Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

"Only after enduring countless hardships have I achieved my current Dao practice. To sacrifice hundreds of years of effort for the so-called backbone, how could I live with myself?"

"Moreover, that old fox never considered us little demons. Once any of us shows signs of breaking through to the Golden Core under her command, we mysteriously disappear."

"That old fox only sees us as thugs to gather blood food, or even as major resources to enhance her cultivation."

Upon hearing this, Shen Wen’an’s face revealed a slight sneer.

This guy was indeed decisive. He didn’t even hesitate to disparage his "Aunt" before his surrender was accepted.

"Immortal Master, everything I said is true!"

"That old fox doesn’t have much lifespan left, she’s merely surviving on a large quantity of blood food and Human Pills."

"All these years, the blood food and vast amounts of Heavenly and Earthly Treasures acquired from the southern and northern expeditions of Great Witch Mountain have been largely squandered by that old fox."

"If we were allowed a bit more, the Demon Cave of Great Witch Mountain wouldn’t only have one Golden Core Demon King."

Is the lifespan of the Celestial Fox Demon King really nearing its end?

Hearing this, Shen Wen’an was somewhat surprised in his heart.

The lifespan of a Golden Core is eight hundred years. Most demon cultivators spend decades in a dull beast form before gaining intelligence, cultivating, progressing from Qi Cultivation to Fetal Breathing, and finally to Golden Core...

Seen this way, that Celestial Fox Demon King has indeed lived quite a long life.

Glancing at the Snow Wolf King, Shen Wen’an thought for a moment and sighed, "I really wish I could spare your life, but keeping a Great Demon at the Fetal Breathing Perfection Realm by my side is too risky."

"If I am not careful and you find a way to harm someone from the Shen Family and then escape, I would regret it endlessly."

As he spoke, he slowly lifted the Dragon-Slaying Sword in his hand.

What he said was the truth.

A Great Demon at the Fetal Breathing Perfection Realm would be extremely useful to the Shen Family.

But the True Spirit Oath of human cultivators is useless against demon cultivators, and the Witchcraft and Gu Dao in Shen Li’s possession only targeted specific Gu Insects, not for Beast Taming.

Keeping such an uncontrollable and terrifying creature in the Shen Family would be a major hidden threat.

If anything were to happen, regret would be futile.

Upon hearing this, the Snow Wolf King was greatly shocked. His eyes flickered multiple times, but seeing that long sword emanating cold murderous intent locked on to him, he immediately shouted!

"I am willing to offer a strand of my True Spirit Origin!"

"As long as the Immortal Master holds a strand of my True Spirit Origin, with just a thought, no matter where I flee, I cannot escape death!"

"This... In this way, the Immortal Master wouldn’t have to worry."

True Spirit Origin?

As Shen Wen’an’s eyes slightly narrowed, the Snow Wolf King forcibly activated his Demon Essence, expelling a milky white light ball exuding a pure Divine Spirit aura from his forehead.

Once the milky white light ball was expelled, his aura noticeably weakened, showing signs of dropping out of the Perfection Realm.

Seeing this, Shen Wen’an hesitated slightly before reaching out to capture the light ball into his hand.

At the moment he held the light ball, he truly felt that with a slight exertion, crushing this light ball would shatter the Snow Wolf King’s Divine Spirit, leading to his death!

However, to prevent deceit, he quietly inserted a subtle sword aura into the light ball to observe the Snow Wolf King’s reaction.

"Ah!"

As soon as the sword aura penetrated the light ball, the Snow Wolf King, kneeling in mid-air, suddenly clutched his head in pain, his body rolling as he fell straight to the ground!

Boom!

During the fall, his form transformed into his true body, becoming a giant snow wolf over ten feet in length!

The snow wolf’s fur was pure white like snow, emitting a faint glow, and its eyes were a light blue.

Despite crashing heavily to the ground, it continued to roll in agony, speaking in human words.

"Immortal Master, spare me!"

"Immortal Master, spare my life!"

Seeing him in such a state, Shen Wen’an believed that the so-called "True Spirit Origin" in his hand could indeed control his life and death, and slowly withdrew the sword aura.

With the pain of his soul being torn gone, the Snow Wolf King hurriedly struggled to get up from the ground, looking flatteringly at Shen Wen’an as he slowly descended.

"Immortal Master..."

Shen Wen’an glanced at him. Seeing that the previous ordeal hadn’t caused his realm to significantly plummet, he silently breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let’s go, follow me back."

The Snow Wolf King’s light blue eyes turned slightly, and without transforming back into human form, he approached Shen Wen’an and flatteringly spoke: "Master, please ride on this humble demon’s back, I shall carry you back."

This guy possesses considerable cunning.

Knowing that being a demonic servant who can be commanded at will for the Shen Family pales in comparison to being Shen Wen’an’s steed.

He could tell that given Shen Wen’an’s talent, it wouldn’t be long before he breaks through Fetal Breathing to become a Golden Core Sword Immortal.

In the future, there might even be a chance to further ascend to the Nascent Soul Realm.

By that time, being the Nascent Soul True Monarch’s steed would be a tremendous fortune countless demon cultivators long for.

In the outside world, even Golden Core Demon Kings would have to treat him with respect.

Shen Wen’an naturally discerned this beast’s intentions. After a brief consideration, he directly mounted the Snow Wolf King’s back.

"Master, hold on tight."

The Snow Wolf King uttered as he transformed into a stream of light carrying Shen Wen’an towards Hidden Dragon Mountain.

Out of the five Great Demons at the Fetal Breathing Perfection Realm in the Great Witch Mountain Demon Cave, three were dead and one had surrendered, leaving only Lan Jue.

Lan Jue should still have several demon beasts at the middle to late stage of Fetal Breathing under his command, but they weren’t a cause for concern.

At present, Shen Wen’an just needed to keep an eye on Lan Jue to ensure he doesn’t make a move. The remaining matters could be left to his elder brothers Shen Wenxing and Shen Chongming to handle.