Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 419 - 327 Weiyu Spirit Sect Takes the Lead (No More Today)_1

Chapter 419: 327 Weiyu Spirit Sect Takes the Lead (No More Today)_1

"Fairy Ye, I heard you’ve raised a Biyun Marten that’s adept at finding Spiritual Medicine and is about to advance to the fourth order, right?" Tang Yunbing changed the subject.

She didn’t expect Ye Hongyao to confess her feelings so directly. Generally, these matters are initiated by male cultivators while female cultivators are passive, and it’s rare for them to take the initiative.

Ye Hongyao, as a descendant of Ye Sen in Medicine King Valley, enjoyed a not insignificant status. Her active confession to Shen Long was truly beyond expectations.

Tang Yunbing was only joking and didn’t anticipate Ye Hongyao would take it seriously.

"I haven’t been at the Nascent Soul Stage for long; it’s still at the third-order late stage. I wonder if any of you have a fourth-order Biyun Marten demon core, I can trade something for it," said Ye Hongyao, her gaze falling on Shen Long.

Shen Long had many fine items on him, especially fourth-order demon cores.

"A fourth-order Biyun Marten demon core? I happen to have two of them. I’m looking for high-tier ghost creatures, preferably alive," Shen Long took out a beautifully crafted blue jade box and sent a voice transmission to Ye Hongyao.

He had found it in Gu Yu’s storage bracelet and could now use it to trade.

"High-tier ghost creature?" Ye Hongyao was momentarily stunned, then pulled out a scroll that continuously shimmered with black light, passed it to Shen Long, and transmitted her voice, "Inside are five Core Formation Stage Ghoul Kings. Taoist Friend Shen, what do you think?"

Shen Long nodded and handed the blue jade box to Ye Hongyao.

With Ye Hongyao leading, other Nascent Soul cultivators began to bring out items to trade, acquiring some of their desired things.

Some time after a cup of tea, Qin Lei brought out dozens of items.

"Golden Thunder Bamboo!"

Red Flood Dragon True Person expressed surprise, his eyes falling on a piece of golden bamboo.

"A thousand-year-old Golden Thunder Bamboo, capable of being used for refining Thunder Attribute treasures, a bane to ghost creatures, in exchange for a fourth-order elixir that enhances the Divine Soul, or something of equal value," Qin Lei said.

All Nascent Soul cultivators present set their eyes on the Golden Thunder Bamboo, including Shen Long.

During his trip to the Five Dragon Secret Realm, Shen Long had acquired a more than three-thousand-year-old Golden Thunder Bamboo which he planted in the Myriad Beasts Tower.

Ye Hongyao and others quickly offered items for Qin Lei to consider, hoping to exchange for the thousand-year Golden Thunder Bamboo. Shen Long offered the Myriad Poison Paste, just going through the motions.

The Golden Thunder Bamboo he possessed could be used to refine a Spiritual Treasure, while the one present, being only a thousand years old, could at best be used to refine a Dharma Treasure.

Eventually, Qin Lei made a swap with Ye Hongyao, who acquired the Golden Thunder Bamboo.

Less than half an hour later, the exchange concluded, and each Nascent Soul cultivator ended up with some items.

"It’s getting late. Fairy Ye, Madam Tang, I won’t disturb your rest any longer. Master Nephew Qian, please escort our Taoist friends back to Reception Peak," Shen Long called over Qian Dafu to send Ye Hongyao and the others back to rest.

Before long, only Shen Long and Red Flood Dragon True Person were left.

"Junior Brother Shen, you’ve kept your cards close to your chest! I hadn’t heard about your history with Fairy Ye," Red Flood Dragon True Person teased with a smile.

"My encounters with Fairy Ye haven’t been many, and I had no idea she had feelings for me. It’s strange," Shen Long admitted, utterly puzzled.

During a birthday celebration for a member of the Wang Family in Begonia Valley, he had met Ye Hongyao alongside Ice Silkworm True Person. Back then, Ye Hongyao hadn’t given him a second glance, and now her sudden confession left Shen Long confused.

"Now with your renown, and given your youth, it’s not strange that Fairy Ye would take a liking to you. If you were to marry Fairy Ye, it’d be beneficial for both you as an individual and for our Spirt Control Sect," Red Flood Dragon True Person said with a grin.

"But one must be steadfast in themselves; I don’t feed off others’ fortunes," Shen Long responded seriously.

Ye Hongyao’s background was formidable, but if Shen Long felt no attraction, then there was none.

Red Flood Dragon True Person nodded, chatted for a bit more, and then took his leave.

Reception Peak, a tranquil estate.

Ye Hongyao and Tang Yunbing sat beside a blue stone table, sipping tea and chatting.

"Fairy Ye, I didn’t expect you to have a history with Taoist Friend Shen," Tang Yunbing teased with a smile.

"We had no prior history; I’m hoping for one in the future. As Ye Hongyao’s partner, it will definitely be a paragon among men. Happiness is something to be seized, not waited for," Ye Hongyao corrected.

She knew many talented young men, and although Shen Long’s background wasn’t the strongest, his progress was the greatest.

Shen Long hailed from a minor sect but cultivated faster than Ye Hongyao. After advancing to the Nascent Soul Stage, he made a name for himself with his impressive feats. Most importantly, Shen Long was also a fourth-order alchemist, providing them with common ground for discussion.

She had someone investigate Shen Long’s background thoroughly and found that since beginning his cultivation journey, he had not entangled himself with any female cultivator and was dedicated solely to the path of cultivation.

After weighing all factors, Shen Long seemed the best candidate for a husband for Ye Hongyao.

Ye Hongyao originated from a lineage akin to Ye Sen, pampered since childhood with high standards; naturally, she would not choose an ordinary Nascent Soul Cultivator as her partner.

"Taoist Friend Shen is quite a match for you. As the saying goes, ’For a man to pursue a woman, there’s a mountain in between; for a woman to pursue a man, it’s just a veil.’ If you and Taoist Friend Shen become Dual Cultivation partners, don’t forget to invite this lady for a drink," said Tang Yunbing enthusiastically.

"Okay, definitely."

Ye Hongyao readily agreed.

A day passed quickly, and early this morning, Ye Hongyao and other guests rose early and gathered at a vast azure stone plaza.

Today was the day of the Red Flood Dragon True Person’s Core Formation celebration, and Shen Long, Ice Silkworm True Person, Yuan Rui, and others were also present.

"Taoist Friend Lin, why hasn’t the Xuanyang Sect sent anyone over?"

Qin Lei casually asked.

Just as the Ice Silkworm True Person was about to reply, the voice of the Xuanyang True Monarch came from the sky, "Han has been delayed due to some matters and apologizes for the late arrival."

As the voice fell, a flying boat gleaming with golden light approached from afar, suddenly stopping above the azure stone plaza, with the Xuanyang True Monarch and hundreds of cultivators standing on it.

"Taoist Friend Han, it’s been a long time. Please take a seat."

The Ice Silkworm True Person invited the Xuanyang True Monarch to sit down.

With a pinch of his spell, the Xuanyang True Monarch guided the golden flying boat to land on the azure stone plaza, and the disciples disembarked.

A group of Spirt Control Sect disciples came over and arranged seats for the disciples of the Xuanyang Sect.

The Xuanyang True Monarch was given a seat close to the front, right next to Shen Long.

"Taoist Friend Shen, thank you. Junior Sister Xu told me everything. Thanks to you, Han’s life was spared."

The Xuanyang True Monarch expressed his gratitude.

Shen Long smiled slightly, "It’s good that Taoist Friend Han is unharmed."

About a dozen Nascent Soul Cultivators started chatting casually, exchanging thoughts over tea.

After a while, accompanied by a loud roar of a beast, Chen Xiao loudly announced, "The auspicious time has arrived, please welcome Master Uncle Han."

A deafening sound of dragon chant arose, and a red escape light appeared in the distant sky, quickly approaching their location.

Before long, the red escape light stopped over the azure stone plaza, revealing a huge Red Fire Flood Dragon with the Red Flood Dragon True Person standing on its back.

Shen Long and the other Nascent Soul Cultivators stood up, nodded slightly, while Qian Dafu and others also stood and said in unison, "We pay our respects to Master Uncle Han (Senior Han)."

The Red Flood Dragon True Person nodded and put away the Red Fire Flood Dragon, then took a seat on the main stage, signaling for the cultivators to sit down.

Guest representatives one by one presented their congratulatory gifts. They had little acquaintance with the Red Flood Dragon True Person. Ye Hongyao was generous and gave a bottle of fourth-grade elixirs, while the other Nascent Soul Cultivators gave various artifact refining and alchemy materials, all ordinary items.

The Red Flood Dragon True Person thanked each one and accepted the gifts. Raising his cup, he said, "Thank you all for coming to my Core Formation celebration. I toast to you all."

He drained the cup in his hand to show respect, and Shen Long and others did the same, resuming their casual conversation.

After more than two hours, the celebration ended, and the guests began to leave one after another. They attended the celebration to honor Shen Long and the Spirt Control Sect, and having accomplished their purpose, they departed.

"Taoist Friend Shen, if you have time in the future, you are welcome to visit our Medicine King Valley."

Ye Hongyao extended an invitation.

Shen Long accepted and personally saw Ye Hongyao off, affording her considerable respect.

Shen Long went to a serene estate where Yuan Rui, the Xuanyang True Monarch, the Red Flood Dragon True Person, and seven other Nascent Soul Cultivators were sitting in an azure stone pavilion.

"Taoist Friend Yuan, from now on, our Xuanyang Sect will look up to your Spirit Control Sect."

The Xuanyang True Monarch stated.

Chen Yidao and three others also expressed their stance, looking up to the Weiyu Spirit Sect. They had not yet recovered their vitality, and as the Spirt Control Sect grew stronger, it was natural that within Qin Country, the Spirt Control Sect called the shots.

"You are too kind, my fellow daoists. If there’s anything in the future, let’s discuss it together. There is no such thing as one directing another; we stand united against the outside world," said Yuan Rui with a pleasant countenance.

The Spirt Control Sect was in a period of rising, ideally making as few enemies as possible and as many friends as they could.

The four from the Xuanyang Sect heaved a sigh of relief and chatted casually for over an hour before they took their leave.

Back at Golden Roc Peak, Shen Long entered the practice room, stepped into the Myriad Beasts Tower, and made his way to the third floor.

He took out a painting scroll flashing with black light and infused a spell into it, which produced wailing sounds like ghosts and howling wolves. The black painting scroll emitted a surge of Yin Qi, revealing ghostly shadows.

He released the Nine-Headed Ghost Pigeon, which let out excited cooing. Its three heads each shot out blue rays of light that enveloped the ghost creatures, pulling them into its mouth.

Even a Core Formation Stage Ghoul King, upon touching the blue rays, lost its ability to resist and let itself be swallowed by the Nine-Headed Ghost Pigeon.

A fierce ghost with a green face and fangs emitted a mournful scream and vanished into a gust of Yin Qi.

The Nine-Headed Ghost Pigeon flapped its wings gently and vanished from the spot.

In the next moment, the Fierce Ghost appeared in an azure bamboo forest miles away, but as soon as it materialized, the Ghost Pigeon appeared above its head.

The Ghoul King’s eyes gleamed fiercely, ready to attack the Nine-Headed Ghost Pigeon.

One of the Ghost Pigeon’s heads emitted an extremely harsh and jarring screech. The Fierce Ghost’s body weakened, its reactions slowing, as a blue light fell upon it. The three heads of the Nine-Headed Ghost Pigeon converged, biting the body of the Fierce Ghost and tearing it into three parts, swallowing it into their bellies.

The remaining ghost creatures stood no chance against the Nine-Headed Ghost Pigeon, all being devoured.

"Late third-stage, not bad; you’re growing fast. If you reach the fourth stage, you might even overpower ordinary Nascent Soul Stage Ghost Creatures," Shen Long commended, putting the Nine-Headed Ghost Pigeon back into the spirit beast bag and exiting the Myriad Beasts Tower.

He sat cross-legged on a red cushion, lit a stick of Tranquility Incense, and placed it in the incense burner.

Soon, his mind cleared of all distractions, and he took out a Blood Flood Dragon Pill, popping it into his mouth.

The elixir melted once ingested, and he quickly started to cultivate to refine the medicinal power. A red glow enveloped his body as numerous red dragon scales sprouted on his skin.

He had advanced to the Nascent Soul Stage over a hundred years ago, but with the Gold-Winged Windroc reaching fourth stage, he saved himself decades of arduous cultivation. He wasn’t far from reaching the middle stage of Nascent Soul and planned to seclude himself for a period of intensive cultivation.