Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 598 - 507 Return to Qianyang Realm_1

Chapter 598: 507 Return to Qianyang Realm_1

Qingmei Realm, Qingmei Island.

In Qingmei Garden, Jiang Xueying and Xu Qingyun were seated in an azure stone pavilion, engaged in conversation.

"Still no luck finding the space node leading to the Tianyuan Realm?"

Jiang Xueying frowned and said, as many cultivators from the Qingmei Realm were trapped in the Tianyuan Realm and couldn’t return.

"Not yet, Taoist Friend Huo and the others have already returned to the Realm of the Spiritual Pivot, leaving us a mess to clean up."

Xu Qingyun sighed.

Jiang Xueying took out a law disk that flickered with white light, input a spell, and a respectful male voice sounded, "Master, Senior Shen has come."

"Taoist Friend Shen? Please invite him to Qingmei Garden."

Jiang Xueying instructed.

"Yes, Master."

The man agreed.

"It seems Taoist Friend Shen has recovered, otherwise he wouldn’t have come."

Xu Qingyun said with a smile.

It wasn’t long before Shen Long walked in.

"Taoist Friend Xu, Taoist Jiang, it’s been a long time."

Shen Long greeted them.

"Taoist Friend Shen, what’s the situation in the Tianyuan Realm now? How did you get here?"

Jiang Xueying asked.

Shen Long answered truthfully and inquired about Huo Tianxing’s situation.

"Taoist Friend Huo has already returned to the Realm of the Spiritual Pivot. They had a fierce fight with the Divinity Transformation Cultivators of the Tianyuan Tribe in the Netherworld Realm."

Xu Qingyun stated truthfully.

Cultivators from the Big Dipper Pavilion had used a messaging array to contact the Qingmei Realm and relayed the full story, stating that the cultivators from the Spiritual Pivot Realm had returned, leaving those from the Lower Realm to deal with the aftermath.

"I was wondering why there was no news from them; turns out they’ve gone back to the Realm of the Spiritual Pivot."

Shen Long suddenly understood, and his heart eased, knowing without the cultivators from the Spiritual Pivot Realm descending, he had few enemies in the Lower Realm.

"Taoist Friend Shen, what are your plans next?"

Xu Qingyun asked.

"I plan to take my disciples back to the Qianyang Realm. Of course, we can’t let the Barbarian Tribe take over the Tianyuan Realm entirely. We can govern the Tianyuan Realm jointly with the Barbarian Tribe, and your Qingmei Realm will definitely get a piece of territory."

Shen Long said.

The Tianyuan Realm could not be completely handed over to the Barbarian Tribe, the Human Clan also needed to retain some presence.

They discussed for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, and their opinions aligned. The Qingmei Realm and Qianyang Realm would each hold thirty percent, the Barbarian Tribe would hold twenty percent, and the remaining twenty percent would be divided among other realms to share the spoils.

"By the way, Taoist Friend Xu, what exactly is that abode of the Spirit Realm Cultivator in the Netherworld Cave Heaven?"

Shen Long asked curiously.

"I don’t know. They didn’t say; they only told us to clean up the mess. The Tianyuan Tribe probably won’t send people to the Lower Realm anymore unless something very valuable appears."

Xu Qingyun said.

Shen Long nodded, chatted casually for half an hour, then took his leave. He needed to return to the Tianyuan Realm to lead the cultivators of the Qianyang Realm away.

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Hundred Spirits Realm, Feathered Wing Mountain Range.

In the Feathered Wing Garden, Wu Hao and Lei Ting were sitting in an azure stone pavilion, discussing something.

"I’ve already destroyed the space node leading to the Purple Pupil Realm; Human Cultivators can no longer come through from the Purple Pupil Realm," Wu Hao stated.

"Taoist Friend Wu, to support your Flying Feather Tribe, our Thunderclap Clan lost five Divinity Transformation Cultivators and hundreds of thousands of our people. You won’t go back on the promise you made, will you?" Lei Ting said with a grim expression.

"Taoist Friend Lei, why bother! That place is extremely dangerous; there’s no need for us to take the risk," Wu Hao frowned and replied.

He and Lei Ting had discovered an abode of an Ancient Cultivator in a perilous land, suspected to be the place where a Spirit Realm Cultivator achieved Zouhua, but the prohibitions were too strong.

They each brought along two Divinity Transformation Cultivators to break the prohibitions; as a result, all four Divinity Transformation Cultivators were killed by the prohibitions, and they were injured as well.

Since then, Wu Hao dared not venture near that place, but Lei Ting remained obsessed.

"The abode of a Spirit Realm Cultivator must contain many resources. I’ve gathered several tier-four Absorbing Thunder Pearls and crafted a set of Spiritual Treasure Lightning-Dissipating Beads, as well as tier-five Talismans like the Heavenly Pattern Talisman. If we try to break the prohibition again, there’s a great chance we’ll succeed. You’re not going to break your promise, are you?" Lei Ting displayed a disgruntled look.

He had spent over five hundred years preparing, all in hopes of acquiring the items within that Ancient Cultivator’s abode.

"That place might not be the Zouhua Cave of a Spirit Realm Cultivator! There’s no need for you to be so fixated," Wu Hao said with a troubled expression.

"Fine! From now on, if your Flying Feather Tribe has any issues, don’t come to us, the Thunderclap Clan. When I get back, I will destroy the spatial node leading to the Hundred Spirits Realm, and we shall have nothing to do with each other ever again."

Lei Ting’s expression turned cold, and he got up to leave.

"Taoist Brother Lei, let me accompany you on this trip! However, I must make it clear beforehand—if the task is impossible, we’ll retreat. I don’t want to die there."

Wu Hao quickly called out to stop Lei Ting.

Without the alliance of the Thunderclap Clan, the Flying Feather Tribe would have a hard time dealing with future troubles on their own.

Lei Ting’s expression softened, and he said, "No problem, that’s more like it. Remember, it’s a promise you made yourself."

"Allow me to prepare a bit. The last time served as a lesson—we need to ensure our preparations are solid before we go."

Wu Hao suggested.

"Of course, but we can’t delay for too long."

Lei Ting responded.

Wu Hao nodded and agreed to the plan.

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In the Qianyang Realm of the Donghua Cultivation Realm, the Spirit Control Sect.

A group of cultivators were patrolling, led by a tall man in a golden robe.

Most of the Spirit Control Sect’s elites were stationed in other realms, leaving some disciples to guard the sect. The man in the golden robe was named Su Yuxin, a member of Su Changfeng’s clan.

Thanks to Su Changfeng, many of the Su family members had been accepted as disciples into the Spirit Control Sect.

A blue escape light appeared in the distant sky, pausing with a flash. The escape light retracted, revealing a blue flying boat shimmering with blue light.

Shen Long and over a thousand other cultivators stood on it, with Yuan Rui, Ice Silkworm True Person, Han Yuwei, Lin Yutong, and others among them.

"We pay our respects to Master Shen and Master Yuan."

Su Yuxin quickly bowed, his demeanor respectful.

All the disciples followed suit, their expressions excited.

With a flick of his fingers, Shen Long guided the blue flying boat into the Spirit Control Sect, landing on a vast Azure Stone Plaza, and everyone disembarked.

"We’re back now. There’s no need to wander around anymore. Disciple Xu, take some people and take over the territory of the Barbarian Tribe!"

Shen Long instructed.

Xu Yang acknowledged the command and left to carry it out.

"We’re finally back; it’s so much more comfortable here."

Qian Dafu said with a smile.

"Master Nephew Qian, select a group of cultivators to accompany the Han Family cultivators to the Tianyuan Realm."

Shen Long gave another order.

He planned to relocate some of the cultivators from the Qianyang Realm to the Tianyuan Realm, naturally including the Han Family, from which Han Yuwei had come. In addition to that, staunch vassals of the Spirit Control Sect could also move to the Tianyuan Realm for development. Some disciples of the Spirit Control Sect would remain in the Tianyuan Realm to establish a branch.

"Yes, Master Shen."

Qian Dafu took the order and left.

After Qian Dafu and the others dispersed, each went about their tasks.

Back at Golden Roc Peak, Shen Long entered the practice room. He lit a stick of Tranquility Incense and placed it in a golden incense burner.

He had returned from the Qingmei Realm to the Qianyang Realm in batches with over a hundred thousand cultivators, including Chu Buyu, who had now reached Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul phase and was preparing for the seclusion to break through the Divinity Transformation Stage.

The great war spanning realms had lasted over two hundred years, with more than a dozen realms involved and over two million cultivators perishing. The Tianyuan Realm was directly crippled by the war, and the Qianyang Realm also suffered greatly, now in need of time to recuperate.

Shen Long had advanced to the Divinity Transformation Stage over a hundred years ago, Thunder Roc had advanced to the fifth tier, saving him over two hundred years of arduous cultivation. He had also taken fifth-tier Essence Advancing Spiritual Power elixirs, making his mana even more profound and bringing him close to the middle stage of Divinity Transformation.

He had exchanged the Fire Wolf Staff with Wu Xiao, making Wu Xiao and Bi Shan promise not to target the Human Cultivators of the Tianyuan Realm, and they had agreed.

Even if Shen Long had not said anything, they wouldn’t dare target the human cultivators. The Tianyuan Tribe was their common enemy, and in the short term, the Barbarian Tribe and the human cultivators would not have irreconcilable conflicts.

"At last, I can concentrate on cultivation for a while."

Shen Long muttered to himself, taking out a golden gourd filled with the Essence Blood of a fifth-tier Sea Suppressing Ape.

He took a sip of the Essence Blood and soon felt a burning heat throughout his body, as if he was bathing in a sea of fire.

Shen Long quickly began cultivating. A yellow halo emerged around him, and his body sprouted a thick layer of yellow fur, making him resemble a yellow monkey.

In the ancestral hall, over three hundred Spirit Control Sect disciples stood neatly in line, with Xu Yang in front of them.

"Post a notice. Our Spirit Control Sect is going to widely open our doors and recruit disciples."

Xu Yang commanded.

With the Barbarian Tribe relocating to the Tianyuan Realm and giving up their territory to the Spirit Control Sect, the vast lands were far too extensive for the current manpower of the sect. They had to recruit more disciples to bolster their numbers.

The territory of the Spirit Control Sect had expanded ten thousandfold, and they were severely understaffed.

"Yes, Master Xu."

The disciples responded in unison.

Soon after, the disciples of the Spirit Control Sect spread out to various places to post notices and recruit disciples, gathering forces and horses.