Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

Chapter 598 - 241: Geng and Xin Origin Gold_5

His current cultivation has already broken through to the Fetal Breathing Perfection Realm, and he possesses a Thunder Attribute Spirit Root.

At the first sight of Wushi Qianrou, he instantly sensed an eerie aura emanating from her entire being.

"Who might you be, fellow cultivator?"

"What brings you to the Shen Family?"

Shen Chongming inquired in a deep voice.

Wushi Qianrou was equally astonished at this moment.

The Netherworld Dog Filth Furnace was originally a magical artifact of an ancient demon cultivator, and as its artifact spirit, she was highly sensitive to the extremely firm and masculine thunder attribute aura on Shen Chongming’s body.

"Is your surname Shen, fellow cultivator?"

Wushi Qianrou collected herself, bowed slightly, and spoke with a soft voice.

This question immediately reminded Shen Chongming of Dongyun Hu from those years ago.

"Did he send you?"

Wushi Qianrou remained silent, her beautiful eyes beneath the golden mask fixed on Shen Chongming.

"I am Shen Chongming, Patriarch of the Shen Family. Did he send you here?"

Shen Chongming, feeling helpless, had to reveal his identity.

Upon hearing this, Wushi Qianrou finally took off the two storage bags at her waist and tossed them over through the air.

"The master sent these items through me."

"The master also wishes to know certain things."

Shen Chongming caught the storage bags, glanced at Wushi Qianrou, and said, "This is not the place to talk. Please, fellow cultivator, follow me to the residence for tea."

Knowing she was an envoy of Shen Chongxu, he also wanted to learn more about the situation.

Thus, he invited Wushi Qianrou to a chamber in the residence.

"Someone, please invite Young Master Chongxuan here."

After the two were seated, Shen Chongming spoke directly.

Wushi Qianrou was somewhat curious at this.

Shen Chongming explained, "Chongxuan is his elder brother."

"He is a clansman of mine."

"Fellow cultivator, your aura is peculiar, may I ask..."

Wushi Qianrou smiled faintly and did not conceal anything, directly replying, "I am an artifact spirit, awakened by the master who also provided me with a physical form."

An artifact spirit?

Shen Chongming was somewhat surprised upon hearing this.

This was the first time he encountered such a unique being as an artifact spirit.

Judging from the intense evil qi emanating from Wushi Qianrou, her original form must have been a formidable and malevolent artifact.

"Brother Ming."

As the two chatted, Shen Chongxuan appeared at the chamber door.

His gaze immediately focused on Wushi Qianrou upon entering.

Practicing the Vast Righteous Qi through the Literary Dao, Shen Chongxuan detected her peculiarity the moment he saw her.

At this moment, Wushi Qianrou’s expression froze again.

Once more, it was the exceedingly firm and upright aura!

The master’s two elder brothers seem naturally inclined to suppress her...

"Sit, Xuan."

Gesturing for Shen Chongxuan to sit, Shen Chongming said, "This is... Chongxu’s envoy."

"My name is Wushi Qianrou..."

Upon hearing this, Shen Chongxuan was suddenly startled, then focused intently on Wushi Qianrou, "How is Chongxu now?"

Noticing the Vast Righteous Qi enveloping his body, Wushi Qianrou’s face slightly changed, and she quickly answered, "The master is doing well."

"Do not be agitated, Xuan."

Shen Chongming spoke to comfort Shen Chongxuan, allowing him to gradually calm down.

"You mentioned earlier that Chongxu wishes to know something?"

Wushi Qianrou nodded, "The master wishes to know about Xiubai’s current situation."

"Fellow cultivator, Xiubai... is the master’s..."

"That is his son," Shen Chongxuan replied solemnly.

Upon hearing this, Wushi Qianrou inexplicably felt a sense of relief, followed by a tinge of sorrow.

"Xuan, the reason I’ve asked you here is to draft a letter for Chongxu."

"Tell him about the current situation of the Shen Family, and give him some good advice as well."

Shen Chongxuan nodded, immediately requesting paper and pen, and in front of Wushi Qianrou, filled several sheets with writing.

"I have included all the information on Xiubai in the letter."

"Please kindly deliver it to him."

Shen Chongxuan handed the letter to Wushi Qianrou.

Wushi Qianrou took the letter, bowed slightly, and then left the Shen Family.

"This woman possesses cultivation at the peak of the late stage of Fetal Breathing, just a step away from the Realm of Perfection."

"More importantly, her eerie aura is quite concerning."

Watching Wushi Qianrou’s figure disappear, Shen Chongxuan spoke with a grave expression.

Wushi Qianrou referred to Shen Chongxu as "master."

The fact that such a powerful being nearing the Fetal Breathing Perfection Realm calls him "master" willingly is proof that Shen Chongxu’s current strength must be at least at the level of Fetal Breathing Perfection.

"Don’t be concerned, Xuan. That woman is an artifact spirit."

"Though she carries intense evil qi, there is no hint of malevolence, and she is loyal to Chongxu, so there should be no issue."

"These are the items sent by Chongxu. Let us deliver them to Grandfather at Black Water Pavilion first."

Shen Chongxuan nodded, and the two brothers headed towards the Black Water Pavilion.

Second floor of Black Water Pavilion.

Shen Yuan opened one of the storage bags.

Inside, there were spirit crystals, both whole and fragmented.

Apart from the spirit crystals, there were some spirit herbs and medicines, ores, magical artifacts, and so on.

"This lad saved none for himself."

Seeing this, Shen Yuan spoke with some heartache.

This scene reminded him of some colleagues from past lifetimes.

Each month after receiving their salary, they would leave themselves only a few hundred bucks for living expenses, and send the rest to their family.

Seeing these scattered spirit crystal fragments, Shen Chongxuan’s heart filled with sorrow.

"That boy... that boy... alas!"

He couldn’t help but recall the memories of his younger brother Shen Chongxu from his days in the Shen Family.

"Alright, put them all away."

After Shen Yuan spoke firmly, he handed the storage bag to Shen Chongming.

Then he picked up another storage bag.

Clatter!

As the contents of the storage bag were poured out, a multitude of books, stone tablets, and other miscellaneous items instantly occupied most of the second floor of Black Water Pavilion.