a sneak attack from the shadows.

Shen Chongming ignored him in the Beichen Emperor's carriage.

The Silent Great Bow, a magical artifact in his hand, was drawn back to its full extent.

Now that the flying artifacts are all sorted out, it's time to have some fun with these people.

After the Silent Guest Great Bow was transformed into a superior magic weapon, its ability to conceal attack fluctuations became even stronger.

The arrow was shot out without making a sound, and the resulting ripples were barely noticeable.

The disciples of the Dongxuan Sect who had just survived had no time to breathe a sigh of relief before a new massacre began!

The lightning arrows were extremely fast.

These disciples of the Dongxuan Sect, who were at the Golden Core stage or half-step Purple Mansion stage, only vaguely saw a flash of azure lightning before their consciousness was plunged into endless darkness.

Meanwhile, the Dongxuan Sect disciples who had witnessed their fellow disciples die so mysteriously were terrified. They all frantically surrounded the old man in the green robe, mobilizing their spiritual power, activating their protective spiritual energy shields, or summoning defensive magic treasures in an attempt to resist the stealthy attack.

Unfortunately, let alone their protective spiritual energy shields, even the protective spiritual energy shield of the old man in the green robe, a late-stage Purple Mansion expert, had some difficulty withstanding Shen Chongming's attack.

The protective spiritual energy activated by these Golden Core cultivators and half-step Purple Mansion cultivators was like paper in front of Shen Chongming's arrows, completely ineffective.

His disciples were shot dead one by one.

The fear of death spread rapidly among the remaining disciples.

Some people moved closer to the old man in the green robe, while others, out of fear, turned around and tried to escape on the wind.

Without exception, no matter what they did, they could not escape the fate of death and annihilation.

The old man in the green robe was furious, his eyes blazing with rage.

The Dongxuan Sect is not a major sect like the Ice God Palace, so the death of a few Golden Core cultivators is not a big deal.

The Golden Core and Half-Step Purple Mansion Realm disciples beside him are the backbone of the sect and the main fighting force of the next generation.

Now they are being slaughtered like chickens and dogs, how can they not feel their hearts bleed?

"You are the one behind that vile woman, aren't you!?"

"I'm here today to see who you really are!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure flashed several times and immediately attacked Huang Lingshan in the distance!
His idea is simple.

If they can't find Shen Chongming to make a move, they'll capture Huang Lingshan first to force Shen Chongming to show himself.

Having seen through his intentions, how could Shen Chongming possibly give him a chance?
The target instantly shifted from the remaining disciples of the Dongxuan Sect to the old man in green robes who was lunging at Huang Lingshan.

Clang!
The old man in the green robe, who was pouncing, seemed to realize that Shen Chongming would stop him, and had already secretly prepared a defensive magic weapon.

It was a golden-red yin-yang pierced wheel.

Shaped like a small shield, with sharp golden teeth along its edges that gleam with a chilling light, it is a special treasure that combines offense and defense.

The speed of the lightning arrow was very fast, but the old man in the green robe was, after all, a late-stage Purple Mansion Immortal cultivator, and his perception and divine sense were much stronger than Shen Chongming's.

When the thunder arrow shot toward its head, it was directly blocked by the golden-red yin-yang thorn wheel.

A terrifying explosion rang out!
The surface of the Yin-Yang Spiked Wheel also emitted a large amount of lightning power!
"A lightning-attribute cultivator, with a bow and arrow!?"

In that instant, after sacrificing more than ten disciples, the old man in the green robe finally saw through Shen Chongming's attack methods.

Whoosh!
The attack was blocked, and the lightning arrow instantly turned into a streak of light and returned.

In this way, the old man in the green robe roughly deduced Shen Chongming's location based on the trajectory of the arrow's return!

With the surge of spiritual energy within him, he directly hurled the smaller Yin Wheel of Yin Yang Thorn Wheel in his hand into the distance!

As the Yin Wheel flew, it spun rapidly, and a large number of sharp wooden cones formed by wood-attribute spiritual energy flew towards the area where the Imperial Chariot was located like a celestial maiden scattering flowers!

However, this attack did not have any effect on Shen Chongming.

Because the old man in the green robe still misjudged the distance between them.

He assumed that Shen Chongming's attack was so sharp that the distance between them must be around a hundred miles.

Little did they know that Shen Chongming was at least three or four hundred miles away from them at that time.

The attack launched by the Yin-Yang Thorn Wheel not only failed to force Shen Chongming to reveal himself, but also gave him an opportunity to shoot another arrow, aiming directly at the old man in the green robe's shoulder.

boom!
As the thunder roared, the old man in the green robe's left arm, along with half of his shoulder, vanished in a shower of blood!
If he doesn't launch an attack and only defends, Shen Chongming won't have a good chance to break through his defense.

Now he has found an opportunity to severely damage his opponent.

A large amount of lightning law power continuously drilled into the old man's body through the wound on his left arm.

The destructive power swept through the old man in the green robe's hastily constructed defenses in his meridians, invading the left half of his body.

puff!
Affected by the law of destruction of thunder, the old man in the green robe experienced a shock in his blood and qi, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

His expression changed drastically with horror, and he no longer cared about finding Shen Chongming or capturing and killing Huang Lingshan.

He could sense that, given his current injuries, if the stalemate continued, it was hard to say who would emerge victorious.

When faced with a life-or-death crisis, what does face or fellow disciples matter, nothing is more important than one's own life!
The old man in the green robe suddenly waved his hand!
The spiritual energy in the surrounding void surged wildly!

The next moment, countless vines grew and spread around like giant pythons, dancing wildly in all directions!

These purplish-black vines not only occupy a space of hundreds of miles around, but also obstruct the view.

The purple poisonous mist emanating from its surface could even corrode divine sense, making it impossible for Shen Chongming to pinpoint its location.

"Want to run!?"

Realizing that the opponent's purpose in using this move was probably to escape, Shen Chongming immediately urged the imperial chariot to bypass the area in front of him that was shrouded in vines and purple poisonous mist, intending to intercept and kill the old man in green robes from behind.

However, as the imperial chariot circled the hundred-mile void, a streak of blood-red light had already fled to a very distant place!
This old fellow from the Dongxuan Sect was also very decisive.

In order to survive, without the slightest hesitation, he directly burned his own essence and blood, and used some kind of forbidden escape technique.

Seeing this, Shen Chongming instantly drew his longbow to its full extent, and an arrow formed from ordinary lightning-attribute spiritual power appeared, which he fired directly at the blood-red light that had already fled far away!
The arrow and the crimson streak disappeared together at the horizon.

A faint scream rang out, but the crimson light did not stop; instead, it disappeared from Shen Chongming's perception even faster.

The only Purple Mansion Realm expert escaped, and the four remaining half-step Purple Mansion disciples of the Dongxuan Sect in the void all wore expressions of despair.

They knew very well that with their strength, there was absolutely no chance of escaping, and their only hope now was to beg for mercy.

"Senior, we were merely following orders and never took action ourselves!"

"Please, senior, have mercy on us and spare our lives, considering how difficult our cultivation has been!"

The four knelt in the void, kowtowing incessantly, showing absolutely no semblance of what a half-step Purple Mansion cultivator should be like.

Such a mindset means that no matter how many resources they are given, they will never become a Nascent Soul True Monarch.

Shen Chongming chased after the old man in the green robe for a long distance, but failed to catch up and had to return disappointed.

However, he felt that even if the old man in the green robe managed to escape, the best outcome for him would be to be reincarnated and start anew upon returning home.

An arm was shot off; the destructive power of the lightning's laws is not easy to remove.

Furthermore, his use of forbidden escape techniques will undoubtedly intensify the damage the power of the Thunder Destruction Law inflicts on his physical body.

I'm afraid I won't be able to return to the Xuanhe Small World; my physical body will completely collapse, leaving only a golden core...

After the imperial chariot returned to its original position and manifested its form, Shen Chongming came to Huang Lingshan, whose aura had weakened.

"Aunt."

Huang Lingshan's pale face was filled with sorrow as she forced a smile: "In less than a year, your strength has improved so much."

"That old man was in the late stage of the Purple Mansion realm, and you almost shot him to death on the spot."

Shen Chongming smiled and said, "It was also the ingenious use of the imperial chariot that gave us the advantage in the surprise attack."

"If it were a direct confrontation, he wouldn't be a match for him."

Huang Lingshan nodded slightly, then took out Liu Qixuan's storage bag with a somber expression and handed it to Shen Chongming.

Shen Chongming realized at this moment that something must have happened.

When they went to the Burial Sword Abyss, Qingluo Sword Pavilion had four sword immortals with them.

Now only Aunt Huang Lingshan remains.

"Auntie, Senior Liu and Senior Yuehua, they..."

Huang Lingshan shook her head slightly.

"They were all killed by that old bastard from the Dongxuan Sect."

"They all died protecting the supreme swordsman in this storage bag."

Shen Chongming clenched his fist inwardly, then reached out and took the storage bag that had been saved at the cost of three lives. His heart was heavy.

After handing the storage bag to Shen Chongming, Huang Lingshan's face suddenly flashed with killing intent. She then took out a green bamboo longsword and looked at the four half-step Purple Mansion Realm disciples of the Dongxuan Sect in the void.

"Auntie!"

Shen Chongming, realizing what was happening, suddenly called out to her.

Huang Lingshan turned around, somewhat puzzled.

Shen Chongming glanced at the four people, pondered for a moment, and then said in a low voice, "The Nine Provinces World is now planning to expand outwards, and Xiu Yan is already laying the groundwork."

“That old guy was severely injured by me just now. After returning, he didn’t have time to report anything and immediately wanted to reincarnate and start over. These four are disciples of the Dongxuan Sect and are very familiar with the Xuanhe Small World.”

"If it can be used by my Kyushu world, there may be unexpected benefits in the future."

Huang Lingshan frowned upon hearing this.

She really wants to kill the four people and collect some interest.

But since Shen Chongming had said so, she couldn't just go her own way.

"Such fickle people are not to be trusted."

Sheathing her green bamboo sword, Huang Lingshan spoke in a deep voice.

Shen Chongming smiled faintly and said, "It's alright, Li'er will have a way."

As he spoke, he flicked his finger, binding the four people with a lightning rope and casually tossing them onto the shaft of the imperial carriage.

"Auntie, let's go back first."

After inviting Huang Lingshan to the imperial chariot, Shen Chongming immediately urged the chariot to head towards the Nine Provinces World.

……

Inside the family hall on Mount Yansheng.

Four disciples of the Dongxuan Sect knelt tremblingly in the center of the main hall, not daring to raise their heads.

Above, Shen Xiuyan listened to Huang Lingshan's account, a trace of heartache flashing in his eyes.

The sword immortals of Qingluo Sword Pavilion were the people he relied on most.

It is also the most promising place in the Kyushu world to take another step forward and achieve the status of a Purple Mansion in the next few decades.

Now, he's lost three people at once; how could he not be heartbroken?

Suppressing his grief, he slowly cupped his hands towards Huang Lingshan and said, "Senior Sword Immortal, you are injured, please go back and rest."

"Xiuyan will later instruct the clan chief to compile a history and erect a monument for the three seniors, Liu, in the Hall of Heroes, so that they may be remembered by all the people of our Nine Provinces forever."

Huang Lingshan nodded slightly and then left.

After glancing at the four Dongxuan Sect disciples kneeling in the center of the hall, Shen Xiuyan turned to Shen Chongming and asked, "Uncle, what do you plan to do with these four?"

Shen Chongming sorted out his thoughts and then expressed them.

"This move can be considered a casual move; let's make a move in the Xuanhe Small World first."

"Once you've succeeded in taking over Fengshui, you can decide for yourself."

"Having four people as stepping stones will make things easier if we really want to do something in the future."

Shen Chongming added.

The Nine Provinces World is still very weak. It is already struggling to plan for the Fengshui Realm, and it simply does not have enough power to plan for the Xuanhe Realm.

A seemingly insignificant move, if it proves successful in the future, will surely bring joy to all.

If it fails, there will be no loss for the Kyushu world.

Shen Xiuyan pondered for a moment and said, "Then let's do as Uncle wishes and let Aunt Li'er give it a try."

"If we can control the four of them and erase their memories of the Kyushu world, we can release them back."

"Otherwise, it would be better to kill him."

Shen Chongming nodded slightly: "Uncle will take them to find your Aunt Li'er now."

……

In the world of Kyushu, in the Western Capital Road, in the city of Qinghe County.

In front of a newly completed, magnificent courtyard, many ordinary people dressed in plain clothes are busy cleaning and repairing the outer walls of the building, finishing up the last bit of work.

Shen Li, dressed in a moon-white long dress, slowly walked into the courtyard, surrounded by several cultivators from the main academy.

"Exalted Immortal."

"Exalted Immortal."

On the way, several secular martial artists dressed in black and carrying long swords saw Shen Li and the people from the clan's main courtyard and hurriedly bowed respectfully.

Shen Li nodded slightly and then went to the main hall in the courtyard.

Inside the main hall, two old craftsmen were carefully repairing some details, while several nimble commoners were carrying buckets and rags to wipe every corner of the hall.

Shen Li looked at the statue in the main hall, which was carved from a single piece of spirit jade, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Have the Temples of Prayer for Heaven in the various cities under the Xijing Road been almost completed?"

Her voice rang out, and among the many cultivators from the clan's main academy behind her, a middle-aged man with a refined appearance respectfully cupped his hands: "As per Miss's instructions, the Qitian Hall in all the cities of Xijing Road started construction at the same time. The one in the county city is even larger and is now completed. The ones in the other cities below should have been completed long ago."

"I will personally lead a team to confirm this later."

Shen Li nodded slightly.

"Every detail needs to be carefully confirmed."

"Xijing Dao is the last Dao Prefecture in the Nine Provinces World. We must complete all the Prayer Halls before the annual sacrifice, so as not to delay the annual sacrifice ceremony."

"Yes!"

The disciples of the main academy behind him bowed in unison and accepted.

"Report!"

"Miss, the old master has arrived."

Just as Shen Li finished instructing everyone, a disciple from the Clan Court rushed in from outside the hall, cupping his hands in a respectful greeting as he reported.

"Brother Chongming?" Shen Li was a little surprised, then turned to the people around her and said, "Go ahead and get busy, leave the two of you here to keep watch."

As everyone bowed in greeting, Shen Li had already walked out of the main hall and into the side room next door.

Shen Chongming sat upright in the side room, with four disciples of the Dongxuan Sect at the half-step Purple Mansion Realm standing beside him.

The four of them hung their heads, feeling very uneasy.

The conversation between Shen Xiuyan and Shen Chongming in the family hall at the foot of Yansheng Mountain was not kept from them.

The four of them knew that the reason they were still alive was because the mysterious force in front of them intended to use them as a springboard to plot against the Xuanhe Small World.

Having cultivated to the half-step Purple Mansion realm, they could be considered mid-level elites of the Dongxuan Sect, and they had some understanding of the various forces in the Cangmin Sea.

However, the world of Kyushu they were in was completely unfamiliar to them.

This mysterious and seemingly not-so-powerful force appears to have enormous ambitions, plotting against the Fengshui Realm while also eyeing the Xuanhe Small World.

Such a crazy act left the four disciples of the Dongxuan Sect feeling somewhat incredulous.

Shen Li appeared at the door of the side room.

After entering the room, he first glanced at the four members of the Dongxuan Sect, then greeted Shen Chongming with a slight smile.

“Brother Chongming”.

Shen Chongming stood up and said, "Li'er is here, please sit down."

The brother and sister sat facing each other. Shen Li looked at the four people again and asked in confusion, "Who are these people...?"

Shen Chongming took a sip of tea and briefly explained the identities of the four people.

After listening, Shen Li's face showed a thoughtful expression.

"Are you having trouble?"

"If you can't do it, then forget it. These four people are yours to feed the golden toads."

Upon hearing this, the four disciples of the Dongxuan Sect were terrified and hurriedly knelt down to beg for mercy!
"Senior, spare your life!"

"We are willing to swear an oath!"

"We are willing to cooperate with anything, we only beg you to spare our lives!"

Survival had become their greatest desire. Betrayal or enslavement, in the eyes of the four, as long as they could live, there was still hope.

Shen Li glanced at the four people and said slowly, "Li'er recently comprehended an ancient Gu technique called 'Heart-Eating Gu,' which can control them."

"However, Li'er is not yet able to erase their memories without leaving a trace."

"Brother Chongming just said that the Dongxuan Sect is a powerful force that can control a region of the world."

"There are probably quite a few Nascent Soul True Monarchs within their sect."

"If Li'er were to erase their memories, even with the intervention of the Nascent Soul True Monarch, it would still be discovered."

At this point, she suddenly smiled and said, "However, Brother Chongming doesn't need to worry."

"Li'er can't do it, but there are people in my Nine Provinces World who can."

Shen Chongming was taken aback.

Shen Li smiled and continued, "Brother Chongming, have you forgotten about Senior Black Dragon?"

"He is a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator; erasing their memories of the Nine Provinces world without leaving a trace would be no problem for him."

"Senior Black Dragon?" Shen Chongming suddenly realized!

If Shen Li hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten that a black dragon in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm was still sleeping in the Nine Provinces world.

That was the last dragon that the Dragon-Hunting Clan had secretly kept.

When the spiritual energy of Yangnao Land revived, he transcended tribulation and became a Nascent Soul True Monarch, after which he disappeared.

When the Dao collapsed, the Black Dragon returned from who-knows-where and joined the battle to defend Yunshui City.

Later, Xu Xiu died, and Lu Benshui, who also possessed a pure-blooded dragon body, knew that the situation was hopeless and fled the battlefield.

Black Dragon was invited to hide in the world of Kyushu.

For over a decade, the Black Dragon remained dormant, sealed off by the Mysterious Art of Deception.

Now that the ban has been lifted, it has awakened from its slumber and is now cultivating deep within Yansheng Mountain.

“Alright, you take control of them first, and I will go and invite Senior Black Dragon.” Shen Chongming said after a moment’s thought.

……

The vast ocean beyond the world of Kyushu.

Shen Chongming and a dignified old man in a black robe brought the four somewhat weakened members of the Dongxuan Sect to this place.

"After you four return, in addition to your usual cultivation life, you should also try your best to find out all kinds of information about the Xuanhe World."

"Including the grudges between the various factions within the Dongxuan Sect, and some secrets, etc."

“Every year at this time, I will send someone to the market on Tuyan Island to deliver the antidote to the Heart-Eating Gu to you. You can hand over the information you wish to convey at the same time.”

Having already experienced the terror of the Heart-Eating Gu, the four members of the Dongxuan Sect respectfully bowed and said, "Yes."

Shen Chongming continued, "After we get back, we need to find out whether the old man in the green robe who was with you earlier is alive or dead."

“If he lives, none of you four will survive.”

"If that old fellow has already reincarnated and started cultivating again, I don't need to teach you what to do, do I?"

Upon hearing this, the four exchanged glances, a ruthless glint flashing in their eyes!
"Rest assured, senior, the four of us will find his reincarnation as soon as possible after we return and completely eliminate him!"

Shen Chongming nodded in satisfaction: "Go ahead."

The four of them bowed respectfully once more, and then rode the wind northward.

After they disappeared, the old man in black robes beside Shen Chongming said in a deep voice, "You bunch of little fellows, you really have quite the ambition."

"That old bastard, True Lord Daying, caused such a huge trouble back then when he tried to seize a place called Yangnao."

“When the Dao collapsed, I shouldn’t have entered the Nine Provinces World with you.”

"Now things are really messed up; I'm afraid I won't have any peace and quiet from now on."

Upon hearing this, Shen Chongming cupped his hands and smiled, "Senior, what are you saying?"

"If the Nine Provinces world becomes powerful, won't you also be able to enjoy the benefits?"

"Don't you want to see what the realms beyond the Nascent Soul stage are like?"

Black Dragon True Lord curled his lip after hearing this.

"Stop making empty promises to me, you brat."

"The situation in the Cangmin Sea is far more complicated than you imagine."

"If these invisible shackles could be broken so easily, why couldn't any of the many brilliant predecessors over the years have done so?"

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Honestly, how do you think the Shen family's current power compares to that of the Daying Immortal Mansion back then?"

"So what if your grandfather was compared to that old fellow, the Great Lord of Great Harmony?"

Meeting the slightly mocking gaze of the Black Dragon True Monarch, Shen Chongming remained silent.

Compared to the Great Lord Xu Xiu, his grandfather was not familiar with his strategies, but he was certainly far inferior in strength.

Compared to the once-prosperous Daying Immortal Mansion, the Shen family is incomparable.

After all, at its peak, the Daying Immortal Mansion had nearly ten Nascent Soul True Monarchs.

Among them, the most powerful being, True Monarch Daying, is so strong that he can unleash the strength of a half-step Nascent Soul Realm cultivator even in the outer seas, making him one of the most powerful cultivators in the Cangmin Sea.

"I'm not trying to discourage you, but even the Great Ying True Monarch couldn't accomplish this. What makes you think the Shen family can succeed?"

Why...

Shen Chongming paused for a moment, then smiled faintly and said, "Because all of my Shen family members are more united than the Daying Immortal Mansion was back then."

It cannot be denied that the Daying Immortal Mansion was very powerful back then.

However, the Great Lord of Great Harmony went too far in his scheming, to the point that in the end, discord arose among the Seven Sons of Yangnao, and they began to plot against each other.

This is also the main reason why his plans, which lasted for thousands of years, ultimately ended in failure.

The expression on Black Dragon True Monarch's face stiffened slightly, then he chuckled and remained silent.

He really couldn't refute that statement.

"Is Master Zhenyi's nascent soul inside you?"

After a moment of silence, the Black Dragon True Lord abruptly changed the subject and spoke.

Shen Chongming paused for a moment, realizing he was referring to Luo Tianxing, and nodded slightly.

Upon seeing this, True Lord Black Dragon sighed heavily: "Back then, the old master had an extremely good relationship with Venerable Zhenyi."

"I never imagined... he would end up in such a state."

After a moment of reflection, the Black Dragon True Lord changed the subject, saying, "I have a way to reshape the physical body."

"However, this method requires the essence blood of a pure-blooded dragon. Do you dare to listen?"

The essence blood of a pure-blooded dragon?

Shen Chongming frowned as he sized up the Black Dragon True Monarch.

He always felt that the old man wanted to see him make a fool of himself.

The power of the Four Seas Dragons in the Cangmin Realm is terrifying. He had just wasted a supreme sword to save his life from the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest.

Now, however, they are about to provoke the dragons again, which is a difficult choice.

However, the Kyushu world is currently weaker than the Four Seas Dragon Realm, but that doesn't mean it will always be weaker.

We can listen to the suggestions for now. In the future, when we have the strength, we may not be able to kill pure-blooded dragons!

"Please enlighten me, senior!"

Shen Chongming calmly cupped his hands in greeting.

Upon seeing this, the Black Dragon True Monarch's eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light, and he smiled with satisfaction, saying, "You've got guts."

"Then I will tell you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pointed a finger at Shen Chongming's brow.

After doing all this, Black Dragon True Monarch sighed, "Master Zhenyi's nascent soul is severely injured, and his divine soul has clearly been damaged."

"In my view, reincarnation and cultivation are no longer possible."

"If you want to save him, there are only two ways."

"One is to help him reshape a perfect physical body, and the other is to find a way to get the cultivation method of ghost cultivators from the underworld and help him become a ghost cultivator."

"Both of these methods are difficult; you should consider them carefully."

Shen Chongming had just finished digesting the secret technique for shaping the physical body when he heard Black Dragon True Monarch's words, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Senior Luo really knows how to give juniors difficult problems."

The secret technique for shaping the physical body, besides the most difficult-to-obtain pure dragon essence blood, also includes other rare and precious natural treasures such as innate five-colored soil, mysterious jade lingzhi, and thousand-year-old blood tai sui.

Similarly, obtaining the cultivation methods of ghost cultivators from the underworld is probably no easier than creating a physical body.

"take it easy."

"Senior Luo has done the Shen family a great favor. Chongming will do everything in its power to save him."

After saying this, the two returned to the Nine Provinces World together.

……

Above an unnamed island.

The enormous bronze ship slowly came to a stop in the void.

Four figures stepped out of the ship. Shen Wen'an flipped his hand to put away the bronze ship, then turned to Shen Chongzhen and Zhou Xuan and said, "I will take you to visit some senior demon cultivators."

The two nodded upon hearing this.

In Shen Chongzhen's arms, Lan Yiyi, who was being held, curiously looked at the island below.

"Let's go."

Three streaks of light swiftly landed on the nameless island.

Inside the thatched pavilion, the golden-haired monkey saw Shen Wen'an again, his eyes filled with anticipation as he asked, "Brother Shen, have you heard any news about Fellow Daoist Ling Shan and the others since you returned?"

When Huang Lingshan and the others were mentioned, a hint of sadness flashed across Shen Wen'an's face, and he shook his head slightly, saying, "I have never heard of them."

"Senior sisters...haven't they returned yet?"

The golden-haired monkey sighed and shook his head: "Since you fellow Daoists did not come here, I wonder if you went directly back to the Nine Provinces World."

After a brief moment of sadness, Li Qing's gaze fell upon Lan Yiyi beside Shen Chongzhen, and she immediately asked in surprise, "This little girl is... a member of the sea monster clan?"

Shen Wen'an beckoned Lan Yiyi to come to him, affectionately smoothed her hair, and nodded, saying, "Yiyi, pay your respects to the seniors."

Lan Yiyi bowed timidly to the three golden-haired monkey demons.

When the three demons learned from Shen Wen'an that the little girl was his disciple, they all generously offered some gifts as a token of their appreciation.

"The three of you, my son Chongzhen will soon be getting married to Xuan'er. I hope you three can come to the Nine Provinces World to have a drink at his wedding."

"I need to go back and discuss the marriage with my father, so it's not convenient for me to stay any longer."

Upon hearing this, the three golden-haired monkeys stood up to see them off.

"Brother Shen, after you return, please keep an eye out. Regardless of whether Fellow Daoist Ling Shan and the others return, please send someone to inform me as soon as possible."

Before leaving, the golden-haired monkey gave some instructions.

During this time, he was worried about the safety of Huang Lingshan and the others, and he also hoped that they could bring back something related to Beichen Immortal Mountain from the Burial Sword Abyss.

"Don't worry, Brother Jin, I will send someone over as soon as I get back."

"Everyone, goodbye."

After a brief reunion with the three demons, he left the nameless island again and headed towards the Nine Provinces world.

……

boom!
The stone table was instantly shattered into dust by a powerful force!
Shen Wen'an stood up with a gloomy expression, exuding a strong killing intent!
"Senior Brother Liu and the others...are dead?"

Huang Lingshan, sitting opposite, gently waved her hand, swirling up the dust that had turned into stone table and sending it into the distance. Her voice carried a faint trace of sorrow as she said, "My two senior brothers and Senior Sister Yuehua were all killed by the Dongxuan Sect cultivators of the Xuanhe Small World."

“Chongming has already begun planning the Xuanhe Small World, so don’t act rashly.”

Shen Wen'an clenched his fists, forcibly drawing back the murderous intent emanating from his body.

Huang Lingshan looked at him and sighed slightly, saying, "Senior Brother Liu obtained a sword belonging to an ancient supreme sword cultivator in the Burial Sword Abyss, and Chongming also obtained a sword belonging to a supreme expert who escaped from the Burial Sword Abyss in the chaotic currents outside the boundary."

"These two ancient sword immortals' swords should both contain some of the inheritance of ancient sword cultivators and the sword dao artistic conception of their owners during their lifetime."

"Senior sister, I am currently injured and unable to comprehend the inheritance on the two swords."

"This matter can only be entrusted to you."

"If we can comprehend the legacy on the sword and pass it on, then the sacrifices of my two senior brothers and Senior Sister Yuehua will not have been in vain."

Shen Wen'an nodded slightly without saying anything.

"I wonder if there is anything Fellow Daoist Jin is looking for among the swords. You can keep an eye out for it when you comprehend it later."

Huang Lingshan spoke again.

Shen Wen'an changed the subject, asking, "How are your injuries, Senior Sister?"

Huang Lingshan shook her head with a wry smile: "It's not heavy, but it's very troublesome."

The injuries on her body were mainly to her soul, sword heart, and the golden core within her body.

This kind of injury is much harder to heal than physical injuries.

"After Chongzhen's wedding, Senior Sister will probably need to go into seclusion for a while, and many matters will have to be handled by Senior Brother Zhai and the others."

With a sigh, Huang Lingshan spoke slowly.

Shen Wen'an cupped his hands slightly and said, "In that case, I won't bother you any longer, Senior Sister. Please take good care of your injuries first."

After leaving Huang Lingshan's residence, Shen Wen'an suppressed his grief and went to the summit of Yansheng Peak.

On the top floor of the attic, the father and son sat facing each other.

When Shen Yuan poured him a cup of tea and handed it to him, he noticed the sorrow in his eyes and sighed softly, saying, "I also miscalculated the matter of the sword immortals of Qingluo Sword Pavilion."

"We only assumed that they wouldn't encounter too much danger in the Burial Sword Abyss, but we never expected that they would suffer such a change after coming out of the Burial Sword Abyss."

Shen Wen'an shook his head regretfully.

"Senior Brother Liu and Senior Brother Wufeng are both very talented."

"There is still a chance for him to become a Nascent Soul True Monarch in the future."

He paused, then continued, "Back then, at the Sword Burial Abyss, I should have insisted on stopping them from going deeper inside."

"If that's the case, the four of them, along with my son and Brother Jin, should not perish if they leave together."

Shen Yuan picked up the teacup in front of him, took a small sip, and said in a deep voice, "The deceased are gone."

"The cultivation world is cruel. If cultivators from my Nine Provinces world want to go out, there will likely be many more sacrifices like this in the future."

"We should try to be more open-minded."

After comforting his son for a couple of minutes, he changed the subject and asked, "How do you plan to hold the wedding between Chongzhen and Zhou Xuan of the Ice God Palace?"

Shen Wen'an suppressed his thoughts and cupped his hands, saying, "I was just about to ask you for advice, Father."

"Elder Chu of the Ice God Palace means that we need to hurry, because there are important matters to attend to after Chongzhen and the others return."

"And since Elder Chu is personally presiding over the wedding, it can't be a shabby affair."

Shen Yuan couldn't help but nod after hearing this.

The Ice God Palace is a major sect, and Chu Xiangyu is the Grand Elder of the Ice God Palace, a renowned powerhouse on the Cangmin Heavenly Ranking.

If she were to personally visit the Nine Provinces world, Shen Chongzhen and Zhou Xuan's wedding would indeed have to be a grand affair.

"After some calculations, I determined that the eighth day of the ninth month would be an auspicious day."

"It's only the beginning of July now, two months should be enough time for the people from the Ice God Palace to arrive."

"Let Chongxuan handle matters of etiquette and morality."

Shen Wen'an also agreed with his father's arrangement.

With his knowledge of literature and etiquette, and his ability to educate the world, Shen Chongxuan is now considered the leading figure in literature and etiquette in the Nine Provinces world, so it would be appropriate to let him take charge.

"I have an idea, please listen to it and see if it is feasible."

Having finalized Shen Chongzhen's marriage, Shen Yuan spoke again.

His words, however, made Shen Wen'an somewhat suspicious.

In her eyes, her father had always been a man of great foresight and strategic planning.

I have almost never seen him struggle with a decision like this.

"Father, tell me about it."

Suppressing his doubts, Shen Wen'an slowly spoke.

Shen Yuan stood up and paced back and forth in front of the desk, saying, "This matter still concerns the 'True Seal of the Twenty-Four Solar Terms Cycle'."

"As a major sect in the Cangmin Realm, the Ice God Palace must possess a portion of Daoist inscriptions and jade carvings."

"They might even know which forces have the remaining Dao Inscription Jade Carvings."

"I am hesitating. Should my Shen family cooperate with the Ice God Palace?"

"But if we really want to cooperate, how much sincerity should we show?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Wen'an suddenly understood.

"Does Father not understand the Ice God Palace well enough to feel that this matter is difficult to weigh?"

Shen Yuan nodded.

Logically speaking, after Shen Chongzhen and Zhou Xuan got married, their two families could be considered in-laws.

However, the "Twenty-Four Solar Terms Cycle of True Seals" is, after all, a supreme immortal technique. Faced with such an opportunity, even brothers and fathers and sons may turn against each other, let alone in-laws.

The Ice God Palace has a long history. Although Chu Xiangyu, Shen Chongzhen and Zhou Xuan's master, is the Grand Elder of the Ice God Palace, she does not have absolute control over it.

The principles of Heaven are easy to deduce, but human nature is the most difficult to fathom.

Shen Yuan had this idea because the current Kyushu world was too weak, and its understanding of the Cangmin Sea was only superficial.

If we rely solely on the Nine Provinces world to find the remaining sixteen of the twenty-four Daoist jade carvings, it's unknown how long it would take to collect them all.

Whether or not the power of the Ice God Palace can be borrowed determines how long it will take for the Nine Provinces World to obtain this opportunity.

"This matter probably needs to be discussed with Chongzhen or even Zhou Xuan."

Shen Wen'an pondered for a moment before speaking.

He didn't know much about the Ice God Palace, so he couldn't make a decision.

"Then go and ask Chongzhen later."

Shen Wen'an stood up, bowed in acceptance, and left the pavilion.

In the small courtyard at the top of Tai Xuan Peak, Zhou Xuan and Wei Qiuling sat together, while Hu Yufen and Huang Lingxiu, both with white hair, sat opposite them.

Hu Yufen, who looked noticeably old, had a piece of cloth draped over her lap, with a basket on top of it.

Hu Yufen held the embroidery needle in her hand, turning it up and down, skillfully embroidering something.

"Mother's embroidery skills are truly enviable."

Looking at the pair of mandarin ducks gradually taking shape on the silk brocade in Hu Yufen's hand, Wei Qiuling smiled and spoke.

Huang Lingxiu chimed in, "We sisters probably could never learn to wield swords and spears like this in our lifetime."

After hearing this, Hu Yufen glared at her and said, "That's just laziness..."

“Every time I try to teach you, you find it troublesome.”

Huang Lingxiu has a cheerful personality, and after so many years of living together as a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, she is no longer so reserved and laughed heartily.

Zhou Xuan, with her elbows propped on her knees and her hands supporting her pretty face, curiously looked at the three elders in front of her.

This was the first time she had ever seen such a heartwarming scene between ordinary people; it felt both strange and interesting.

Under the watchful eyes of the three, Hu Yufen quickly finished embroidering the mandarin ducks and handed them to Huang Lingxiu, saying, "The rest is up to you. Can you do it?"

Huang Lingxiu nodded confidently, and somewhat clumsily took off the exquisite embroidery, preparing to make it into a mandarin duck pillow.

Hu Yufen watched her flustered appearance with a faint smile on her face.

"Mother has figured it out. If I'm no longer here, it will be a waste of your time to do these things for your children and grandchildren."

Huang Lingxiu said with a smile, "Then you must live well, old man. Xiu Chan and the others are not married yet, and Yuan Que and the others have all grown up."

"You'll be very busy in the future."

"You chatterbox!" Hu Yufen glared at her, then snatched the needles and thread back, preparing to do it herself.

"Grandma, Auntie."

"mother."

Shen Chongzhen walked in from outside, bowed respectfully to the three of them, and then looked at Zhou Xuan sitting to the side and said, "Father wants to see us. He says he has something to discuss."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xuan stood up, bowed respectfully to the three of them, and said, "Xuan'er will take her leave now."

Hu Yufen nodded with a smile: "Go ahead."

Following Shen Chongzhen to the side room of the courtyard, the two sat down. Shen Wen'an first mentioned the set wedding date and asked Zhou Xuan to set up the altar later to inform Chu Xiangyu, who was far away in the Ice God Palace. Then he mentioned the matter of the Daoist jade carving.

Shen Chongzhen remained silent upon hearing this.

Zhou Xuan's expression changed slightly, and she directly refused.

(End of this chapter)