Now that we know a great calamity is about to descend, giving them early warning to prepare is a responsibility to our allies.
Shen Chongxuan turned around, cupped his hands, and hurriedly left the Black Water Pavilion.
In the corner, Shen Li slowly opened her eyes.
"Grandfather..."
Looking at Shen Yuan’s slightly stooped figure, she softly called out.
Shen Yuan turned around, a slight smile appearing on his face as he said, "No need to worry, no need to be anxious, just focus on your cultivation."
The younger generation is the hope for the family’s rise, and in his heart, he has already prepared for the worst-case scenario.
If it truly cos to an unavoidable situation, then we must find a way to preserve a sliver of the Shen Family’s bloodline, to continue the inheritance.
In this way, this life would not have been lived in vain.
...
Cyan Ruo Sword House, Thousand Feet Cliff.
In the Bamboo Forest Hut, Huang Lingshan looked at Shen Chongming before her and spoke gently, "Observing your aura, it’s remarkably refined, far surpassing those Fetal Breathing cultivators practicing Righteous Techniques."
"It seems you must have had so remarkable opportunities."
After a mont of thought, Shen Chongming cupped his hands and said, "To be honest, Aunt, Chongming obtained a True Technique inheritance from the Seven Sages Mountain Secret Realm and used Upper Grade Innate Spiritual Qi, compatible with his Spirit Root, to forge an Immortal Embryo, thus achieving this accomplishnt."
After learning Huang Lingshan’s identity, he did not intend to conceal anything and directly explained his situation.
Huang Lingshan nodded and continued, "In terms of cultivation techniques, Aunt has nothing much to assist you with."
"However..."
A flash of light appeared in her hand, directly revealing an arrow exuding a fierce aura!
The entire arrow was a purple-black color, with several runes containing mysterious aura etched on its surface, and through Divine Sense observation, one could sense a faint scorching aura.
"I heard from your third uncle that you’ve been practicing archery since childhood, and this arrow was sothing Aunt obtained from an ancient ruin."
"It’s a pity that the bow paired with this arrow was snatched away by an elder from the Yinhe Sect. Without a well-matched bow, the arrow’s power would be greatly diminished."
Shen Chongming’s gaze never left the arrow from the mont it appeared in her hand.
He could sense the aura emanating from this arrow was even stronger than his Silent Guest Longbow.
It seed that just this arrow alone had reached the level of a Middle Grade Magical Artifact!
"Chongming has a Great Bow."
"It was a gift from my third uncle, though it is of lower grade, it is still a decent bow."
As he spoke, he took out the Silent Guest Spiritual Artifact nurtured within his internal thunder pool.
The bow, originally made of white bone, displayed several azure lightning patterns, and the entire bow seed to have undergone so changes.
Seeing this, Shen Wen’an was sowhat surprised.
He rembered this Great Bow well.
Back in the day, a Qi Cultivation Fourth Layer Cultivator from the Western Wilderness relied on this Great Bow to ambush and kill Shen Chongming’s grandfather, Huang Qingzhou.
Afterward, he personally took action to slay that cultivator and confiscated this Great Bow.
But he recalled that the bow did not originally look like this.
Huang Lingshan took the Silent Guest Longbow and, with a doubtful expression, asked, "Have you cultivated the Spirit-Bearing Technique?"
Spirit-Bearing?
Shen Chongming shook his head slightly and replied, "Nephew is not aware of it; it was only after breaking through to the Fetal Breathing stage that I could naturally store and nurture this magical artifact within the Dantian."
He sowhat understood that what Huang Lingshan referred to as the Spirit-Bearing Technique should be a capability inherently possessed by the internal thunder pool.
"Indeed."
"This Great Bow is quite promising, crafted from the breastbone of a Late Stage Fetal Breathing Demon Flood Dragon Rhinoceros. With proper nurturing, it has a chance to beco a Middle Grade Magical Artifact."
After handing the Silent Guest Longbow back to Shen Chongming, she added, "A bow and arrow excel in long-range attacks, but if soone closes in on you, it becos dangerous."
"Hence, Aunt will gift you sothing for self-defense."
Huang Lingshan stood up and walked to the bamboo house. After a mont, she returned with an erald green Bamboo Sword.
"This Bamboo Sword is crafted from the body of a Heaven-Reaching Sword Bamboo. It was sothing Aunt used to carry, imbued with pure Cyan Bamboo Sword Intent."
"Now, I gift it to you. Carry it with you when you travel in the future."
"If a strong cultivator in the Golden Core Realm tries to trouble you, you can show them this."
"If they don’t wish to beco mortal enemies with Aunt, they won’t dare to easily make a move on you."
Looking at the erald green Cyan Bamboo Longsword in her hand, Shen Chongming did not reach out to take it.
"Aunt gifting the sword you carry, what about yourself..."
Huang Lingshan gently placed the sword into his hands with a slight smile, saying, "At Aunt’s level..."
She pointed lightly, causing a bamboo leaf beside her to slowly rise to her fingertip.
Pure Sword Intent and potent Sword Essence surged, transforming the bamboo leaf instantly into a sharp longsword, its aura even more formidable than the erald green Cyan Bamboo Longsword!
"Everything can be a sword."
"So, Aunt does not need this longsword anymore."
Seeing this, although Shen Chongming was still sowhat hesitant in his heart, he ultimately said nothing more.
Shen Wen’an quietly watched the two, his heart overwheld with emotion.
Lingshan Sword Immortal seed to possess more divinity than humanity’s coldness, yet she was still closer to her nephew.
"Thunder Attribute Spirit Roots are quite rare, hence Thunder Techniques are hard to find in the Cultivation Realm."
"Aunt will keep an eye out for any news about Thunder Techniques in Danzhou and, if I find any, I will retrieve and keep them for you, to be given to you when the opportunity arises."
After gifting the sword, she continued speaking.
"Thank you, Aunt."
Shen Chongming respectfully cupped his hands.
After this, the three engaged in a brief conversation. But when the sun hung high in the sky, Shen Wen’an stood up and said, "Senior Sister, it’s getting late. Chongming and I need to head back to Yangnao Land."
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