Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams-Chapter 434 - 214: The Great Harvest (Part 4)

With a flash of light in his hand, Shen Chongming took out a three-foot jade table, on which there was a wine pot and two plates of spirit fruit.

Opposite him, upon seeing this, Lan Jue also took out the so-called Southern Border Jade Brew and some food.

The two of them each filled their wine glasses, raising their glasses in the air to toast each other.

"I wonder, friend, what brings you here on this occasion?"

After emptying the spirit wine in his cup, Shen Chongming spoke in a deep voice.

He had already received news of the Great Witch Mountain gathering a large number of demon beasts, arraying troops at Hidden Dragon Mountain.

Then, the swarms of demon beasts mysteriously withdrew, and the so-called first commander under the Great Witch Mountain came alone to Yunshui City, leaving him puzzled.

Lan Jue heard this but did not immediately respond.

His gaze fell on Shen Chongming, equally full of questions.

A noble family with two Golden Core Ancestors in charge, the patriarch representing the family, should at least be a cultivator in the late stage of Fetal Breathing Realm or even at the Fetal Breathing Perfection Realm, right?

But the head of the Shen Family before him was only a junior at the middle stage of Fetal Breathing, making him somewhat doubtful.

Yet, likewise, with his Half-Step Golden Core realm, he saw that Shen Chongming was not yet fifty years old, his True Essence Spiritual Power far exceeding ordinary cultivators or great demons at the middle stage of Fetal Breathing.

To cultivate such a remarkably talented junior indeed aligns with the foundation of an ancient race.

Anyway, the matter of Golden Core cultivators in Yunshui City had been personally witnessed by their matriarch and numerous Southern Border Golden Core seniors, so he needn’t worry, lest it ruins major plans.

After considering this, Lan Jue slightly cupped his hands and said, "Patriarch Shen is forthright, so I’ll speak plainly."

"Patriarch Shen must know why the six major powers of the Southern Border have come to Yangnao Land."

Shen Chongming frowned upon hearing this, not quite understanding what he meant.

Lan Jue hesitated for a moment and continued, "Hasn’t Patriarch Shen wondered why the six major Golden Core powers have been in Yangnao Land for nearly four years without taking action?"

"If you have any thoughts, just speak them directly."

Shen Chongming smiled faintly, not willing to waste words with him.

Lan Jue was not offended, instead directing his gaze toward the distant wind and snow before waving his hand to set up a Demon Element Shield that isolated everything.

"Please forgive me, Patriarch Shen, what I am about to say involves much; though this may not be entirely effective, I must still be cautious."

Seeing this, Shen Chongming’s curiosity grew stronger, though he showed no expression on his face.

"Since the appearance of a breach in the Void Combination Corridor Array, everything in the Southern Border and Yangnao Land has been orchestrated by others." Lan Jue spoke gravely, "The present Southern Border and Yangnao Land have already become a chessboard of heaven and earth, and we are all pawns..."

On this occasion, Lan Jue uncharacteristically held nothing back and revealed all the hidden secrets behind this matter.

Shen Chongming was completely shocked internally upon hearing this.

All these years, he had always been curious.

The Golden Toad mentioned that the powers of the Southern Border are strong, with even Nascent Soul True Monarchs present.

However, the breach in the Void Reunion Corridor Grand Array had been evident for almost four years, yet other than the six major Golden Core powers, had the other Southern Border forces really not gotten even a hint?

This was obviously impossible.

They had received the news but didn’t think of taking a share, which was strange in itself.

Now, learning that it was the four Nascent Soul True Monarchs of the Southern Border who personally issued the decree, he realized this matter was anything but simple.

Thoughts swirled wildly in Shen Chongming’s mind, feeling as if he had guessed something.

But Lan Jue suddenly interrupted his thoughts, making him a bit annoyed.

"You wouldn’t want to become a pawn at someone else’s mercy, would you, Patriarch Shen?"

Meeting Lan Jue’s gaze, which seemed to incite action, Shen Chongming suppressed his anger and smiled calmly, "What plans do you have, Daoist?"

Lan Jue filled his cup again, lifted it to the air, and drank deeply.

"This matter is difficult."

"The aunt of our Great Witch Mountain and the Golden Core stage experts desire blood food, yet we refuse to be manipulated like pawns."

"After thinking it over, I could only come up with one solution."

He paused slightly, his gaze deepening as he looked at Shen Chongming:

"Put on a show for them."

A show?

Shen Chongming lowered his head in thought, cold laughter already rising in his heart.

The mastermind behind the scenes seemed to be in the Nascent Soul Realm; to such an old monster, those of them in the Fetal Breathing Realm, even those in the Golden Core Realm, were merely ants.

Are they so easily fooled?

However, he still wanted to hear how Lan Jue intended to stage this so-called show.

"Please enlighten me, Daoist."

After inclining his head, Lan Jue continued, "I plan to invite the representatives of each major power to jointly discuss this matter."

"Once the meeting date is set, I will inform Patriarch Shen, how does that sound?"

Shen Chongming heard this and slightly frowned.

Conceal from speaking?

The specific interests must not have been divided yet.

But as it stands, he is happy to witness this phenomenon.

As long as there’s no action, the Shen Family has plenty of time to develop.

By then, with strength, the Shen Family won’t have to worry too much about any conspiracy.

Even if a pawn, he will do everything to ensure the Shen Family remains the last piece on the board!

"Then I shall await your news, Daoist."

Shen Chongming stood up, waved his hand to retract the three-foot jade table, and spoke.

Lan Jue also cupped his hands in return, then let the little demons lift the sedan chair and fly off into the distance.

After they left, Shen Chongming returned to Yunshui City, heading straight to the second floor of Black Water Pavilion, where he cupped his hands toward Shen Yuan and said:

"Grandfather."

Shen Yuan nodded and asked in a deep voice, "What did that demon cultivator from the Great Witch Mountain say?"