Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 381 - 290 Seven Stars Hermit, Granny Xuemei_1

Chapter 381: 290 Seven Stars Hermit, Granny Xuemei_1

More than half a month passed by quickly.

In a secluded manor, Fairy Skyfire, Shen Long, Ice Silkworm True Person, and five other Nascent Soul Cultivators were sitting around a cyan stone table, sipping tea, and discussing the Dao.

"I didn’t expect Taoist Friend Shen to have visited the Myriad Poison Valley and Profound Yin Cave Heaven of the Southern Border Cultivation World; both places are extremely perilous."

A fat, purple-robed Taoist with a round face and small eyes began, a purple wooden sword strapped to his back.

Zixiao True Monarch, Early Nascent Soul Stage.

"Indeed! Taoist Friend Shen came out unscathed, his divinity surpassed that of men."

Chen Yidao agreed.

"Shen is just fast on his feet. There are many high-level ghost creatures in the Profound Yin Cave Heaven, and plenty of high-level poison bugs and monster beasts in the Myriad Poison Valley," Shen Long said humbly.

"Being fast is also a skill; many Taoist friends are not quick on their feet and get caught by powerful enemies, which leads to their death and the end of their Dao."

The voice of Xuanyang True Monarch sounded.

As the words fell, Xuanyang True Monarch walked in, accompanied side by side by a medium-statured silver-robed old man and a white-robed old crone with a face full of wrinkles.

The silver-robed old man had a square face and large eyes, while the white-robed crone held a white snake-headed cane and wore a long white robe embroidered with white plum blossom patterns.

The silver-robed old man was Seven Stars Hermit, and the white-robed crone was Granny Xuemei.

"Taoist Friend Han, Taoist Friend Chen, Madam She, you’ve finally arrived; we were just talking about you," Fairy Skyfire said with a smile, revealing she knew Seven Stars Hermit and Granny Xuemei.

"I am Shen Long, and it’s a pleasure to meet all three of you," Shen Long greeted with a clasped fist.

Ice Silkworm True Person and the others reported their names one by one, getting acquainted.

Fairy Skyfire invited them to sit down, and the ten people chatted over tea.

"Taoist Friend Chen, have you not resolved your cultivation bottleneck yet?" Fairy Caixia asked curiously.

Seven Stars Hermit shook his head and sighed, "It’s tough! I’ve gotten used to it."

"Taoist Friend Chen, with so many bottlenecks and considering your pace of cultivation, reaching the late Nascent Soul Stage will be quite challenging," Ice Silkworm True Person remarked.

"What can I do? I’m not in control of these things, and I never thought breaking through a bottleneck would be so difficult," Seven Stars Hermit said with a wry smile, his eyes landing on Shen Long. "This must be Taoist Friend Shen! I’ve long heard of your great reputation; you truly have an impressive appearance."

"Taoist Friend Chen flatters me too much; you are the one with the great reputation. I’m just an unknown minor cultivator," Shen Long corrected.

Having been well-known for many years, Seven Stars Hermit was quite famous, while Shen Long, having formed his core not long ago, was not very well-known, not even within the Qin Country Cultivation Realm, let alone the wider Donghua Cultivation Realm.

"Indeed! Taoist Friend Chen is the one with the great reputation," Fairy Caixia echoed.

Seven Stars Hermit smiled and said, "Perhaps you are unaware, but the Witch Clan high echelons have set a high price for capturing Taoist Friend Shen. They probably don’t know that Taoist Friend Shen has already advanced to the Nascent Soul Stage; otherwise, they would have revoked the bounty long ago."

"Taoist Friend Chen is aware of this matter too?" Ice Silkworm True Person asked, somewhat surprised.

"I just returned from the Southern Border Cultivation World not too long ago. After slaying a few Core Formation Cultivators from the Witch Clan and performing a Soul Search, I learned of the bounty placed on Taoist Friend Shen by the Witch Clan high echelons. However, you need not worry, Taoist Friend Shen. The Witch Clan is currently headless, and each operates independently. The order was given by a Nascent Soul Cultivator named Wu Xian, who you killed a descendant of."

Seven Stars Hermit explained,

The Witch Clan was acting each for their own, with no Nascent Soul Cultivator willing to acknowledge another’s authority.

"Wu Xian! I’m aware of this and will settle the score with him when the opportunity arises," Shen Long said calmly as if talking about something trivial.

"Witch Clan Cultivators are not that troublesome in a fair fight; don’t give them a chance to cast spells. Swift and decisive action is the key, but beware, they might cast curses in secret, which are difficult to guard against," Xuanyang True Monarch advised.

"Shen Long has formed his core; even if Wu Xian personally makes a move, it won’t be easy to curse him to death, and the cost won’t be small. Besides, Wu Xian would have to find the opportunity to do so," Ice Silkworm True Person said, full of murderous intent.

He had been wounded by a curse from a Witch Clan Cultivator and bore a deep hatred towards them.

"Taoist Friend Shen’s cultivation speed is almost catching up to Yong Qi; Taoist Friend Lin, your Spirit Control Sect is indeed brimming with talents!" Xuanyang True Monarch said meaningfully.

As the Human Clan clashed with the Barbarian Tribe, all five major powers of Qin Country suffered some losses, with the Xuanyang Sect suffering the most. Over a hundred years after the great war, the Spirit Control Sect had gained two more Nascent Soul Cultivators, and in terms of Nascent Soul numbers, it ranked second only to the Xuanyang Sect.

Shen Long was an expert in alchemy and possessed vast divine skills, his future accomplishments were boundless.

"Taoist Friend Han flatters me too much, your Xuanyang Sect is not bad either,"

Shen Long said modestly.

"Alright, let’s save the pleasantries for later! Let’s get down to business!"

Granny Xuemei said somewhat impatiently.

"Fellow Taoists, do any of you have something to weaken Thunder Method? Dharma Treasures, Elixirs, Secret Talismans, all would do."

Xuanyang True Monarch spoke gravely.

Shen Long and the others looked at each other, none speaking up.

Xuanyang True Monarch flicked his sleeve, and a sweep of rosy light passed by; the green stone table now bore dozens of items, including millennium Spiritual Medicine, fourth-tier Demon Cores, and millennium Spirit Wood.

"Exchange for something that weakens Thunder Method."

Xuanyang True Monarch stated solemnly, his gaze sweeping over Shen Long and the others.

Shen Long had owned an Absorbing Thunder Pearl in his early years, but it was already spent when he broke through to the Nascent Soul Stage.

Ice Silkworm True Person and others were somewhat tempted, offering items for Xuanyang True Monarch to inspect, but he just shook his head, urgently needing something to weaken Thunder Method.

"Such items are rare, Taoist Friend Han, you must be going to the Burial Immortal Tomb to hunt for treasures!"

Fairy Caixia asked curiously.

"Indeed, there’s a region where the power of thunder and lightning is extremely strong, with special thunder and lightning forces appearing. A Defensive Spirit Treasure might withstand it, but ordinary defense Dharma Treasures simply cannot endure, they’re quickly destroyed by the prohibitions."

Xuanyang True Monarch explained.

"You could prepare several sets of defense Dharma Treasures. They won’t equal Defensive Spirit Treasures, but they could last a little longer,"

Ice Silkworm True Person suggested.

Xuanyang True Monarch gave a wry smile and responded, "I have already considered this method; it’s a last resort."

Shen Long and the others took turns presenting items they wished to exchange.

Shen Long presented two Blood Serpent Fruits, which Xuanyang True Monarch exchanged for a fourth-tier Soul Severing Scorpion’s inner core.

After less than half an hour, the exchange concluded.

Xuanyang True Monarch, Seven Stars Hermit, and Granny Xuemei did not stay long, bidding farewell and leaving.

From the conversation just now, it was clear they were headed to the Burial Immortal Tomb for treasure hunting.

Shen Long and the others did not inquire further; as for whether Xuanyang True Monarch and his companions could return alive, no one knew.

Back at their residence, Shen Long talked about the situation with Ice Silkworm True Person.

"The Burial Immortal Tomb is very dangerous, they must have discovered something valuable. It’s unrelated to us. What Taoist Friend Han said might not be true; it could be not a Thunder Attribute prohibition but a fourth-tier Monster Beasts with a Thunder Attribute, just to confuse us, deliberately misleading with false information."

Ice Silkworm True Person analyzed.

Everyone has their own opportunities; it just depends on whether Xuanyang True Monarch and his companions can seize theirs.

"All three, Xuanyang True Monarch and his companions, are Nascent Soul Cultivators who have been renowned for many years. They are so concerned with this matter, it seems that their destination holds something very important; otherwise, they would not pay such attention,"

Shen Long said.

"Anyway, it’s none of our business, let them be! We’ve only advanced to the Nascent Soul Stage not long ago, we should focus on quiet cultivation for some time. This exchange got us a fourth-tier early stage Green-Eyed Ice Silkworm’s inner core. Combined with the ice attribute Spiritual Medicine I’ve collected, I hope the Green-Eyed Ice Silkworm will advance to the fourth-tier,"

Ice Silkworm True Person said, his face showing a look of longing.

Three days later, Ice Silkworm True Person and Shen Long led their group to leave Xuanyang Marketplace and returned to Spirit Control Sect.

Back at Spirit Control Sect, Shen Long and the others went their separate ways.

Shen Long gave Lin Sen several instructions before entering a Practice Room and lighting a stick of Tranquility Incense in the censer.

He entered the Myriad Beasts Tower, arrived at the third level, which, after years of transformation, had become a vast boundless jungle flourishing with a large number of Spirit Woods. He whistled sharply.

A piercing screech sounded as the ground bulged into a mound that rapidly moved toward Shen Long.

Before long, the mound reached Shen Long’s position, and an Iron Tail Scorpion burst from the soil, issuing a joyous screech, its stinger swaying from side to side.

Shen Long took out a black Demon Core, which was from a fourth-tier early stage Soul Severing Scorpion.

He fed the Demon Core to the Iron Tail Scorpion, along with two eight-hundred-year old Thought Cutting Grasses. The scorpion emitted excited screeches, its two huge pincers waving incessantly.

After a while, it became drowsy.

The Iron Tail Scorpion had significant divine skills; if it advanced to the fourth-tier, it could provide much more assistance to Shen Long.

Shen Long made sure it was well settled and left the Myriad Beasts Tower.

He closed his eyes to rest and meditated to regulate his breath.

A quarter of an hour later, Shen Long took out a Blood Flood Dragon Pill and swallowed it.

Soon, a red rosy radiance emerged and enveloped his entire body. His skin sprouted numerous Red Dragon Scales as he began his cultivation practice.

He planned to undergo closed-door cultivation for a while, gather materials for alchemizing fourth-tier elixirs, hoping that the Spirit Control Sect disciples could find the whereabouts of a fourth-tier Flood Dragon.