Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 515 - 423 Gather troops at the Northern Sea_1

Chapter 515: 423 Gather troops at the Northern Sea_1

Half a year quickly passed by.

In a secluded estate, Shen Long and Ye Hongyao were talking about something.

Lu Yun personally notifying Shen Long to join the expedition to the Tianyuan Realm could be seen as a show of confidence, or perhaps a warning.

Shen Long knew he couldn’t avoid it, so he had to make thorough preparations.

The Scripture Pavilion of Medicine King Valley had collected some classics about the Tianyuan Realm, all seized from Tianyuan Tribe cultivators.

Ye Hongyao was also going to the Tianyuan Realm. She had specifically looked up the records on the situation in the Tianyuan Realm and shared the information with Shen Long.

There used to be humans in the Tianyuan Realm, but they had been wiped out by the Tianyuan Tribe. The realm was now under the rule of several different tribes, with the Tianyuan Tribe as the overlords.

Within the Tianyuan Tribe, there were many tribes, each led by a priest, while only the Great Elder of the Tianyuan Tribe could become the High Priest.

Each tribe controlled territories of varying sizes and resources, among which there were thirty-six major tribes, each with formidable strength and no fewer than ten Nascent Soul Cultivators.

Of course, these were outdated records. The current situation in the Tianyuan Realm was unclear to them.

"In any case, with Senior Mo leading the team, we should be fine as long as we’re cautious,"

Ye Hongyao said.

Medicine King Valley dispatched three Nascent Soul Cultivators, and Ye Hongyao was just one of them. Nascent Soul Cultivators were drafted from the forces of several countries.

"If we are to launch an expedition to the Tianyuan Realm, wouldn’t the Barbarian Tribe seize the chance to cause trouble?"

Shen Long speculated.

"That’s unclear. Master Aunt Lu and the others are staying behind to deter the Barbarian Tribe. Maybe the Barbarian Tribe will even join forces with us!"

Ye Hongyao shared her opinion.

She took out a red Messaging Plate that glowed with Spiritual Light, input a spell, and a clear male voice resounded, "Sister Ye, you and Taoist Friend Shen, come to Reception Peak. Senior Mo has arrived, and we are preparing to depart."

"Understood, Senior Brother Qin."

Ye Hongyao responded and put away the Messaging Plate.

"Senior Mo actually came in person."

Shen Long said with some surprise.

Ye Hongyao and Shen Long arrived at Reception Peak, where they saw a giant, thirty-zhang-long green flying boat hovering mid-air. The green flying boat had a thirty-six-story tall green pavilion on top, and several Core Formation Cultivators stood on the deck.

Mo Wuya and Lu Yun were discussing something, with Ye Sen standing to the side. Shen Long and Ye Hongyao quickly paid their respects.

"Get on board! Follow me to the Northern Sea," Ye Sen said.

Shen Long and Ye Hongyao acknowledged and swiftly flew onto the green giant boat. Two Core Formation Cultivators came over to assign them rooms.

"I’ll leave this in your hands, Madam Lu. I hope everything goes smoothly," Mo Wuya said.

"Please be extra careful, Taoist Friend Mo. Hongyao is one of the more outstanding juniors of our Medicine King Valley, please take good care of her," Lu Yun sincerely requested.

Mo Wuya nodded, landed on the green giant boat, cast a spell, and the green giant boat shone with a green light, departing from the Medicine King Mountain Range.

"Setting off for the Tianyuan Realm! I hope everything goes well for them," Ye Sen said, his face filled with concern.

This time, over a hundred Nascent Soul Cultivators were summoned, with the five major powers of the Donghua Cultivation Realm deploying twenty Nascent Soul Cultivators; the rest were summoned from other forces.

"The Tianyuan Tribe isn’t strong enough to confront two realms on their own. It depends on whether they can persuade other realms to help," Lu Yun remarked.

"Big Dipper Pavilion has considerable influence, to be able to order the power behind several major forces in the Qianyang Realm. I thought the Qingmei Realm would offer a higher bid, but instead, they let the Big Dipper Pavilion take charge directly," Ye Sen frowned and said.

"Our backers must have gained something from it. We are merely pawns, regardless of victory or defeat, they won’t suffer a loss," Lu Yun lamented.

When their backers spoke, they had no choice but to obey.

"If the Barbarian Tribe is unwilling to help, they won’t take the chance to attack us, will they!"

Ye Sen expressed his concerns.

"If the Barbarian Tribe wants to annihilate a clan, they’d just do it."

Lu Yun sneered in response.

Mo Wuya and Lu Yun personally met with Wu Xiao to invite the Barbarian Tribe to join forces against the Tianyuan Tribe, but Wu Xiao flatly refused.

With the Human Clan of the Qianyang Realm embarking on an expedition to the Tianyuan Realm, it was very possible that the Barbarian Tribe would take this opportunity to cause trouble.

As long as the Barbarian Tribe dared to make a move, the consensus among most forces within the Qianyang Realm was to unite and wipe out the Barbarian Tribe; Mo Wuya informed Wu Xiao of this fact.

Wu Xiao solemnly promised not to stir up trouble, acknowledging that as the only Soul Transformation Cultivator among them, he could not turn the tide.

"Judging by the time, the Qingmei Realm should have made their move by now. The Tianyuan Tribe has dominated the Tianyuan Realm for many years; it’s too difficult to eradicate them."

Ye Sen sighed.

"Let’s hope the conflict ends soon! A war between realms is no small matter; if it’s not handled well, it could set off a chain reaction with other realms getting involved."

Lu Yun said, frowning.

In the past, when the Tianyuan Tribe from the Tianyuan Realm attacked the Qianyang Realm, several surrounding realms entered into war, leading to chaos.

...

In the Golden Crow Grassland, within Golden Crow City.

Inside the Golden Crow Palace, Wu Xiao was seated at the head while Bi Xin reported to him.

"To think that they’ve mobilized so many forces. It seems they have no small designs. If things go well, they might actually be able to destroy the Tianyuan Tribe."

Wu Xiao said with a frown.

"According to the intelligence we’ve gathered, multiple forces from the Donghua Cultivation Realm have been conscripted. As for how many Nascent Soul Cultivators have been summoned, that remains unclear," Bi Xin replied.

"It would be great if they suffered heavy losses in the Tianyuan Realm, if their troops took a beating, or even better, were completely annihilated," Wu Xiao said with a hint of longing.

The greater the loss for the Human Clan, the less pressure on the Barbarian Tribe.

Currently, the Barbarian Tribe had only Wu Xiao as a Soul Transformation Cultivator; if anything happened to him, the entire Barbarian Tribe would become cannon fodder. Thus, he had no interest in joining the war.

Times had changed.

"Why have they suddenly decided to take action against the Tianyuan Realm? Does the Qianyang Realm really think they can take it over?" Bi Xin asked, curious.

"I’m not sure. I didn’t agree to participate in the war, and they didn’t give me the full picture—probably they’re in cahoots with other realms!" Wu Xiao guessed.

"Great Elder, should we contact our kin in the Realm of the Spiritual Pivot to see if there has been the appearance of particularly rare materials in the Lower Realm?" Bi Xin suggested.

"Who knows what they’re up to. Without solid evidence, if we rashly make contact, we’ll certainly be chastised. First, let’s send someone to keep an eye on the war; we’ll speak up when we have conclusive evidence," Wu Xiao instructed.

He had his own ulterior motives. If there really were good things in the Lower Realm, their kin in the Realm of the Spiritual Pivot would definitely send him to secure them.

But Wu Xiao wasn’t going to do that; he only aspired to advance to the Middle Stage of Soul Transformation and ascend to the Realm of the Spiritual Pivot.

"Yes, Great Elder," Bi Xin complied and took her leave.

...

In the Northern Sea Cultivation Realm, a cyan Flying Boat swiftly skimmed across the high sky.

A dozen or so Nascent Soul Cultivators stood on the deck, each with a different expression; Shen Long and Ye Hongyao were among them.

After a while, Shen Long’s brow furrowed as he gazed into the distance at an expanse of white misty sea.

The Pursuing Spirit Beast warned him that someone familiar to Shen Long was in the misty sea.

Without overthinking, Shen Long supposed that a familiar face was in seclusion within that misty sea. Unfortunately, since the Pursuing Spirit Beast couldn’t speak, Shen Long had no way of knowing who it could be.

Three days later, the cyan Flying Boat came to a halt. Ahead lay an island hundreds of miles in size with numerous Cultivators visible on it.