Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 389 - 298 Recruit Disciple_1

Chapter 389: 298 Recruit Disciple_1

Ten years quickly passed by.

At the Spirit Control Sect, Shen Long stood atop a peak, gazing towards a cluster of thunderclouds in the distance, flashing with lightning. Thick bolts of silver lightning struck down, targeting a small valley.

The Gold-Winged Fire Ant Queen was attempting to break through to the fourth rank, having consumed Strange Gold and several fourth-rank demon ant cores.

Less than half a quarter of an hour later, the thundercloud roiled and surged before revealing arcs of green, red, and blue lightning, forming tricolored thunderclouds.

Shen Long thought, "As expected, it has also drawn a Tricolor Divine Thunder. The heavenly tribulation for mutated spirit insects is much stronger than that for ordinary spirit insects. Having consumed Strange Gold, it should be able to withstand it."

The rolling tricolored thundercloud transformed into a tricolor thunder ant covered in electric arcs and dove from the high sky.

Two thick beams of golden light flew out from amidst the silver lightning, accurately striking the tri-color thunder ant. The body of the tricolor thunder ant exploded, turning into a huge mass of tricolor lightning that shot up to the sky, engulfing the small valley in smoke and dust, making it impossible to see even five fingers in front of one within a dozen or so miles.

After a great while, the tricolor lightning dissipated, and the valley was leveled, revealing a massive crater billowing with black smoke.

Shen Long flew over, frowning slightly.

The ground trembled, and an enormous blackened ant crawled out from underneath, its body covered in scars.

"The effect of the Strange Gold is remarkable. You’re much more resistant than the Iron Tail Scorpion, even though you’re both spirit insects,"

Shen Long complimented.

Both had endured a tricolored thunder strike, but the Iron Tail Scorpion couldn’t even move, while the Gold-Winged Fire Ant Queen was still active. The Strange Gold played a significant role.

He took out a Profound Ice Jade Lotus Pill and fed it to the Gold-Winged Fire Ant Queen before putting it into his spirit beast bag.

He retrieved a red glowing Messaging Plate, inscribed a spell, and Chen Xiao’s voice sounded, "Uncle Shen, among the disciples recently recruited by our sect, there is one with fire spiritual roots. Could Uncle Shen please guide him?"

"Fire-attributed Heavenly Spirit Root? Where is he?"

Shen Long inquired.

"He is currently at the Grandmaster Hall. Shall I bring him to Golden Roc Peak?"

Chen Xiao suggested.

"Sure. Bring him over then!"

Shen Long agreed, put away the Messaging Plate, and returned to Golden Roc Peak.

Less than half a quarter of an hour later, Chen Xiao arrived with a tall, skinny, red-clad young man.

"Uncle Shen, this is Su Changfeng, Master Nephew of the Su Family. The Su Family ancestor was a disciple of our Spirit Control Sect and has a legacy stretching over more than five hundred years,"

Chen Xiao introduced the red-clad young man.

"Disciple Su Changfeng greets Master Shen,"

The red-clad young man bowed, his expression somewhat nervous.

Shen Long inquired about some of Su Changfeng’s situations, to which Su Changfeng gave truthful answers.

"Are you willing to take me as your master?"

Shen Long asked.

Since Chen Xiao had brought Su Changfeng to Shen Long, it was natural to ask if Shen Long wished to accept a disciple. Cultivators with Heavenly Spirit Roots were highly sought after by high-level cultivators eager to take them as disciples.

"Disciple Su Changfeng pays his respects to his master,"

Su Changfeng performed the disciple’s salute, his expression excited.

To be accepted by a Nascent Soul cultivator as a master immediately upon joining the sect was a bright prospect for his future.

"This superior Magic Artifact is for you. Once you’ve achieved Foundation Establishment, we will hold an apprenticeship ceremony, and I will formally take you as my disciple. You must diligently cultivate and strive for early Foundation Establishment,"

Shen Long handed a red-gleaming jade ruler to Su Changfeng.

"Yes, Master,"

Su Changfeng promptly agreed, his expression one of respect.

Shen Long gave a few instructions before having Chen Xiao take Su Changfeng away.

Shen Long entered a practice room and sat down cross-legged, settling into meditation to regulate his breath.

After the time needed to brew a cup of tea, he took out a Blood Flood Dragon Pill and put it in his mouth.

The pill instantly melted, and a mighty energy rose in his abdomen. Shen Long quickly began cultivating to refine this energy as red light emerged on his body, and a multitude of red dragon scales grew out.

...

The Nether Corpse Mountain Range stretched for tens of thousands of miles, here lay the headquarters of the Nether Corpse Sect.

In a quiet manor, a tall, skinny elder in a black robe sat beside a green stone table, his complexion pale, emanating a frightening spirit pressure.

Zhao Xu and a full-bodied woman in a golden dress stood on one side, looking quite respectful.

"Congratulations to Elder Qi on advancing to the Divinity Transformation Stage,"

Zhao Xu offered his congratulations, his expression thrilled.

"With Elder Qi here, our Nether Corpse Sect need not worry for a thousand years,"

the golden-dressed woman chimed in with a smile.

That woman was Wu Yao, the Sect Leader of the Nether Corpse Sect.

A cultivator in the Divinity Transformation Stage could live up to two thousand five hundred years, but she mentioned a millennium because it was a conservative estimate; after all, it’s unlikely for a Soul Transformation cultivator to remain in the Lower Realm indefinitely.

"Send someone to contact Taoist Friend Mo from the Wanjian Sect; I have important matters to discuss with him,"

the black-robed elder instructed.

Qi Xiao, who had only recently advanced to the Divinity Transformation Stage.

"Yes, Elder Qi,"

Both Zhao Xu and Wu Yao readily agreed.

...

Half a year passed, Golden Roc Peak, a certain practice room.

Shen Long was seated on a red cushion, his eyes closed, his body covered in abundant red dragon scales.

A Sound Transmission Talisman flew into the room, landing in front of him.

Sensing it, he relaxed the red aura and dragon scales and opened his eyes. With a flick of his fingers, a beam of red light struck the Sound Transmission Talisman, causing it to self-ignite. Lin Sen’s voice emerged, "Master Shen, Fairy Chu Buyu from the Sun Moon Palace has come to visit, personally asking for you."

"Fairy Chu!"

Shen Long was somewhat surprised; it was unusual for Chu Buyu to seek him out personally.

He took out a red Messaging Plate and inscribed a spell, instructing, "Please bring Fairy Chu to my residence; I will attend to her personally."

"Yes, Master Shen."

Lin Sen agreed.

Shen Long put away the messaging plate, walked out, and sat down in a cyan stone pavilion. He took out tea leaves and a teapot to brew tea.

Before long, Lin Sen arrived with Chu Buyu.

"Fairy Chu, what a rare visitor!"

Shen Long greeted Chu Buyu with a slight smile and invited her to sit down, while Lin Sen tactfully excused himself.

"Taoist Friend Shen, I’ll be frank with you, I’ve discovered an ancient cultivator’s cave, but I can’t break the seal on my own. I’d like to invite you to join forces with me to break it. Once the seal is broken, I’ll pick one item first, and we can split the rest. How does that sound?"

Chu Buyu got straight to the point.

"An ancient cultivator’s cave?"

Shen Long was momentarily stunned, his brows furrowed in puzzlement. "Fairy Chu, why don’t you return to the Sun Moon Palace and ask your fellow sect members for help?"

"That ancient cultivator’s cave is located within the territory of the Barbarian Tribe’s Golden Ape Tribe, it could be discovered by barbarian cultivators at any moment. Taoist Friend Shen, you possess extraordinary strength, and most importantly, we’ve worked together before. I trust your character. Going back and forth to invite my sect members from the Northern Sea Cultivation Realm would take too much time, and there’s a good chance that the barbarian cultivators will discover the cave. Furthermore, as a newly advanced Nascent Soul cultivator, even if I do find something valuable, it’s not guaranteed that my fellow sect members would let me keep it," Chu Buyu explained.

After considering her options, choosing Shen Long seemed the best.

"What if I invite other sect members to come along?" Shen Long asked.

"There’s no need for that! Just the two of us are enough to break the seal. I’m certain it’s the Zouhua Cave of a Nascent Soul cultivator. To be honest, I trust you, but not your sect members," Chu Buyu said with a frown.

After a moment of thought, Shen Long nodded and said, "Alright then! I’ll make the trip with you!"

"Good, it’s settled then. Let’s set off now! It’s better to lay hands on the items sooner to avoid any complications," Chu Buyu suggested.

Shen Long summoned the Seacrossing Boat, stepped aboard, and Chu Buyu followed closely behind.

With a pinch of a spell, the Seacrossing Boat emitted a dazzling blue light and soared into the sky, leaving the Spirt Control Sect.

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In the Golden Crow Grassland, within Golden Crow City,

a grand and opulent hall glistened with gold, where a big-framed red-robed elder with a stern look sat on the main seat.

Wu Yu stood by, reporting to the red-robed elder.

"Is there really a Sky-Reaching Spiritual Treasure in that seal?" the red-robed elder pressed on.

Wu Yan, in the late stage of Nascent Soul.

"I can’t be certain, but there’s definitely something valuable there. Once we take the treasure, the seal will loosen," Wu Yu explained.

"Hmph, that’s not our concern. Draw a team of experts from our clan and come with me to that place, hoping there really is a Sky-Reaching Spiritual Treasure," Wu Yan instructed.

"Yes, Taoist Friend Wu."

Wu Yu agreed.

...

The Golden Ape Mountain Range stretched over a hundred thousand miles; this was the ancestral ground of the Golden Ape Tribe.

Deep underground, Shen Long and Chu Buyu stood on the back of an Iron Tail Scorpion, with the Hundred Eyes Cicada crouched in front of them. A yellowish-brown light curtain enveloped them, swiftly advancing through the earth.

After entering the territory of the Barbarian Tribe, they traveled underground. Moving on the surface would easily alert the Barbarian Cultivators, whose physical build was significantly different from that of Human Cultivators, making them easily distinguishable.

"Some Barbarian Cultivators are coming; let’s stop,"

Shen Long said.

The Iron Tail Scorpion came to a halt, motionless.

Chu Buyu summoned a blue orb the size of a chicken egg and embedded a spell into it. The orb spun around, casting a blue halo around them. It had an excellent stealth effect.

After a short while, Shen Long spoke, "Alright, they’ve left."

The Iron Tail Scorpion continued forward, with soil and rocks making way for the passing yellow light curtain, clearing a path.

Half an hour later, the Iron Tail Scorpion moved towards the surface and emerged in a cave several acres large, where not even a blade of grass grew and the stone walls were rugged and uneven.

"To think someone would set up a Zouhua Cave here, that’s quite bold. It’s right under the Golden Ape Tribe’s watch."

Shen Long remarked with approval.

"That is why I invited you to help. Breaking the restrictions is likely to attract Barbarian Cultivators. We need to break the formation as quickly as possible. I will go out to set up a Soundproofing Array to isolate the noise,"

Chu Buyu said as she flew out.

Shen Long’s Divine Sense spread out, thoroughly scanning the cave, his gaze finally settling on the lower left corner. If not for his exceptionally strong Divine Sense, he would not have discovered it.

The eyes of the Hundred Eyes Cicada shone with a blinding golden light. It could see an elusive yellowish-brown light curtain.

After a while, Chu Buyu flew back in and said, "Taoist Friend Shen, I’ve set up the Soundproofing Array. Let’s start breaking the restrictions!"

She summoned a short dagger streaming with red light. On its hilt was a miniature Flood Dragon. The Dharma Treasure Red Fire Flood Dragon Knife, infused with the Spirit Soul of an early fourth-grade Red Fire Flood Dragon, was capable of transformation attacks.

Chu Buyu’s spell changed, and the Red Fire Flood Dragon Knife burst into blinding red light, transforming into a several dozen feet long Red Fire Flood Dragon, with formidable scales and an Artifact Spirit capable of transformation attacks.

The Red Fire Flood Dragon opened its huge mouth and spewed out a thick stream of red flames onto the lower left corner of the cave wall, but the wall remained unscathed.

The tail of the Red Fire Flood Dragon suddenly swept across the stone wall covered in flames, and the wall lit up with a yellow light, revealing a sturdy yellow light curtain.

Shen Long summoned the Lihuo Stick and swung it at the yellow light curtain.

With a rumbling noise, the light curtain caved in and its spiritual light dimmed.

Shen Long snorted coldly as the Lihuo Stick shone with blinding red light, shattering the yellow light curtain like a bubble. A rudimentary stone chamber over a hundred feet in size came into view. Inside was a humanoid skeleton draped in a tattered yellow robe. The bones were darkened with evident cracks on the ribcage and skull, and the right hand bone and left leg bone were missing. It was clear to see that the owner of the cave had suffered a heavy blow and was poisoned before death.

Gathering the circumstances of this person’s death here, it was likely that they were pursued by Barbarian Cultivators and could not escape, choosing to hide here to heal, only to perish and fade away.

A conspicuous yellow Storage Bracelet was worn on the skeleton’s left hand bone.

The Red Fire Flood Dragon released a jet of red flames that engulfed the humanoid skeleton, instantly incinerating it to ash, leaving behind only the yellow robe and the yellow Storage Bracelet.

"This is bad. A Nascent Soul Stage Barbarian Cultivator is approaching."

Shen Long said with a frown.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a powerful Divine Sense swept over them.