Chapter 416: Chapter 211: Purple Thunder Break Extreme (Part 4)

Shen Chongming clasped his hands behind his back, stepped into the courtyard, gazed at the glaring sunlight, sighed softly, then turned and headed towards the Black Water Pavilion.

…

Second floor of the Black Water Pavilion.

Grandfather and grandson sat facing each other.

After some contemplation, Shen Yuan spoke:

“Your analysis is correct.”

“The Western Wilderness and Hidden Dragon Mountain being occupied by the demon cultivators of Great Witch Mountain is a good thing for the Shen Family.”

“Those demon cultivators are not good at management, nor are they skilled in strategy, acting purely on instinct.”

“A little caution in guarding, and there should be no major issues.”

Shen Chongming sighed and picked up the topic: “Then Fushan Country and the Yin Corpse Sect should not be so easy to deal with.”

“And there’s also Jianan Temple…”

“All three are forces of the Human Race, and there will inevitably be some plots and schemes in the future.”

Saying this, he picked up the teapot and filled the empty teacups in front of the two of them.

As he was about to put the teapot down, he suddenly chuckled: “Speaking of plots and schemes, Grandpa shouldn’t be afraid of those Southern Border cultivators, right?”

Shen Yuan’s expression was momentarily stunned, then he chuckled and said, “What’s this, you think the old man is an old fox?”

Shen Chongming laughed and pleaded, “Grandson wouldn’t dare, I’m praising your strategic brilliance and unparalleled calculations.”

“In terms of cultivation, my father and I may be stronger than you, but in terms of wisdom and strategy, my father and I are no match for you, Grandpa.”

“Alright, enough flattery for the old man.” Shen Yuan waved his hand and looked at him, saying, “Speak up, what do you want to do?”

He could see that this young man coming to him was definitely not just to report on the nearby Southern Border powers.

Shen Chongming took a sip of tea, solemnly clasped his hands and said, “Grandfather, do you remember the insight we all had when Chongzhen was born?”

Shen Yuan paused slightly as he held his teacup, knowing that he was referring to the essence purification of the bloodline.

The birth of Shen Chongzhen elevated the Shen Family to an Eighth Grade Clan, giving those with Shen Family bloodline a chance for essence purification.

Currently, the eldest, Shen Wenxing, and the third, Shen Wen’an, are still in seclusion.

It is estimated that the essence purification presented a significant opportunity for them. I wonder if in this seclusion, they can comprehend the “Innate Divine Power” of the Eighth Grade Bloodline.

If they can comprehend a flawless “Innate Divine Power,” it could be imprinted in the bloodline.

In the future, if new descendants are born into the Shen Family, there’s a chance to directly inherit that bloodline’s Innate Divine Power, adding to their strength.

“Of course, I remember.”

Suppressing his inner thoughts, Shen Yuan gently brushed the tea leaves and took a sip of tea, nodding.

“Actually, I had some insights back then, but considering the dangers of the Southern Border, I forcibly interrupted my cultivation.”

Shen Chongming sighed slightly as he spoke.

He had a feeling that if not for this, given some time to comprehend, perhaps he could have realized something and greatly enhanced his strength.

“This time, the major forces of the Southern Border have just arrived in Yangnao Land, and grandson believes that in the short term, all parties will prioritize establishing a foothold, not acting rashly.”

“Therefore, I would like grandfather to take care of the family affairs for a while, giving grandson time for cultivation and reflection.”

Meeting his gaze, Shen Yuan nodded slightly.

“Go ahead, you shouldn’t worry about the family affairs.”

Shen Chongming’s talent is very high, and he also hopes that he can gain some insights.

…

The peaceful time after various forces from the Southern Border arrived in Yangnao Land was somewhat unexpected for Shen Yuan.

In the blink of an eye, three years passed. Except for occasional disturbances by Great Witch Mountain’s demon cultivators in the Western Wilderness, things remained eerily calm with both Fushan Country and the Yin Corpse Sect on the eastern side.

Even a few months ago, a Fetal Breathing Cultivator from Jianan Temple visited Yunshui City.

Their words implied a desire to ally with the Shen Family and the Yin Corpse Sect to reopen the abandoned market in Jinghe County.

As a condition, the Shen Family must allow Jianan Temple to build temples in the Four Cities of Anyang to spread their teachings.

That person even hinted that if agreed, Jianan Temple would maintain friendly cooperation with the Shen Family.

Without any hesitation, Shen Yuan directly refused.

The actions of Jianan Temple were identical to those of foreign religious forces in his previous life.

Under the guise of compassion and caring for the world, who knows what dirty deeds they were hiding behind the scenes?

To the Shen Family, the Jinghe Market is indeed very important.

Before the Southern Border’s invasion, a significant portion of the Shen Family’s cultivation resources came from Jinghe Market.

Now that the Jinghe Market is abandoned, and several ore veins in Hidden Dragon Mountain have been taken by the demon cultivators of Great Witch Mountain, the family’s cultivators have indeed had some difficult years.

Fortunately, after the Void Combination Corridor Array was broken, the spiritual qi concentration in Yangnao Land seems to have increased again.

According to Wei Qiuling, the spiritual qi concentration in Yangnao Land is now not inferior to Danzhou.

The Yunshui City occupied by the Shen Family has even become comparable to the Grotto Heaven Blessed Lands of Danzhou.

Shen Yuan vaguely guessed that the reason Yunshui City became like this is probably due to the presence of the Black Water Pool.

Relying on the spiritual rice produced in Yunshui City and some Spirit Fields, the Shen Family can just barely maintain the daily cultivation of its cultivators.

Another autumn begins.

After the Spirit Rice harvest from the Spirit Fields of the Four Cities of Anyang, each affiliated clan hurriedly sent people to transport the collected Spirit Rice to Yunshui City to supply the numerous cultivators in the city for cultivation.

Sitting in the city, Shen Yuan, after carefully calculating with several warehouse managers responsible for guarding the warehouse, found that the newly collected Spirit Rice and some Spirit Medicine and Spiritual Objects, after deducting each family’s due salary, had little remaining.

“This won’t do…”

Looking at the accounts in front of him, Shen Yuan frowned tightly, pondering in his heart.

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