Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams-Chapter 353 - 200: Anomalies_3

"Young Master, shall we... go."

Taking one last look at everything that had been buried, Mu Chang’s eyes held a touch of reluctance as he slowly flew into the distance.

He Zhongyi glanced down, shook his head slightly, and then followed.

"Elder Mu, where should we go now?"

Mu Chang let out a heavy sigh, suppressing the sorrow in his heart, and said, "The Muhe Tribe is gone, and now Wu Yi and the others likely face doom..."

"Let’s first go see those few remarkable landscapes."

The journey to the Western Wilderness was not only about searching for Wu Yi and bringing the people of the Muhe Tribe to the Shen Family’s territory.

Another fairly important matter was to visit several extraordinary landscapes around the Muhe Tribe.

Before delving into Immortal Cultivation, he and Mu Yan thought those landscapes were nothing but Mother Nature’s masterpiece and creation.

After becoming Immortal Dao Cultivators, both believed the existence of those landscapes was highly likely due to certain Heavenly and Earthly Treasures.

He Zhongyi nodded, and the two of them flew directly toward a distant mountain peak.

"Young Master Chongyi, please look, that is Frost Moon Mountain."

Flying over the vast grassland with Wind Manipulation, a giant mountain peak appeared right in front of them.

The mountain was very peculiar, with a barren peak standing there at the meeting of heaven and earth, and no other branches or hills around, looking very abrupt.

"We arrived at just the right time."

"It is now dusk, and in an hour, the moon will rise from the mountain top. Then, Young Master, you will see the wonder of the moon like frost and snow."

The two landed on a mound a dozen miles away from Frost Moon Mountain.

"Then let’s wait for the moon to rise and go see the mountain," He Zhongyi said, observing the so-called Frost Moon Mountain. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Mu Chang nodded, and the two sat cross-legged, beginning to recover the large amount of Spiritual Power they had consumed earlier.

...

Luoxia Mountain.

After Cyan Ruo Sword House released the news, those cultivators gathered at Luoxia Mountain’s gate were indeed attracted away by ninety percent, leaving just a little over ten people.

After Shen Wen’an and Chu Yuanfeng arrived with five people, these dozen Loose Cultivators naturally understood the intention of Cyan Ruo Sword House and did not dare to linger further, all fleeing in a hurry.

"It is quite boring after all."

On the low mountain peak, the five stood holding swords, letting the night breeze lift their hair.

Chu Yuanfeng looked at the distant Luoxia Mountain covered by the Mountain Protection Array and smiled as he spoke.

Shen Wen’an nodded slightly.

He had initially thought that upon coming to Luoxia Mountain, he would be able to have a bout with some Loose Cultivators.

Who would have imagined that these people would be so timid, fleeing instantly upon seeing the mark representing Cyan Ruo Sword House on Chu Yuanfeng and the others.

"Senior Brother Chu, do we go back now or... stay here?"

Beside Shen Wen’an, a delicate youth spoke with a hint of disappointment.

Chu Yuanfeng pondered for a moment and said, "Let’s stay; consider it a sightseeing trip."

"The scenery of Luoxia Mountain isn’t bad either. We five will take turns on duty, and the rest can cultivate on-site if they wish."

Saying that, he glanced at Shen Wen’an and turned to the other three disciples of Cyan Ruo Sword House, "Brother Shen’s talent in Sword Dao is highly regarded by Senior Sister Lingshan. If your hands are itchy, you can spar with Brother Shen."

"Brother Chu."

Upon hearing this, Shen Wen’an looked at Chu Yuanfeng with a bitter smile, and he noticed the eager expressions in the eyes of the remaining three disciples of Cyan Ruo Sword House.

"Brother Shen, don’t refuse. It’s merely a spar."

"Although the three junior brothers have reached the Middle Stage of Fetal Breathing, they lack practical battle experience. I hope Brother Shen won’t be stingy with your guidance."

After a brief consideration, Shen Wen’an did not refuse.

He had had some insights into Sword Dao recently, so it was a good opportunity to try them out with the three of them.

Besides, the disciples of Cyan Ruo Sword House were all very skilled in Sword Skill.

The Tidal Sword Technique he had learned from Chu Yuanfeng last time benefited him greatly. Facing these three, he wanted to see if he could gain any new insights.

"Senior Brother Shen, please instruct us!"

The delicate youth who had just spoken, eyes filled with excitement, immediately clasped his sword and bowed.

Regarding Shen Wen’an, the three did not have the slightest disdain.

After all, his reputation had long been established, not to mention that Chu Yuanfeng had also lost to him before.

All three were curious about the strength gap between Sword Cultivators at the same Middle Stage of Fetal Breathing.

Shen Wen’an nodded, and the two leaped into the night sky.

"Senior Brother, how long do you think Junior Brother Wu can last?"

On the peak, a chubby young man in a loose, dark robe, carrying a Heavy Sword, asked curiously.

Another young man with delicate features and narrow eyes answered, "Senior Brother Wu, skilled in the Earth Guarding Sword Technique, should be able to hold out for..."

Boom!

Before he could finish his sentence, a low rumbling sound came from above!

Attracted by the sound, the three all looked up at the two battling in the sky.

In the night sky, traces of earth-yellow Spiritual Power scattered all around.

The young man named Wu that they were talking about was continuously pushed back until he retreated over a hundred yards before he could barely stabilize himself.

"Junior Brother Wu’s Earth Guarding Sword Technique... was broken with one move?!"

The Heavy Sword Fatty stood agape, filled with disbelief.

But Chu Yuanfeng just shook his head and smiled, "This guy’s strength has improved again..."

"The Earth Guarding Sword Technique is renowned for its defense, and Wu Yang’s mastery in it is profound, easily repelling the attacks of cultivators at the Late Stage of Fetal Breathing is not an issue."

"Yet, he couldn’t block a single strike."

As Chu Yuanfeng lamented, Wu Yang, who had been knocked back by Shen Wen’an’s single strike, returned with a serious face.

"Senior Brother Shen’s strength is truly admirable."