Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 146 - 146 92 selected as one of the Top 72 Beauties_2

146: 92 selected as one of the Top 72 Beauties_2 146: 92 selected as one of the Top 72 Beauties_2 “If he’s all right, he can come to Tianhu Peak to find me.

I’ll arrange some work for him, and he won’t be treated unfairly,”

Shen Long instructed.

He needed manpower to gather information and collect intelligence, and Lin Shan was a good candidate.

“Yes, thank you, Uncle Shen, for the promotion.

I’ll send him over tonight.

If you have any orders, just say the word, and he will do his best to assist Uncle Shen,”

Lin Cheng said with an irrepressible smile, his expression excited.

There were tens of thousands of Qi Refining Cultivators in the Spirt Control Sect; having a Foundation Establishment Cultivator looking out for them would make life much easier.

Shen Long gave a few more instructions and then left Qingcan Court and arrived at the door of Green Peach Courtyard, where he sent a Sound Transmission Talisman.

Before long, the courtyard gate opened, and Sun Sen came out.

Feeling Shen Long’s powerful Spirit Pressure, a flash of surprise crossed his eyes, and he quickly bowed in greeting, saying, “Disciple pays his respects to Uncle Shen.”

“Senior Brother Sun, there’s no need to be so formal.

I was away on a trip for a while and have just returned today,”

Shen Long said with a smile.

“Uncle Shen is joking.

I wouldn’t dare to address you as a peer,”

Sun Sen said respectfully.

“I am now residing in Qinglian Garden on Tianhu Peak.

You can come to Qinglian Garden for tea, and if you need my help with anything, feel free to ask.

This is a small token of my regard; Master Nephew Sun will find it useful.”

Shen Long took out two green porcelain bottles and passed them to Sun Sen.

He always remembered those who had helped him.

With his current wealth and status, taking care of a few Qi Refining Cultivators was not a problem.

“Thank you, Uncle Shen.

On behalf of Furong, I thank you,”

Sun Sen said gratefully, accepting the two green porcelain bottles.

After chatting for a while, Shen Long returned to Tianhu Peak, just in time to see Wang Yumei coming out of Qinglian Garden.

“Junior Brother Shen, you’re back,”

Wang Yumei said with a slight smile, greeting Shen Long.

“I’ve finished my business and have just returned.

Are you still cultivating Spiritual Medicine, Senior Sister Wang?”

Shen Long inquired.

“No, I’ve just harvested the Spiritual Medicine.

Now that you’ve returned, I’ll hand back Qinglian Garden to you.

Here is the entry token.

I’ve raised some Spirit Fish as well, and haven’t fished them out yet.

If you’re interested, Junior Brother Shen, you can catch some to eat,”

Wang Yumei returned the token to Shen Long and offered warmly.

“Thank you for your kindness, Senior Sister Wang.

I don’t plan to do anything with the Spirit Field or the fish pond for the time being, but you should clear them out as soon as you can,”

Shen Long replied.

“Alright, absolutely.

Would seven days be enough time?”

Wang Yumei asked.

“There’s no need to rush so much, give it a month!

Senior Sister Wang can take her time,”

Shen Long responded.

“Thank you so much, Junior Brother Shen,”

Wang Yumei thanked him.

They chatted briefly, and then Shen Long returned to Qinglian Garden.

Wang Yumei had planted a batch of Spirit Fruit trees, as well as Spiritual Medicine and Spirit Fish.

Shen Long pushed open the door to Qinglian Pavilion and entered.

The floor was covered in dust, indicating Wang Yumei hadn’t entered the pavilion.

He cleaned up briefly, entered a secret chamber, and took out a blue Storage Bag.

Giving the bag a shake with the opening facing down, a streak of blue light swept by, and a large pile of items appeared on the floor.

Shen Long had slain over fifty cultivators from the Xu Family, obtaining more than ninety thousand Spirit Stones, and he now possessed over two hundred thousand of them—a rich haul, indeed—along with two Dharma Treasures.

He now had a superb Magic Artifact, the Lihuo Banner, twelve top-grade Magic Artifacts, three for defense, seven for attack, one for assistance, one for flying, and plenty of Artifact Refining materials.

Shen Long flicked his sleeve, and over thirty thousand Gold Ants flew out.

They had helped kill Xu Yunfeng and others, but had lost more than two thousand of their number.

He planned to increase the cultivation of the Gold Ants and their numbers, providing more assistance in the future.

Shen Long took out a batch of Artifact Refining materials and let the Gold Ants gnaw on them.

He entered the Spirt Control Tower to feed the Fire Rock Beast, the Gold-Winged Windroc, the Iron Tail Scorpion, the Green-Eyed Spirit Fox, the Hundred Eyes Cicada, and the Snow Wind Sparrow.

When he exited the Spirt Control Tower, the Gold Ants had already consumed all the Artifact Refining materials.

He stored the Gold Ants back into the Spirit Beast bag and sat down cross-legged to start cultivating.

…

In Zhao Country, the Golden Bamboo Mountain Range stretched for tens of thousands of miles and was the ancestral land of the Liu Family.

Deep within the Golden Bamboo Mountain Range, a huge fortress could be seen, with three large characters on its signboard: “Liu Family Fort.”

In a secret chamber lined with mysterious black runes on the stone walls, and with a chill wind blowing, a tall elder in a gray robe was seated cross-legged on a black jade bed.

Opposite him sat a green-faced, fanged Corpse Refinement creature, its hair bristling while its claws made contact with the elder’s palms.

The gray-robed elder’s eyes were slightly closed, and his body was enveloped in a black glow.

After a while, a Sound Transmission Talisman flew in.

The elder in grey robes dissipated the black halo on the surface of his body, opened his eyes, and released a long breath of turbid air.

He opened his mouth and spat out a streak of black light that hit the Sound Transmission Talisman.

As the Sound Transmission Talisman burst into flames a loud male voice transmitted, “Elder ancestor, the Xu Family has discovered a Jinlang Jade mine vein in the Green Cloud Mountain Range.

According to their preliminary exploration, it’s at least a medium-sized vein.”

“A medium-sized Jinlang Jade vein!”

The elder in grey robes was somewhat surprised and hastily took out a messaging plate that flickered with black light.

After inputting a spell, he asked, “Ruixin, what exactly is going on?

The Xu Family has found a Jinlang Jade mine and they so kindly reported it to us?”

“They accidentally leaked the news; most of the clan members stationed at the Jinlang Jade vein were killed, only a few Qi Refining Cultivators escaped the disaster.”

Liu Ruixin reported.

“Killed?

How many cultivators did they send to guard the vein?”

The elder in grey robes pressed on.

Liu Yuguang, Core Formation Middle Stage.

“Five Foundation Establishment Cultivators and over fifty Qi Refining Cultivators, along with a second-tier formation.

The Qi Refining Cultivators who had a stroke of luck and escaped didn’t know who the enemy was nor their number.

They had been ordered to seek out an infiltrator.

When they returned, they found that most of their clanspeople had been killed.”

Liu Ruixin reported.

“Report to the Hundred Ghosts Sect!”

Liu Yuguang instructed.

“What?

Report to the Hundred Ghosts Sect?

Elder ancestor, this is a medium-sized Jinlang Jade vein.

If we take down this vein ourselves, our family will grow even faster.”

Liu Ruixin said reluctantly.

“I am aware of all that you say.

The Green Cloud Mountain Range is located on the border of Qin Country and Zhao Country.

If it happens to be cultivators from the Five Sects of Qin Country who killed the Xu Family’s cultivators, and we go to occupy the vein, wouldn’t we have to face the Five Sects of Qin Country?

Even if we take a step back and it’s not the cultivators from Qin Country, if the enemies are from Zhao Country, we can’t monopolize it.

Report to the Hundred Ghosts Sect!

The risk is the smallest, and the profit is not bad either.”

Liu Yuguang analyzed slowly.

“Yes, elder ancestor, I will notify the Hundred Ghosts Sect immediately.”

Liu Ruixin complied.

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Time flies, and half a year passed quickly.

Tianhu Peak, Qinglian Garden.

Shen Long sat within a green stone pavilion, while Lin Shan, Sun Furong, and a frail white-robed young girl stood beside him, looking respectful.

“Lin Shan, Shen’s Grocery Store will be managed by you.

Junior Brother Sun, Junior Sister Mu, you two are responsible for paying attention to information within and outside the sect,” Shen Long said.

The girl in the white dress was Mu Bing, Sun Furong’s cousin, also a Qi Refining Cultivator.

Shen Long had opened a grocery store, mainly dealing in elixirs, and also purchasing alchemy materials and artifact refining materials.

He was now establishing the framework, creating a group to serve him, so he could devote more energy and time to cultivation and alchemy.

“Yes, Uncle Shen,” Lin Shan and the others complied, their expressions respectful.

Shen Long was generous with rewards, and they were all willing to work for him.

Shen Long took out a messaging plate that flickered with blue light and input a spell, Chen Qingqing’s voice rang out, “Junior Brother Shen, please come to Shadow Peak immediately, Master Uncle Li has something to discuss with you.”

“Alright, Senior Sister Chen, I will be right there,” Shen Long responded and put away the messaging plate.

“You all can go ahead with your tasks!” Shen Long waved his hand, signaling them to leave.

He summoned the Snow Wind Sparrow and stepped onto its back.

With a gentle flutter of its wings, the Snow Wind Sparrow took off, soaring into the sky.

It didn’t take long for him to arrive at Shadow Peak, where he met Li Hua at Shadow Palace.

A clean-faced golden-robed elder sat to one side, his aura suggesting that he too was a Core Formation Cultivator.

“Disciple pays respects to Master Uncle Li, Master Uncle He,” Shen Long bowed deeply, his expression respectful.

“Shen Shizhu recognizes me?” the golden-robed elder asked with some surprise.

“I have heard of Master Uncle He,” Shen Long replied.

The golden-robed elder was He Xin, a major official in the Spirt Control Sect’s Executive Hall.

Shen Long had not met He Xin in person but had heard about him several times from Qian Dafu.

“Shen Shizhu, I have two pieces of good news for you.

Our sect has successfully taken down the Jinlang Jade vein, and by the order of the Sect Leader, you have been successfully selected as one of the Seventy-Two Chosen Disciples,” Li Hua said smilingly.

“Among the new disciples, you are the fastest to be selected as one of the Seventy-Two Chosen Disciples.

Congratulations, Shen Shizhu!

Keep it up, accomplish even greater feats in the future.

Here is your new benefit,” He Xin said, and took out a golden Storage Bag, handing it over to Shen Long.