Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

Chapter 216: Chapter 177: Cloud Seal Jade Pivot Thunder-Invoking Minor Skill

”The Yangnao Seven Sons once basked in unparalleled glory.”

”Now, some are dead, some missing, but the inheritance must be passed down.”

”Since your uncle received the old man’s legacy, I shall grant you an opportunity today as well.”

”If you can pass the trial, it would be a great help to Old Man Zhang, and when he awakens from the mystery of the fetus in the cycle of reincarnation, he’ll owe me a huge favor.”

Speaking in self-reference, the thunderous creature didn’t wait for Shen Chongming to agree and simply flapped its wings!

In the next moment, a flash of lightning wrapped around the two bodies, flying towards a distant mountain peak!

Watching the figures of the two disappear, a bizarre smile appeared on the corners of the thunderous creature’s mouth.

”An aberrant thunder attribute spirit root...”

”Kid, cultivate well, for my future escape depends on you.”

As the words were spoken, its form instantly vanished.

On the side of Shen Chongming, wrapped in lightning, he swiftly flew towards the top of a distant mountain peak, passing through layers of clouds.

When the lightning vanished, the two had already arrived in front of a cave dwelling on the mountain’s summit.

Surrounded by mist, it resembled an actual immortal realm.

Chen Youran, vigilant, looked around, finding no immediate danger, then turned to Shen Chongming.

”Young Clan Leader...”

Shen Chongming gazed intently at the cave dwelling before him, offering no response.

After a long pause—

”There is a kind of hidden yet violent energy within that cave dwelling...”

”I’ll go in and take a look; you wait here.”

Having said this, Shen Chongming walked straight in.

The cave’s entrance was wide and bright, with peculiar runes etched on the cliff walls on either side; Shen Chongming guessed these runes were related to arrays, but knowing nothing about arrays, he couldn’t decipher them at all.

Walking forward through the entrance for a bit, he discovered a spacious stone chamber.

A skylight in the stone chamber’s ceiling allowed views of the sky, and directly beneath the skylight was an odd pool, dried with only two chunks of azure, irregularly shaped crystal stones.

Shen Chongming came close, carefully examining the crystal stones, immediately sensing an extremely terrifying and volatile power within!

Spirit crystals?

Reaching to pick up one of the crystal stones, he instantly felt refined thunder power emanating from inside the stone.

The entire crystal stone seemed to be condensed from the purest thunder power.

What a treasure!

Shen Chongming rejoiced!

Though he wasn’t certain whether these were spirit crystals, containing such pure thunder energy definitely made them priceless.

Stashing the two crystal stones inside his storage bag, Shen Chongming continued forward, reaching a stone carving.

Using the skylight’s light, he examined for a long while, eventually discerning the stone carving’s contents.

It depicted a thunder pool formed from endless thunder, with a figure engulfed by thunder within the pool!

Though a lifeless stone mural, only glancing at it for a moment, Shen Chongming vaguely sensed the terror of the thunder, even hearing roaring thunder in his ears!

As his eyes fixed on the stone mural, gradually, everything around him changed.

The cave dwelling slowly vanished; at this moment, he stood amidst a vast sky, surrounded by rolling sea clouds!

Suddenly, a bolt of thunder cracked in the front, followed by myriads of thunders rolling in the clouds, converging at a not-so-distant spot!

Amidst the lightning flashes, a seemingly ancient pool revealed itself within the distant cloud!

The pool, entirely gray-blue, was strewn with electric lights; with each thunderous infusion, liquid faintly circulated within the pool!

Trying to draw closer for a clearer view, Shen Chongming found lightning arcs suddenly appearing ahead; merely brushing against him, a numbing and painful sensation spread throughout his body, scaring him into motionless stasis.

The mystic phenomenon persisted, its duration unknown to Shen Chongming above the clouds.

Only realizing, as everything before him disappeared, that the cave dwelling had gone completely dark.

Upon awakening, Shen Chongming suddenly noticed extras in his mind.

A careful inspection discovered: it was a cultivation technique!

”Cloud Seal Jade Pivot Thunder-Invoking Minor Skill!”

Deeply contemplating over this cultivation technique, an undeniable hint of joy appeared on Shen Chongming’s face!

This was a supreme immortal technique specifically for thunder attribute spirit roots!

”Pity it’s just a predecessor, excluding the Golden Core technique...”

Returning his divine sense to himself, Shen Chongming disappointedly glanced at the stone mural before him, internally deducing that perhaps his low capability caused him to dare not step forth in the mystic phenomenon, resulting in not acquiring the subsequent technique behind the ”Cloud Seal Jade Pivot Thunder-Invoking Minor Skill.”

Yet presently it’s quite satisfactory.

With this cultivation technique, upon a future realm advancement, it wouldn’t hurt to attempt another visit for possible subsequent techniques.

Suppressing his thoughts, he thoroughly scoured the cave dwelling, eventually locating a pile of scattered, decayed bamboo slips, the script yet legible.

Without immediately researching the contents of the slips, he collected all the bamboo slips into his storage bag, intending to return them to Grandfather Shen Yuan for study.

Finding indeed no further treasures in the cave dwelling, Shen Chongming leisurely headed outside.

At the cave dwelling’s mouth, Chen Youran sat cross-legged meditating; hearing sounds, he promptly opened his eyes.

”Young Clan Leader, you finally came out.”

Shen Chongming, sensing curiosity, asked, ”I spent a long time in this cavern?”

Chen Youran nodded: ”Today marks the eighth day.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Chongming was somewhat astonished.

Feeling as if he’d been inside for less than half a day, yet eight days had passed!

”Let’s go, we should return.”

Glancing at the western-sloping sunset, Shen Chongming spoke.

Before coming, he had heard about some rules of the secret realm, where cultivators could stay up to a hundred days.

When hundred days elapsed, a repulsive force in the secret realm would eject individuals.

Since entering, nearing the hundred-day term, it was time for a temporary return.

Calling forth a breeze, the pair manipulated the wind, flying down the mountain peak.

Perhaps because the thunderous creature had sent them up; descending by wind manipulation this time didn’t incur thunder attacks.

The pair landed amid a forest, preparing to head toward the secret realm’s perimeter, awaiting the emergence of the exit.

Yet just as they touched down, a rustling sound arose around them!

”It’s them!”

”Master, I saw them fly down from the mountain peak with my own eyes!”

Before them, an indistinct group converged from the forest, among them a Western Desolate Cultivator respectfully addressing Yang Xun beside him.

Yang Xun led a group of Hundred Beasts Mountain disciples slowly approaching from nearby, avarice flashing in his eyes as he stared at Shen Chongming and Chen Youran.

”You two are Western Desolate cultivators, thus should serve under my Hundred Beasts Mountain.”

”I am the chief disciple of Hundred Beasts Mountain, offering you an opportunity.”

”Hand over whatever you’ve obtained from the mountain top and explain how to fly within the secret realm without inciting restrictive attacks, and I’ll exceptionally accept you as disciples of the Immortal Sect, how about it?”

Shielding Chen Youran behind him, Shen Chongming glanced at the thoroughly surrounding Hundred Beasts Mountain disciples and Western Wilderness cultivators, his face grim.

Never expecting such misfortune upon just descending from the peak, to be spotted by Hundred Beasts Mountain and Western Wilderness Barbarian Race cultivators.

Though the Western Desolate Cultivators weren’t insurmountable, those more than ten Hundred Beasts Mountain disciples were far stronger.

Especially the young man claiming to be Hundred Beasts Mountain’s chief, arguably a Great Perfection of Qi Cultivation Immortal Sect disciple!

With three Sword Qis within the Dragon-Slaying Magical Sword already spent by the thunderous creature, how could he now retreat safely from the opponent’s grasp?