Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams-Chapter 337 - 197: One Year

Sending those four into the mountains for training was a decision made after many discussions with Lu Zhiyuan, aiming to see what kind of power the Literary Dao cultivator can truly exhibit in real combat.

Shen Chonghong nodded and replied, "The four are good, and their strength roughly equals that of cultivators at the Third or Fourth Layers of Qi Cultivation, but their endurance doesn’t match that of Immortal Dao cultivators."

In battles, Literary Dao cultivators consume Divine Soul Power, using it to manipulate Literary Qi.

Once Divine Soul Power is excessively consumed, unlike Immortal Dao cultivators, they can’t use Spirit Crystals and Elixirs to recover.

At least for now, the Shen Family doesn’t have Elixirs that can quickly replenish the Power of the Divine Soul.

"Hmm, when you return this time, you should have those four come back first."

Shen Chongming pondered for a moment before speaking, "Also, I previously instructed you to send people to the Western Wilderness to gather information. Is there any news now?"

Shen Chonghong shook his head, "Previously, there were messages coming in, but most of them were of little value."

"Before I came here, it’s been over a month since the last message arrived."

"Are you still worried about the Western Wilderness, Brother?"

A year ago, when he and Xiao Hongxiao went to the mountain camp, Shen Chongming had instructed him to quickly send someone to the Western Wilderness to gather information upon arrival, implying concern about whether the Southern Border’s silence for the past two years indicated a change in strategy.

Upon reaching the mountains, he had Wu Yi lead a hundred-man squad into the depths of the Western Wilderness.

Over the past year, the messages transmitted by Wu Yi had shown no abnormalities.

He felt that his brother was being overly cautious.

Shen Chongming, after a brief contemplation, spoke, "Grandfather extracted much information related to the Southern Border from that Golden Toad."

"After organizing them recently, he handed them all over to me."

As he spoke, a flash of light appeared in his hand, and he took out a thick book from his Storage Bag, saying, "Take this with you and study it thoroughly when you have time."

"Once a demon beast reaches the Fetal Breathing Realm, its intelligence is no less than that of a human."

"They have lived long enough and experienced harsher circumstances, making them far more cunning and crafty than humans, so don’t underestimate them."

Shen Chonghong took the book and nodded.

"Is there anything else you need to instruct, Brother?"

After considering for a long time, Shen Chongming looked at him solemnly and said, "If there’s danger, the first priority is to protect yourself. Don’t let me be unable to face Ah Die and Hong Xiu."

Shen Chonghong gazed blankly at his brother, then suddenly laughed, "Rest assured, Brother, I’m tough to kill!"

"I’m off now."

He waved his hand, formed some formulas, summoned a breeze, and flew out of the city with Wind Manipulation.

Shen Chongming watched his figure disappear with his hands behind his back, pondered for a moment, and then hurried towards the Black Water Pavilion.

...

On the pier, a girl in a pink long dress sat barefoot, her hands supporting the ground as her fair feet playfully swayed in the clear cold water of the pond.

A cool breeze blew from afar, and the girl raised her head, closing her eyes slightly, letting the wind tousle her hair around her temples and forehead.

Beside her lay a menacing centipede, its entire body pitch black, with a silver line on its back.

As Shen Chongming approached, the Silver Thread Centipede slowly lifted its head, gave him a glance, and then lowered it again.

Suddenly, a golden light shot out from the distant water surface, and a gigantic Golden Toad leaped out from the water, landing directly beside the girl.

Shen Li turned around, and upon seeing Shen Chongming, she smiled and called out, "Big Brother."

Shen Chongming nodded with a smile.

"Not cultivating?"

Shen Li turned and looked at the Black Water Pavilion behind her.

"Grandfather is deducing something, and he asked Li’Er to stay here and not let anyone disturb him."

Hearing this, Shen Chongming paused, then moved to her side by the railing.

His gaze turned to the Silver Thread Centipede, and he was a bit surprised, "Xiao Yin has reached the Qi Cultivation Eighth Layer?"

Hearing someone call its name, the Silver Thread Centipede lifted its head and squeaked twice.

Shen Li looked down at it and stroked the silver line on its back.

"Xiao Yin’s talent is still not as good as Xiao Jin’s."

The Golden Toad, upon hearing this, said proudly, "Of course, I possess the bloodline of an Ancient Exotic Beast, far stronger than this little insect by more than a notch."

Upon hearing this, the Silver Thread Centipede made a few dissatisfied chirps, but eventually felt inadequate.

Shen Chongming couldn’t help but smile at this scene.

He couldn’t discern Shen Li’s current realm.

In terms of strength, with a Golden Toad at the Early Stage of Fetal Breathing and a Silver Thread Centipede at the Qi Cultivation Eighth Layer, dealing with a cultivator at the Fetal Breathing Realm shouldn’t be a problem.

However, if purely discussing strength, she was currently only at the Qi Cultivation Third Layer.

But there was something strange about her Qi Cultivation Third Layer, especially when meeting her gaze, Shen Chongming always felt that her bright black eyes seemed to possess the ability to see through hearts.

The siblings had barely exchanged a few words when Shen Yuan’s voice echoed from within the pavilion.

"You two come in."

Upon hearing this, Shen Li withdrew her fair feet from the water and got up to follow into the Black Water Pavilion.

"Grandfather."

Shen Chongming cupped his hands and bowed, then knelt on a meditation cushion opposite Shen Yuan.

The little girl Shen Li brought tea to the two, then returned to a corner to continue cultivating alone.

"Grandfather, in recent days, I’ve been feeling restless, worried about Ah Die..."

Shen Yuan smiled gently, waving his hand.

"I was just divining your father’s fortune during this seclusion."

"Although there’s no definitive prophecy, I believe he’ll be fine."

Upon hearing this, Shen Chongming suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"However..."

Shen Yuan sipped from the teacup in front of him and said solemnly, "I’ve also felt a vague unease in the depths."

"But after multiple divinations, I wasn’t able to get a clear hexagram."