Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 401 - 309 Han Lun_1

Chapter 401: 309 Han Lun_1

Both sides rapidly organized their people, gathered the bodies, and cleaned up the battlefield.

In the Refuse Barbarian Hall, more than fifty Nascent Soul Cultivators gathered together, each with a different expression.

Liu Mei’s face was pale, and her left arm had vanished without a trace; she had been injured by a Barbarian Cultivator. Had it not been for the timely reinforcements of other Nascent Soul Cultivators, she would have perished.

This battle made her realize the formidable strength of Shen Long and Du Yinyin. What Liu Mei didn’t know was that Shen Long hadn’t displayed his full power.

"This battle, all of you performed very well, especially Friend Su. Your use of the Combined Attack Technique to swiftly slay a middle-stage Nascent Soul from the Barbarian Tribe was impressive,"

Mo Wuya praised.

"This is what the younger generation should do,"

Su Susu said modestly.

Mo Wuya nodded his head, turned to Lu Qingshan, and instructed, "Master Nephew Lu, bring out the Spiritual Treasures, and let Friend Su pick one."

Lu Qingshan complied, flicked his sleeve, and ten Spiritual Treasures radiating Spiritual Light flew out, hovering in mid-air.

With faces full of envy, Qin Guanglin and the others watched as Su Susu selected a white jade flute.

"If you want to obtain a Spiritual Treasure, then you must fight the enemy bravely."

Mo Wuya encouraged.

"Yes, Senior Mo,"

Shen Long and the others responded in unison and then withdrew.

Shen Long and Du Yinyin went to the Shuwu Hall, where Du Yinyin took out Tal Li’s Nascent Soul. After Qi Shan’s examination, he allocated the corresponding Kind Attribute points to them, with Shen Long receiving the larger share.

Being able to eliminate Tal Li, Shen Long had exerted the most effort. There wasn’t much on Tal Li, not many good things; Shen Long took two fourth-stage Demon Cores and some Spiritual Medicine, leaving the rest for Du Yinyin.

In their first clash, Shen Long and Du Yinyin had joined forces to kill a Nascent Soul Cultivator, and their reputations greatly increased.

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In Skywolf City, Wu Xiao sat on the main seat, expressionless.

Zhesen and over thirty other Nascent Soul Cultivators stood to the side, each with a different expression.

In this clash, the Human Cultivators held the upper hand once again thanks to their numerical superiority.

"Bi Xin, give the order for The Twelve Great Tribes to send reinforcements. Assign high-ranking Cultivators to the front lines. The Golden Crow Tribe will dispatch five Nascent Soul Cultivators and fifty Core Formation Cultivators to narrow the gap in numbers with the Human Clan’s high-ranking Cultivators as much as possible,"

Wu Xiao instructed.

"Yes, Great Elder,"

Bi Xin acknowledged.

"I have seen all of your efforts in this battle. You have done your best, but this is just the beginning. Once reinforcements arrive, we will fight the Human Clan again. Zhelei, you were the fastest to kill a Nascent Soul Cultivator. This Skywolf Rod is for you. I hope you will continue to exert yourself. Those who desire a Spiritual Treasure, fight the enemy bravely."

With a flick of his sleeve, a yellow-glowing Wolf Fang Club flew out and landed before a man in a yellow robe.

"Thank you, Senior Wu,"

Zhelei said, expressing his gratitude as he accepted the yellow Wolf Fang Club.

After a few words of encouragement from Wu Xiao, everyone was dismissed, leaving only Bi Xin behind.

"How are Wu Yu and the others doing? There is no anomaly with their Life-Bound Lamps, is there?"

Wu Xiao asked.

"There are no issues for the time being. As soon as they return, they will notify the Great Elder immediately,"

Bi Xin replied.

Wu Xiao nodded, knowing that without a Sky-Reaching Spiritual Treasure in hand, he could only delay time; it was not advisable to confront Mo Wuya directly.

"Have you figured out the reason why the Human Clan launched a large-scale war? Why have they initiated a second great war in such a short period of time?"

Wu Xiao pressed for answers.

Understanding the reasons behind the Human Clan’s initiation of war would give him a better footing to respond accordingly.

"We’re not clear on that. Our spies can’t access such core secrets. I’ve already instructed him to pay attention to this kind of information. If there’s any news, he will notify us immediately,"

Bi Xin said truthfully.

Wu Xiao nodded and after giving a few reminders, he let Bi Xin leave.

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In Refuse Barbarian City, the streets were crowded with people, bustling with carriages and horses.

A street with sparse foot traffic—this was a residential area.

A sprawling estate bore a plaque with three golden characters: "Nether Corpse Garden"—the residence of the disciples from the Nether Corpse Sect.

In a quiet small courtyard, Liu Mei, Su Xuan, and a stocky, round-bellied man in a black shirt were sitting at a blue stone table, talking about something.

"Why did the Hundred Ghosts Sect send you to lead? What about Taoist Friend Su and Taoist Friend Qin? Can’t they come?"

The man in the black shirt frowned as he spoke.

Han Lun, Nascent Soul Middle Stage, Body Cultivator.

"If we are not wrong, they have already been killed."

Liu Mei sighed, her face full of sorrow.

"Killed? What happened? Speak plainly."

Han Lun asked.

"Not to hide it from Taoist Friend Han, they were killed by Nascent Soul Cultivators of the Spirit Control Sect, while vying for a fourth-grade Spirit Flame. Senior Brothers Qin and Su intended to acquire the fourth-grade Spirit Flame and present it to Taoist Friend Han."

Liu Mei briefly recounted the events.

"Taoist Friend Liu, stop telling lies fit to fool a three-year-old. Whether they’re dead and gone is one thing, anything you say can vary, but as for them being killed by cultivators of the Spirit Control Sect, even if that’s true, it has nothing to do with me. You’re trying to make a scapegoat out of me, but you’ve got the wrong person," Han Lun said with a sneer.

"Taoist Friend Han, please don’t misunderstand, that wasn’t our intention. We merely hoped you could stand up for us."

Su Xuan hurriedly explained.

"Yes! We wouldn’t dare to make Taoist Friend Han a scapegoat."

Liu Mei chimed in.

"What benefits has the Hundred Ghosts Sect provided for me to stand up for you? I’m not obligated to do so. You’re close with the Heavenly Ghost Sect; don’t think I’m unaware. If you’ve got the ability, kill Han Lun and the others. But right now, with the great war imminent, let’s put your matter aside for later. Otherwise, if you anger Senior Mo, even the path of the Hundred Ghosts Sect may not be preserved," Han Lun said unabashedly.

The Hundred Ghosts Sect seldom offered any tributes; they only remembered the Nether Corpse Sect when trouble came. They truly took Han Lun for a fool.

Han Lun’s tone shifted, and he said warmly, "Nevertheless, you’re part of the Demon Path, and we will protect you. The condition is that you must show your worth. I hope that in this upcoming battle, you perform well and earn some merit."

"With Taoist Friend Han saying so, we are reassured. We will definitely make a good showing."

Su Xuan promised.

Han Lun nodded, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then let them leave.

When they returned to their quarters, Su Xuan and Liu Mei entered a secret chamber and activated its protective array.

"Judging by Taoist Friend Han’s words, he does not wish to provoke the Wanjian Sect on our account," Liu Mei stated, frowning.

"This was expected; we haven’t offered him anything, so it’s normal for him to not want to help. The Wanjian Sect has Soul Transformation Cultivators; the Nether Corpse Sect does not. I hadn’t held much hope; it was just a trial. We can’t count on the Nether Corpse Sect—it’s the Heavenly Ghost Sect we can only hope for now," Su Xuan said.

They were unaware that a Soul Transformation Cultivator had appeared in the Nether Corpse Sect, but even if they had known, they wouldn’t have been able to request the Nether Corpse Sect’s intervention.

The covert struggles between the Righteous and Demon Paths meant that the Nether Corpse Sect and the Wanjian Sect, as one of the five great forces, would not engage in battle themselves. They confined the conflicts within manageable limits.

Liu Mei nodded and said, "The Heavenly Ghost Sect has its base in the Northern Sea of the Cultivation Realm; we can’t rely on them for now. Let’s talk about survival in the great war first; I lost an arm in the first clash, and who knows how long this will last."

"Shen Long and Du Yinyin are very powerful, with Shen Long possessing a fourth-grade Spirit Flame. It’s very likely he’s the one who killed Senior Brothers Su and Qin. It’s a pity we are too weak; we can’t even think about revenge. We should be grateful if Shen Long doesn’t trouble us," Su Xuan sighed.

"Let’s take it one step at a time and hope we survive until the end of the conflict," Liu Mei spoke with a longing look.

Revenge seemed distant for them; they needed to match wits with Nascent Soul Cultivators of the Barbarian Tribe first. Only by surviving the war could they think of avenging their fellow disciples.