Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 267 - 183 Agreement_1

Chapter 267: 183 Agreement_1

Thousands of miles away, a blue escape light appeared in the distant horizon, rapidly flying towards a small island.

Before long, the blue escape light halted above the island, revealing the figure of Lu Qian.

On his back were a pair of blue wings, shimmering with light, not solid but ethereal.

With a flash of blue light, the ethereal wings disappeared, and a dimly glowing blue talisman fell off his body, the blue talisman combusted without wind, burning to ashes.

"It’s really strange, that someone actually helped me."

Lu Qian talked to himself, full of confusion.

Had it not been for someone’s help, he would surely have been dead.

A powerful divine sense swept past Lu Qian, causing him to startle. Just as he was about to cast a spell to continue his escape, a whirlwind blew by, and a blue-robed young man with ordinary features and a pair of golden wings on his back appeared out of thin air.

The blue-robed young man was none other than Shen Long, but he had altered his appearance using the Shape-Shifting Lock.

"Who are you?"

Lu Qian, with a face full of wariness, flipped his right hand, and with a flash of blue light, a staff flickering with blue light appeared in his hand.

"Hand over the complete ’Nine Transformations Flood Dragon Art’, I don’t want to kill. Give me the technique, and I will leave."

Shen Long said, releasing the Ice Flood Dragon.

He wasn’t sure if Lu Qian had a Spiritual Treasure and decided to be cautious.

Seeing the Ice Flood Dragon, Lu Qian’s eyes were filled with apprehension, and he said, "I do not have the complete ’Nine Transformations Flood Dragon Art’; I am willing to swear an oath on my demon heart."

He immediately swore an oath on his demon heart. With Shen Long possessing a third-order Flood Dragon, Lu Qian had no confidence in defeating Shen Long.

"Are you a descendant of the Five Dragon Sect?"

Shen Long asked, frowning.

"My ancestor was the Protector Elder of the Five Dragon Sect. Indeed, I practice the ’Nine Transformations Flood Dragon Art’. I only have the methods for the first eight layers. If I hide even half a word, my cultivation will regress, and I will never be able to enter the Nascent Soul Stage."

Lu Qian said earnestly.

"What do Heavenly Fiend Island and the Three Immortals Sect want with you?"

Shen Long continued to inquire.

He had originally planned to take action against Lu Qian a few days later, but the people from the Three Immortals Sect got ahead of him. If Shen Long hadn’t intervened, Lu Qian would have been killed.

Shen Long wasn’t acting out of a sudden burst of kindness. If the Three Immortals Sect people had killed Lu Qian, Shen Long would have to face six Core Formation Cultivators, and he was not confident about snatching something from the hands of six Core Formation Cultivators.

Lu Qian’s brows were tightly furrowed, and his face showed hesitation.

"You had better answer my questions honestly. I’ve said I don’t want to kill anyone, but if you think of deceiving me, think carefully before you speak," Shen Long’s tone grew stern.

The Ice Flood Dragon bared its fangs and claws, spewing a beam of white light that struck the sea, instantly freezing it, with the ice layer spreading rapidly.

"They are after the Five Dragon Secret Realm! A secret realm left behind by the Five Dragon Sect. This secret realm was a contingency plan, holding numerous resources, including the complete ’Nine Transformations Flood Dragon Art’. However, my strength is not enough to open the entrance; only I know where the entrance is."

Lu Qian explained.

As long as he was of use, they wouldn’t kill him.

"Unable to open the entrance? Why is that? Even you can’t open it?"

Shen Long wondered.

"If I could have opened it, I would have done so long ago. Do you have any interest in collaborating with me to open the entrance together?"

Lu Qian proposed.

"Just you and me? Aren’t you afraid I’ll kill you?"

Shen Long asked with a smile that did not quite reach his eyes.

"Of course not. There are other cultivators too. The barrier at the entrance is quite unique. If five Core Formation Cultivators work together, perhaps they can break through the barrier," Lu Qian explained.

"Now? You’re not trying to trick me, are you?"

Shen Long spoke with a frown.

"I need time to contact others. If you trust me, we’ll meet here in a year. If you don’t, then kill me. The secret realm has existed for a long time without an Array Master’s maintenance. The space is unstable and will collapse over time. If I die, no one will know where the Five Dragon Secret Realm is."

Lu Qian said.

"I can let you go, but first you must swear an oath on your inner demons. If you go treasure hunting with others or plot against me beforehand, your cultivation will regress, especially when you’re attempting to hit the Nascent Soul Stage, where the power of the inner demons greatly intensifies."

Shen Long put forward his demands.

Lu Qian agreed and made an oath there and then.

"Fellow Daoist should also make an oath! How would I know if you won’t bring other experts over?"

Lu Qian said.

"I won’t bring anyone else, my word is my bond. I also hope that fellow Daoist wouldn’t lie. Otherwise, the next time we meet, it’ll be a fight to the death. Oh, and you’d better check if someone has tampered with your belongings, especially your materials, as they’ve used a tracking artifact to locate you."

Shen Long warned.

Before the Cultivator of the Three Immortals Sect took action against Lu Qian, Shen Long had already detected them using the Hundred Eyes Cicada, seeing that they employed a treasure to find Lu Qian.

He took back the Ice Flood Dragon into the Spirit Beast Bag, patted a white-colored Spirit Beast Bag hanging by his waist to let the Pursuing Spirit Beast remember Lu Qian’s Divine Sense, and with a gentle flap of the golden wings on his back, he vanished from the spot.

Lu Qian let out a long sigh of relief. He landed on the island and poured everything out of his Storage Bag, carefully examining and crushing piece by piece of the ore.

After crushing a blue ore, a piece of Golden Jade Stone fell out.

"Ziyang Stone! No wonder."

Lu Qian suddenly realized.

He tossed the Ziyang Stone into the sea, gathered up the items on the ground, and turned into an Escape Light that broke through the air, leaving the place.

...

On an island that closely resembled a crescent moon, there was a grand city with walls a thousand feet high, and the signboard above the city gates read "Star Moon Marketplace" in silver characters.

A blue Escape Light appeared in the distant sky, and after a flash, it stopped, revealing a Blue Flying Boat with Shen Long standing on it.

After parting with Lu Qian, he rushed to Star Moon Marketplace as quickly as possible.

According to his calculations, the auction had not yet started.

Shen Long put away the Blue Flying Boat and entered the Star Moon Marketplace.

The streets were wide and bright, flanked by various shops, mostly dealing in Monster Beasts Materials, with many Cultivators coming and going.

Shen Long wandered around, seeing many curious and strange items, but since they were of little help to Cultivation, he did not purchase any.

When he passed an intersection, Shen Long sensed something and quickened his pace, arriving at a seven-story cyan pavilion with a signboard that read "Cloud Wind Pavilion."

Shen Long walked in. The hall was spacious and well-lit, with groups of Foundation Establishment Cultivators sitting and chatting over tea; the shopkeeper was a woman in her forties wearing a blue dress with the Cultivation of the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment.

Shen Long approached her and produced the Wind Listening Token.

The woman in the blue dress saw the Wind Listening Token, her expression tightened, and she said, "Senior, the person you are looking for is in the back courtyard. Please follow me."

Shen Long followed the woman in the blue dress to the back courtyard where there was a hexagonal cyan Stone Pavilion. A tall and thin young man in a cyan robe was sitting inside, his aura indicating a Middle Stage of Core Formation.

The woman’s lips moved slightly, the cyan-robed young man nodded, gestured her to leave.

"I am Lin Sen. What information does fellow Daoist wish to inquire about?"

The cyan-robed young man spoke.

"Where in the Outer Sea can one find a third-tier Flood Dragon?"

Shen Long asked.

Third-tier Flood Dragon Essence Blood was to be auctioned off, but Shen Long was not entirely sure he could secure it.

Cloud Wind Pavilion was a branch of Wind Listening Tower, and since the Wind Listening Token responded, Shen Long had come knocking.

"A third-tier Flood Dragon? I’ll need time to collect information. Seven days is the limit, with a deposit of ten thousand Spirit Stones. If there’s news, the rest forty thousand will be paid. How about that?"

Lin Sen said.

Shen Long nodded, paid ten thousand Spirit Stones, and left his contact details.

Exiting the Cloud Wind Pavilion, Shen Long casually strolled along the street.