Chapter 410: Chapter 210: Heavenly Secret Concealment (Part 4)

This time, I achieved Fetal Breathing with the Inner Five Elements Immortal Foundation. In this attempt to trigger the red and white whirlpools, while imitating the aura of Bai Ze, it merely consumed a large amount of the Power of the Divine Soul, without shortening my lifespan.

This is already an acceptable cost.

After slightly adjusting his breathing and stabilizing his aura, he turned towards the door and said, “Come in.”

Shen Chongming and Shen Chongxuan, hearing the voice outside, pushed the door open and entered.

“Grandfather, are you alright?”

Seeing Shen Yuan’s somewhat pale face, Shen Chongxuan asked with concern.

Shen Yuan shook his head slightly, his gaze turned towards Shen Chongming.

“Grandfather has already handled the matters at the Southern Border.”

“From now on, the life and death of the Shen Family will depend on you younger generation.”

After pondering for a moment, he earnestly said, “Grandfather knows you act with fortitude and dislike feigned congeniality.”

“However, feigned congeniality is also a kind of wisdom.”

“The best warfare employs strategy, followed by alliance, and the lowest is to attack the city.”

“If the enemy can be defeated without fighting, or by using others, it is far better than risking the lives of your kin.”

“Do you understand?”

Shen Chongming silently repeated these words in his heart, nodded after contemplating.

“Grandson will remember Grandfather’s teachings.”

After Shen Yuan nodded, he looked towards Shen Chongxuan and said, “Your thoughts are meticulous, you must assist your brother and offer him strategies.”

“Whether the Shen Family can overcome this crisis does not solely depend on one person’s ability to turn the tide.”

Shen Chongxuan respectfully cupped his hands, “Grandson understands.”

“Alright, off you go.”

Shen Yuan waved his hand.

The brothers immediately cupped their hands and left the Black Water Pavilion.

…

The Southern Border is ravaged, with nearly two-thirds of the population of Yangnao Land being taken away, leaving the city walls and villages empty.

Instead, it became a paradise for the wild beasts and livestock that the Common People usually hunted and raised.

The fields lie desolate, overgrown with wild grass.

Two cultivators soared through the air, holding a large Map in their hands, marking something.

“Brother, we can’t go any further.”

“Father instructed us only to find out the location of the Spirit Field a hundred miles outside of Xingyang City, any further and we won’t be able to manage.”

Above the desolate and ruined village, two figures arrived one after another. The girl in the white dress in the rear suddenly called out.

The young man in the purple robe, carrying a large sword, shifted the Finger Technique in his hand rapidly, stopping in midair.

His gaze looked into the distance, sighing slightly:

“Only seven Spirit Fields.”

“I heard over in Anyang, the Zhao Family found eleven Spirit Fields and a Purple Cloud Stone Vein at the border between Yingchuan Fen City and Anyang City these past few days.”

“The Hejian Wang Family and Chungui Liu Family also reaped more than us.”

Landing on the ground from mid-air, the young man in purple struck a stray dog gnawing on a carcass from afar with Spiritual Power, reducing it to pulp.

The girl in the white dress landed beside him, frowning slightly at the wild dog’s tragic state and said, “Brother, our older brother keeps telling you to restrain your bloodlust, why don’t you listen?”

The young man in purple’s eyes flashed with a hint of displeasure, and he coldly snorted:

“Bloodlust?”

“The world is in chaos today, the major vassal families are eager to make an impact, all ready to move.”

“If our Liu Family wants to secure the position of this major sect, we cannot be too conservative.”

“He, Liu Wenzhi, is useless, and does he expect me to be like him?”

Upon hearing this, the girl in the white dress’s face changed slightly, she looked around carefully and advised in a low voice, “Brother, watch what you say!”

“Our older brother is the eldest legitimate son, the future Patriarch.”

“If today’s words reach his or our father’s ears, not to mention the claim for Mother, we might not escape family discipline!”

The young man in purple’s face flashed with a hint of anger, he clenched his fists and said, “In terms of cultivation talent, in terms of cleverness, am I not better than him?”

“Just because he’s the legitimate heir, does that mean the Patriarch position of the Liu Family should naturally be his?”

“A coward, if he controls the Liu Family, the position of this major sect will be lost sooner or later!”

“Brother…”

The girl in the white dress was just about to speak, her gaze flickered, and she looked in horror at the roof of a distant village!

There, at some point, had appeared a massive, ink-green Mantis Demon Beast!

Liu Yiran immediately drew the long sword in her hand, her entire body surged with Spiritual Power, staring apprehensively at the demon beast.

Seeing his sister like this, Liu Qingfeng also slowly drew the large knife from his back and suddenly turned towards the distant view.

“It is at least a Sixth Layer Demon Beast!”

Feeling the slightly oppressive aura from the Mantis Demon, Liu Qingfeng’s expression was somewhat grave.

His and his sister’s cultivation were only at the Fourth Layer of Qi Cultivation.

Observing that the mantis demon was one skilled in combat, the two of them were surely no match!

Upon hearing this, Liu Yiran hesitated only slightly, then immediately executed a Spell towards the sky, directly issuing a plea for help!

Less than a hundred miles away, at a camp bearing the flag of the Shen Family.

A cultivator hurriedly opened the door in front of him and respectfully cupped his hands:

“Reporting to the Young Master, seventy miles south, there are people of the Shen Family requesting help.”

Inside the wooden house, the figure sprawled on the bed woke slightly upon hearing these words, sat up slightly, and groped for the Profound Iron Long Rod on the desk before him.

“Follow me to take a look.”

A hoarse voice sounded.

Shen Chongxu stepped out from the wooden house, stretched lazily, and summoned a breeze, flying towards the distance.

Behind him, a group of Shen Family cultivators immediately followed with Wind Manipulation, and after flying for a while, they reached not far from the abandoned village.

“Young Master, it’s below.”

“It’s a Mantis Demon!”

In the sky, some sharp-eyed cultivators noticed the Liu siblings being pursued below and almost rushed to help immediately.

“Just stand by and watch.”

Shen Chongxu carried the heavy Profound Iron Long Rod, slightly shifted his Finger Technique, and dove down directly from the void!

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