Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

By the riverbank, several teenagers who had already come ashore were starting to worry as they saw he hadn’t surfaced for a long time.

"Could he have drowned?"

"Was he dragged away by a monster in the river?"

"We should quickly report this to the adults in the city!"

Playing around was one thing, but they were all of similar age and trained in the Martial Arts Hall, with a good relationship usually.

Seeing Xu Zhan submerged for so long and not coming up, each one couldn’t help but feel very worried.

The boy with the bowl cut thought for a moment and then spoke up, "You all stay here, I’ll go find someone!"

With that, he hurriedly threw on his clothes and ran barefoot towards the distant Yunshui City.

...

When Shen Chonghong led a group of Immortal Dao cultivators to the riverbank, the teenagers hung their heads, too scared to speak.

Looking at the surging river flowing east, Shen Chonghong asked gravely, "How long has the little guy been missing?"

"Reporting to sir, it has been... a quarter of an hour."

"No, it’s been almost two quarters now!"

"More than two quarters..."

The teenagers all started talking at once, Shen Chongming glared at them coldly and said, "Shut up, all of you!"

"You lot quickly get back to the Clan Court and await your punishment!"

"Each of you takes the master’s warnings lightly, but if this results in a death, you won’t escape easily!"

After the scolding, the group of teenagers left towards Yunshui City with bitter looks on their faces.

"Young master."

Once they left, another cultivator arrived on the wind and bowed before Shen Chonghong, saying:

"I asked at the Martial Arts Hall, the boy is called Xu Zhan, peak of Body Cultivation First Realm."

Shen Chonghong nodded slightly.

A cultivator at the peak of Body Cultivation First Realm can hold their breath for at most a quarter of an hour.

If this young Xu Zhan stayed underwater for more than a quarter of an hour, the odds are he would be in grave danger now.

"Which of you has a Water Attribute Spirit Root?"

Thinking this over, he turned to look at the cultivators beside him.

"Reporting to the young master, I have a Water Attribute Spirit Root."

A young man at the Qi Cultivation Sixth Layer stepped forward and bowed.

Shen Chonghong nodded.

"Go and see if you can find the boy."

The Qi Cultivation Sixth Layer youth bowed again and formed formulas with his hands, stepping on the waves towards the center of the river.

But before he could cast a technique, an odd change suddenly occurred on the river below him.

The freely flowing river began to churn for some reason.

In the blink of an eye, a huge whirlpool appeared on the broad river surface!

The whirlpool spun rapidly, expanding, churning everything around it, even showing signs of affecting the weather.

The sudden change left the Qi Cultivation Sixth Layer cultivator standing on the waves no time to react.

In an instant, he was sucked into the terrifying whirlpool, unable to exercise his True Essence Spiritual Power, dragged down into the whirlpool’s depths in a flash.

Seeing this, Shen Chonghong’s expression changed slightly, and he was about to fly over to rescue the young man.

"Young master, that’s dangerous!"

"Let me go!"

The whirlpool was strange, and the other cultivators beside him dared not let Shen Chonghong take the risk.

They stopped Shen Chonghong, and a Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer cultivator manipulated the wind to go and rescue the young cultivator from the whirlpool.

But at that moment, two thick vines suddenly shot out from far behind them!

One of the thick vines wrapped around the Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer cultivator wanting to fly up, and the other stretched across the wide river to tightly bind the young cultivator about to be completely drawn into the whirlpool’s center.

The vines retracted, and both were pulled to shore as a figure floated elegantly onto the scene.

"Third Aunt."

Seeing the person arrive was Wei Qiuling, Shen Chonghong quickly bowed.

The cultivators beside him also hurriedly bowed with respect.

After nodding, Wei Qiuling fixed her gaze firmly on the vortex in the river.

"Third Aunt, can you discern what is causing this whirlpool?"

Shen Chonghong asked gravely.

The Laishui River was only a few dozen miles from Yunshui City, and over the years, as Spiritual Qi continually revived, there had been occurrences of fish and shrimp turning into demons in the river.

But these fish and shrimp demon beasts were of mostly low strength, and the patrol cultivators of Yunshui City didn’t pay them much attention.

Now seeing such a terrifying whirlpool appear suddenly, if it was the work of some demon beast, there might be a powerful Great Demon lurking in the water.

Wei Qiuling shook her head slightly and did not speak.

She was also very puzzled in her heart.

Though the whirlpool was vast in momentum, her Divine Sense did not detect any demon beast aura.

It was as if this terrifying whirlpool able to stir the clouds and wind had formed naturally.

Numerous cultivators in Yunshui City were gradually drawn by the river’s commotion, flying over from the city and landing by the riverbank.

Gradually, Shen Chongming and Shen Wenxing also arrived.

"Sister-in-law, have you discovered anything?"

Shen Wenxing came up to Wei Qiuling and asked in a deep voice.

Wei Qiuling shook her head and sighed, saying, "There’s no aura of any demon beast or cultivator."

"It’s very strange."

Just as she finished speaking, something suddenly flew out from the terrifying whirlpool.

"Ah!"

The thing was thrown from the whirlpool, emitting a cry of terror!

Wei Qiuling’s eyes were quick, and with a point of her finger, a thick vine instantly entangled the figure in mid-air.

The vine pulled, and the figure was dragged to the shore; it was Xu Zhan, who had previously dived to the river bottom.

On the river surface, after the whirlpool spat Xu Zhan out, it began to subside.

Xu Zhan, dragged to the shore, was trembling, still bearing a frightened expression.

Upon realizing that the area was filled with Yunshui City’s cultivators, he knelt before Shen Chongming and the others, too shaken to speak.