Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 316 - 229 Five years (gone today)_1

Chapter 316: 229 Five years (gone today)_1

Spring passed and autumn came, and five years quickly went by.

In Refuse Barbarian City, the streets were bustling with people, and it wasn’t rare to see cultivators missing arms or legs.

The Human Clan cultivators had been at war with the Barbarian Tribe for over five years. It began with major battles every three days, with high-level cultivators from both sides clashing fiercely, but as time passed, the losses on both sides grew. Battles shifted from every three days to every five, and from every five to every ten.

Now, they only fought once a month, with casualties on both sides. Overall, the Human Clan had the upper hand.

Immortal Gathering Tower, the largest teahouse in Refuse Barbarian City.

The second floor was packed, teeming with Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

Qian Dafu was among them, chatting with other cultivators.

"Taoist Friend Qian, why hasn’t Senior Shen from the Spirit Control Sect taken action again? Could it be that he was injured in the last major battle?"

A curious Foundation Establishment Cultivator asked.

When the war began, Shen Long had slain five Core Formation cultivators in succession, which greatly boosted his reputation. However, since then, he had stopped participating in battles.

"Uncle Shen is an alchemist. By refining high-grade elixirs, he can save more seniors, and his contributions are not small. Don’t believe the rumors from outside," Qian Dafu explained.

Of course, he was well aware that Shen Long had participated in multiple combats, slaying quite a few Core Formation Stage Barbarian cultivators, simply altering his appearance each time.

"Right, in the last big battle, there was a senior who fought a Core Formation Late Stage Barbarian and wasn’t at a disadvantage. He even killed the opponent. Do you know the origins of this senior?"

"Never heard of it! I asked many Taoist friends, but none know this person," replied one cultivator as the topic amongst the cultivators shifted, and they began chatting about other things.

In a secret chamber, the stone walls were engraved with profound fire attribute symbols, and the temperature inside was very high.

Lin Yutong sat cross-legged on a blue cushion, fixated on the blue alchemy furnace not far from her, swallowed by a mass of white flames that engulfed nearly half of the furnace, filling the room with a thick medicinal scent.

Shen Long stood by, silent.

In these past five years, he had killed many Core Formation Stage Barbarian cultivators, each time disguised, using either magical treasures, his physical body, or Spirit Insects and Spirit Beasts, seizing the moment to retreat immediately to Refuse Barbarian City after killing a few enemies.

As such, Shen Long’s presence had greatly diminished. Even if some Barbarian cultivators recognized his identity, it would be useless—Shen Long would have already returned to Refuse Barbarian City.

With a large number of Human Cultivators gathered in Refuse Barbarian City, including many Core Formation Cultivators with profound Divine Skills, Shen Long’s reputation for killing Barbarian cultivators in disguise went relatively unnoticed among the Human Clan.

He only acted once every few months, always disguised, never lingering in the fight, killing a few Core Formation cultivators before heading back to Refuse Barbarian City, earning a significant amount of Kind Attribute and wealth.

Besides killing Barbarian cultivators and practicing alchemy, Shen Long also guided Lin Yutong in alchemy.

After a while, Lin Yutong changed her spell, retracted the white flame, and opened the furnace lid.

Shen Long stepped forward and saw three golden elixirs in the furnace, each with nine pill patterns on their surface.

"High-grade elixirs, not bad. Fairy Lin, you’ve made great progress," Shen Long commended.

He had not truly guided Lin Yutong for long, but her foundation was solid. Her level of alchemy was not low, and it was only a matter of time before she would be able to refine high-grade elixirs.

According to Lin Yutong, they were Loose Cultivators, but Shen Long did not agree with this statement. The Ice Silkworm True Person did not wish to elaborate, and Shen Long did not press the matter.

"Thanks to Taoist Friend Shen’s guidance, otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to refine high-grade elixirs this quickly," Lin Yutong said gratefully.

"Fairy Lin, you overpraise me. Your alchemy skills are not low, and even without my guidance, it wouldn’t have taken you long to refine high-grade elixirs," Shen Long replied.

"That’s not something you can just say. It’s precisely because of your guidance that I avoided many detours. These three third-stage late period Monster Beasts’ demon cores are a small token of my appreciation, please don’t scorn them," Lin Yutong offered, taking out a blue jade box and handing it to Shen Long.

Shen Long opened it and saw three white demon cores inside. After expressing his thanks, he accepted them.

He took out a red Messaging Plate, inputted a spell, and his brow furrowed.

"Fairy Lin, I have some matters to attend to, please excuse me."

After saying this, Shen Long hurriedly walked towards the outside.

He arrived outside and saw Ice Silkworm True Person and Han Yuwei chatting in the Stone Pavilion.

"Master, Madam Han, I have an urgent matter to take care of, so I’ll take my leave first. Fairy Lin can now produce high-quality elixirs, her talent is commendable."

After greeting them, Shen Long quickly left.

Returning to the Spirt Control Garden, he went to Liu Zi’an’s residence, where Liu Zi’an sat beside a stone table with Xu Yang standing beside him, his expression respectful.

"Disciple pays respects to Master Uncle Liu."

Shen Long bowed respectfully.

"Junior Brother Shen, we have a group of wounded personnel that need to be transported back to the headquarters. As Junior Brother Han’s injuries have not yet healed, I plan for you and Junior Brother Xu to escort the injured back to headquarters, and bring back another group of disciples while you’re at it," Master Uncle Liu got straight to the point.

In the last major battle, Red Flood Dragon True Person was wounded by Tie Xiao and was still recuperating. Since the start of the hostilities, the Spirt Control Sect had reinforced their numbers several times, suffering significant losses.

"Transporting the injured?"

Shen Long was slightly taken aback.

This task wasn’t difficult, and surely didn’t require him to be a messenger?

"Junior Brother Shen, a group of Barbarian Cultivators have been causing chaos in the territory of our Human Clan, attacking key points everywhere, especially targeting troops and supply convoys. For safety reasons, that’s why I’ve asked you to make this trip; otherwise, I would have sent someone else," Liu Zi’an explained, discerning the confusion in Shen Long’s mind.

Shen Long was powerful, and if not for the injuries suffered by Red Flood Dragon True Person and several other masters who had yet to recover, Liu Zi’an wouldn’t have tasked Shen Long with this.

"I see, I accept the command. When do we depart?" Shen Long asked.

"You’re the leader, it’s up to you. Junior Brother Xu will assist you," Liu Zi’an stated.

"Junior Brother Shen, whenever you decide to leave is fine; the disciples are already prepared," Xu Yang said.

"Since it’s a task assigned by Master Uncle Liu, let’s make it a quick trip. Have them gather here; we’ll leave immediately," Shen Long declared.

Xu Yang nodded, took out a golden Messaging Plate, imprinted a spell into it, and instructed, "Master Nephew Chen, contact the other critically wounded, gather at Master Uncle Liu’s residence immediately, we’re preparing to return to headquarters."

"Yes, Master Uncle Xu."

A respectful male voice responded.

Xu Yang nodded and put away the Messaging Plate.

Shen Long contacted Qian Dafu and asked him to return at once.

In less than half an hour, Qian Dafu arrived. Over a hundred Foundation Establishment Cultivators gathered in the courtyard, all injured, some missing arms or legs, and even some at death’s door.

The duration of the war was still uncertain, and it was better for them to return to headquarters for recuperation.

Shen Long counted the number of people and had Qian Dafu register them.

After the registration was complete, Shen Long led them out of the Spirt Control Garden.

Upon leaving Refuse Barbarian City, Shen Long summoned the Seacrossing Boat, cast a spell, and the boat expanded to over thirty yards in length, floating midair. He stepped onto it, followed closely by Xu Yang.

"Everyone, come aboard! The sooner we return to headquarters, the better treatment you can receive," Shen Long said.

Qian Dafu and the others climbed onto the Seacrossing Boat, and with another pinch of Shen Long’s spell, the boat soared into the sky and quickly disappeared into the horizon.