Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

Those flying swords one by one pierced through the golden flames, continuously weakening their power.

After a few breaths, the golden fireball had already turned orange-red, with a significantly lower temperature.

Shen Wen’an once again performed the Spirit Gathering Skill.

Under the cover of the massive Spiritual Power Net, the orange-red flames could not burn through it at all.

The Fire Attribute Innate Spiritual Qi hiding in the fireball struggled violently as it was extracted by the Spiritual Power Net.

Shen Wen’an skillfully retracted the Spiritual Power Net, successfully sealing the Innate Spiritual Qi into a Jade Bottle.

Before putting the stopper on the bottle, he used his Divine Sense to feel it and found that this peculiar Fire Attribute Innate Spiritual Qi was actually only Middle Grade, not the Upper Grade quality he had imagined.

Without the Innate Spiritual Qi, the orange-red fireball in the void slowly extinguished after burning for a few breaths.

Putting away the Jade Bottle, Shen Wen’an immediately rushed towards the Snow Wolf King’s position.

At this moment, the Snow Wolf King, He Zhongyi, and Shen Xiuyun were surrounding another white flame.

After Shen Wen’an arrived, he quickly followed the same procedure and captured the Innate Spiritual Qi hidden in this flame into a Jade Bottle.

"Third Master, is this Upper Grade Innate Spiritual Qi?"

Shen Xiuyun asked curiously as he leaned in.

Beside him, He Zhongyi also had a look of hopeful expectation.

Both he and Shen Xiuyun had Fire Attribute Spirit Roots and would need Fire Attribute Innate Spiritual Qi to break through to Fetal Breathing in the future.

If what they caught was Upper Grade Innate Spiritual Qi, the two of them would get a great bargain.

"It’s just Middle Grade, but it’s quite good."

Shen Wen’an handed the Jade Bottle in his hand to He Zhongyi and then took another Jade Bottle containing Innate Spiritual Qi from his Storage Bag and gave it to Shen Xiuyun.

"One for each of you. Once you reach Qi Cultivation Perfection, you can use it directly."

The two happily accepted it.

"Everything’s settled now, so we’ll leave the rest to Chongming and the others to handle."

"Once we return, you two should immediately start cultivating and strive to become Artifact Refiners as soon as possible."

...

Eastern Border of Anyang City.

Zhao Tuan and Zhao Tianqiu led a group of Zhao Family cultivators and clan soldiers to Qu Shui Town, where Xiaohe Village was located.

The original common people of Qu Shui Town had been secretly relocated, and now it was inhabited by people from neighboring Huangfeng Town.

The villagers of Huangfeng Town were old residents of Anyang City.

Back when the Immortal Sect had just arrived, Martial Dao was flourishing, and the Blood Toad’s Shedding, which could help martial artists with Body Tempering, became a hot commodity.

The Huang Family of Huangfeng Town and the Xu Family of Gobi Chunshui Town were both families skilled in raising Blood Toads.

Because of the Blood Toads, both families were targeted by disciples from Qiyun Valley’s Hidden Cloud Courtyard.

In the end, the entire Xu Family was exterminated, and the Huang Family would have also been annihilated if it weren’t for the unintentional help from Shen Wenxing and Huang Qingzhou.

Afterward, Shen Family took control of Anyang City, and the Huang Family was granted the governance of Huangfeng Town for their contributions in helping the Shen Family raise Blood Toads.

Over the century, the common people of Huangfeng Town had been mostly Huang Family members and were absolutely loyal to the Shen Family.

This time, Jianan Temple took advantage of the Shen Family and several affiliated families’ forces being engaged in the Western Wilderness war to spread their teachings within the influence area of Anyang City, intending to sway the common people to believe in them.

Considering not wanting to provoke Jianan Temple, Zhao Tuan had no choice but to relocate the common people of Qu Shui Town and allow the people of Huangfeng Town to move into Qu Shui Town.

Thus, the people of Huangfeng Town received grain and meat provided by Jianan Temple daily, and even received a significant amount of silver taels. All they needed to do was listen to the monks from Jianan Temple preach.

After the Western Wilderness war ended, Jianan Temple, upon receiving the news, immediately withdrew those merchants and monks.

Zhao Tuan and his son, along with many clan soldiers, came here.

The elders of the Huang Family gathered around.

"Patriarch Zhao, why have those bald-headed monks all left?"

"We haven’t gotten enough of those things yet..."

"Exactly, exactly, sitting on a stool every day, listening to them mumble for an hour, and you get ten pounds of rice and two pounds of meat. Such good fortune, never seen anything like it in the decades of this old man’s life!"

Looking at the crowd of elders before him, Zhao Tianqiu furrowed his brow slightly.

Feeling worried, he approached an older man with most of his teeth missing and asked:

"Old man, do you believe what they say?"

"Believe?"

"Believe in who?"

Zhao Tianqiu raised his voice a bit.

The old man blanked for a moment before realizing.

"Hehe..."

"Young Master may not know, but as soon as I sit there every day, I start to doze off."

"What those bald-headed guys say, I really didn’t listen closely to."

"However, their mumbling is quite a lullaby, as soon as I hear it, I sleep soundly."

Zhao Tianqiu heard this, and his expression was skeptical.

He then found a young man to ask.

The young man cupped his hands and chuckled: "If it weren’t for them giving out food and meat, commoners wouldn’t be bothered to listen."

"As for what they say, those ramblings... not nearly as interesting as the storyteller’s tales..."

Zhao Tianqiu questioned many people, and the results were all roughly the same.

He hurriedly approached Zhao Tuan, seeing his father chatting cheerfully with the elders.

"What have you found?"

Zhao Tuan turned around and looked at him, asking in a low voice.

Zhao Tianqiu displayed a peculiar expression: "Father, I had someone secretly inquire about things over in Xingyang beforehand, and there’s quite a big difference between their side and ours."

"I’ve heard that in the eastern towns of Xingyang, some commoners have spontaneously built temples and started following that Rebirth Bliss doctrine."

Zhao Tuan adjusted his sleeves and shook his head with a smile.

An elder in front of him, having heard the words, chimed in: "Young Master, there could be something to Rebirth Bliss, but what does it matter to mere folks like us?"

"Throughout a lifetime, no one can escape birth, aging, illness, and death. For ordinary folks like us, a life filled with children and grandchildren, food and drink is enough."