Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 280 - 194 and Chu Buyu team up (that’s all for today)_1

Chapter 280: 194 and Chu Buyu team up (that’s all for today)_1

The protective spirit light around the man in the green robe faded, and the urgent voice of Ice Flood Dragon True Person rang in the man’s ear, "Be careful of his spirit birds."

No sooner had the voice faded away than a Gold-Winged Windroc appeared, materializing above the head of the man in the green robe.

Its pair of sharp claws easily penetrated the man’s protective spirit light, and then his skull.

From the moment Shen Long took action to the death of the man in the green robe, not even five breaths had passed.

Ice Flood Dragon True Person was filled with terror, realizing he had underestimated the opponent’s strength.

Two ice flood dragons were entangled in battle, one drenched in blood, with scales falling off in abundance, its massive body knocking down towering trees as black roots, thick as human arms, burst from the ground, entwining the dragon’s body.

A massive red blade light shot forth, cleaving onto the ice flood dragon, emitting a muffled sound.

A flash of red light, and a massive enlarged red seal appeared out of nowhere, hovering above the ice flood dragon.

The Zyphyxial Seal, a treasure Shen Long had seized from an enemy.

The Zyphyxial Seal smashed down head-on. Against the flood dragon’s thick skin, ordinary dharma treasures were ineffective, but heavy treasures were an exception.

The ice flood dragon attempted to dodge, but a sharp, piercing shriek sounded by its ear, causing its head to feel heavy, slowing its reaction.

The Zyphyxial Seal struck the ice flood dragon’s head, the earth shook, and the mountains trembled.

At this time, Ice Flood Dragon True Person was dozens of miles away, knowing he was no match, he was busy fleeing for his life, unable to care about the ice flood dragon.

Ice Flood Dragon True Person’s expression was frantic as a gust of wind blew past, and Shen Long suddenly appeared, blocking his path.

Shen Long had a pair of golden wings about a zhang in size on his back, patting lightly, his hand gripping the Zyphyxial Blade, his face cold and stern.

With a swing of his blade, a massive red blade light swept out, heading straight for Ice Flood Dragon True Person.

Ice Flood Dragon True Person reacted quickly, summoning a golden flying knife about a foot long to shatter the red blade light, colliding with the Zyphyxial Blade and flying backwards.

A golden flame surged in his right hand, and with a palm strike, a massive golden palm flashed out, striking at Shen Long.

At the same time, a thick golden light curtain appeared on his body.

Shen Long’s wings fluttered lightly and he vanished from his spot.

Ice Flood Dragon True Person’s divine sense detected an astonishing surge of spiritual energy fluctuations approaching from behind.

He was about to dodge when a piercing shriek sounded in his ear, causing him to feel dizzy and disoriented, as if someone were hitting his head with a heavy object.

A red light shot forth, striking the golden light curtain, which shattered. Shen Long appeared out of nowhere behind Ice Flood Dragon True Person, slashing with his blade. The latter felt a chill on his neck; his head tumbled off, blood spurting several feet high.

Shen Long grabbed the headless corpse, landing on the ground.

He searched the body and found a golden storage bag, and the ice flood dragon came rushing over. Shen Long let it devour the body of Ice Flood Dragon True Person.

He took away the golden flying knife and returned to the dense forest with the ice flood dragon.

The ice flood dragon was dead. Shen Long summoned the Soul Refining Bowl, capturing its spirit soul, which was quite valuable as that of a third-stage flood dragon.

He extracted the demon core of the ice flood dragon and placed it in a green jade box.

He stripped the flood dragon’s skin, collected the essence blood, severed the claws, prepared to ask an artifact refiner for help with artifact refining, while letting the ice flood dragon devour the body.

Shen Long returned to the cave and took out the Formation Flag and Disk to set up the Formation.

After arranging the Formation, Shen Long struck a spell into a yellow-light-flashing Array Plate. A dazzling yellow light lit up from the ground, and the Golden Thunder Bamboo slowly shifted out of the soil.

Some of the roots broke, leaking a golden liquid.

He summoned the Qinglian Vase and cast a spell into it. The vase emitted a burst of cyan glow, enveloping the Golden Thunder Bamboo. The wounds immediately healed.

The Golden Thunder Bamboo visibly shrank in size and was swept up by the cyan glow into the Qinglian Vase.

Shen Long gestured with one hand, and the Qinglian Vase flew towards him, landing in his hand.

"So it is a supportive Spiritual Treasure, used for transplanting rare Spirit Wood and Spiritual Medicine. No wonder it was stored here."

Shen Long muttered to himself, his face showing a contemplative expression.

The Qinglian Vase is a supportive Spiritual Treasure, useful only for transplanting rare Spirit Wood and Spiritual Medicine. It was probably left here for the transplanting of this Golden Thunder Bamboo.

It’s unknown where the Cultivators from the Five Dragon Sect found a Golden Thunder Bamboo, but it ended up benefiting Shen Long.

He planned to transplant the Golden Thunder Bamboo to the third floor of the Spirit Control Tower, where he could take a portion when needed and ask an Artifact Refiner for help to craft it into a treasure.

He left the cave, and the Tree Person, Gold-Winged Fire Ants, the Fire Qilin Beast, Gold-Winged Windroc, Ice Flood Dragon, and Iron Tail Scorpion gathered around him.

"Are there any other places with restrictions?"

Shen Long asked.

"I only know about these two places, not sure about the others. Maybe there are! Shall the master search again?"

The Tree Person suggested.

Shen Long put the Ice Flood Dragon and the others back into the Spirit Beast Bag and released the Hundred Eyes Cicada. The eyes of the cicada emitted a blinding golden light as it flew towards the southeast.

Shen Long and the Tree Person followed closely behind, disappearing into the dense forest.

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Three Immortals Island, a secluded manor.

Jiang Yan was sitting in a cyan stone pavilion, listening to a report from a medium-built man in blue robes.

"The Five Dragon Secret Realm? Finally found it. I’ll lead the team personally. I hope we can obtain that Spiritual Treasure."

Jiang Yan said excitedly.

"Master Aunt Jiang, what kind of Spiritual Treasure is so precious?"

The man in blue robes asked curiously.

"It is said to be an auxiliary Spiritual Treasure that can transplant rare Spirit Wood and Spiritual Medicine. If the growth of Spiritual Medicine and Spirit Wood is hindered, they can be taken into the Qinglian Vase for nurturing, thereby enhancing their vitality, which is very helpful for cultivating Spirit Plants,"

Jiang Yan explained.

"So it is an auxiliary Spiritual Treasure, no wonder the Nascent Soul Cultivators of the Five Dragon Sect didn’t carry it with them personally."

The man in blue robes suddenly understood.

"Do not underestimate this treasure. Some rare Spirit Plants cannot be easily moved from their original growing locations, such as the Ten Great Spiritual Woods. With the Qinglian Vase, transplanting rare Spirit Wood and Spiritual Medicine is no longer an issue. Alright, enough talk, let’s set off immediately."

Jiang Yan flicked her sleeve, and a blue light flickering non-stop emerged as a flying shuttle.

She walked forward, and the man in blue followed.

Jiang Yan formed a spell with her hands, and the blue flying shuttle shone with a dazzling blue light as it soared into the sky, quickly leaving Three Immortals Island.

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Inside the Five Dragon Secret Realm, amidst a rolling green mountain range, a deafening boom emanated from deep within the mountains.

Deep in the mountain range, Shen Long stood at the foot of a high peak, surrounded by dust and smoke.

The Hundred Eyes Cicada discovered a restriction here and did not hesitate to attack it.

As the dust cleared, Shen Long saw Chu Buyu.

"It’s you!"

Chu Buyu’s face showed a guardful expression, thinking that Shen Long had come to hunt her down.

"So, it’s Fairy Chu!"

Shen Long voiced his confusion, as he had thought it was merely a restriction and had not expected to find Chu Buyu hiding here.

"How do you know my surname is Chu? Do you recognize me?"

Chu Buyu asked, puzzled.

"The one hunting you mentioned it. I am looking for a way to leave the Secret Realm; I did not expect to stumble upon Fairy Chu’s hiding place. It was a misunderstanding,"

Shen Long explained.

"A way to leave the Secret Realm? I know of a place where there might be a way to leave."

Chu Buyu said.

"Where is it? I only wish to leave this place, and I have no ill intentions,"

Shen Long said, knowing that Chu Buyu, as a disciple of a Nascent Soul Cultivator, might have some trump cards.

He had already obtained the complete Nine Transformations Flood Dragon Art, as well as a Spiritual Treasure, the Qinglian Vase, and other resources, which satisfied him.

"Swear by your inner demon! How do I know you won’t go back on your word?"

Chu Buyu said; Shen Long had asked her to swear an oath by her inner demon earlier, which she had not forgotten.

"I have said that I have no ill intentions towards Fairy Chu, and I keep my word. I do not like taking oaths upon my inner demon,"

Shen Long said seriously.

"No, how can I know you won’t go back on your word? If you’re innocent, why not swear by your inner demon?"

Chu Buyu said, frowning.

Shen Long’s brows furrowed, and with a flip of his right hand, the Soul Refining Bowl appeared in his grasp.

"Fairy Chu, must you force my hand? My finding you was not a coincidence. Even without your help, I could find that place after some more time. I am but a nobody, while you are the disciple of a Nascent Soul Cultivator; are you willing to die here?"

Shen Long said meaningfully.

Chu Buyu pondered for a moment before speaking, "Fine! I hope you won’t regret it. If you dare attack me, I’ll drag you down with me, even if it costs me my life."

"I have no such intentions, or else I would have attacked directly,"

Shen Long stated earnestly.

"Come with me!"

Chu Buyu turned into a red escape light and took off into the sky towards the southwest.

Shen Long stamped his right foot on the ground, turning into a red escape light and following her.

Half a day later, they appeared above a lush green peak. A blue stone stair stretched from the base to the top of the mountain, shrouded in white fog that obscured whatever lay beneath it.

At the base of the mountain stood a blue stone stele, covered with moss, with the hardly discernible words "Five Dragon Peak" inscribed upon it.

"There’s a gravity restriction here. Only those with sufficiently strong physical bodies can ascend the mountain,"

Chu Buyu said.

"A strong body, eh!"

Shen Long nodded.

It seemed that the members of the Five Dragon Sect had been thorough in their planning; cultivators who practiced the Nine Transformations Flood Dragon Art were endowed with exceptionally strong bodies.

First, he summoned a third-rank puppet beast and made it walk up the mountain, but after taking only a few steps, it was unable to proceed any further.

"I told you there’s a gravity restriction. Are you that cautious?"

Chu Buyu said with a tone of annoyance.

"Better safe than sorry!"

Shen Long chuckled and put away the third-rank puppet beast, striding up the mountain.

Reaching halfway up the mountain, he immediately felt a powerful force of gravity, as if a thousand-zhang peak had been placed upon his shoulders, and his pace slowed.

His body radiated a bright red light, and scales appeared one by one as he continued to walk upward.

"The Nine Transformations Flood Dragon Art!"

Chu Buyu realized suddenly. It made sense why the stranger wanted the cultivation method of the Nine Transformations Flood Dragon Art—it was because he was cultivating that very art.

When Shen Long reached halfway up the mountain, a white spirit beast bag at his waist stirred.

"Not good, they’ve followed me here. There’s a Core Formation Great Perfection cultivator,"

Shen Long said, frowning.

"Only one person. I’ll hold him off for a while; you break the formation as quickly as you can. I can’t hold him off for long."

Chu Buyu said.

With a nod, Shen Long quickened his pace and entered the white fog.

A red escape light appeared in the distant sky, pausing momentarily—it was Lin Yan.