Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 89 - 89 72 Day Drop Mission_2

89: 72 Day Drop Mission_2 89: 72 Day Drop Mission_2 Chen Qingqing said.

“Exactly.”

Shen Long nodded hastily.

“Don’t be nervous.

I am not interested in your past before joining the Spirit Control Sect.

I checked your background to confirm your reliability.

I plan to send you to gather intelligence in Zhao Country,”

Chen Qingqing explained.

Shen Long was stunned, and after pondering for a moment, he asked, “Master Aunt Chen, my cultivation is shallow.

It’s a long and perilous journey to Zhao Country.

If I fail and delay the Sect’s important affairs, that would be regrettable.”

“Rest assured, since I have chosen you, I will naturally send a Foundation Establishment Cultivator to accompany you.

Your role will be to assist, which will not delay the Sect’s affairs.

This is an order, and you must not resist.

Even if a Foundation Establishment Cultivator were selected, they could not refuse.

Of course, you will be given Cultivation Resources, and if you complete the task, you will be rewarded with a large amount of Kind Attribute,”

Chen Qingqing stated.

Shen Long’s face showed difficulty; this unexpected event had disrupted all his plans.

The skies won’t rain pies; if gathering intelligence in Zhao Country were a good thing, why wouldn’t they choose someone else?

“Master Aunt Chen, I have important intelligence to report.

May I report it to the Grandmaster of the Information Hall?”

Said Shen Long, thinking to use the Spirit Control Token to avoid this task, or at the very least, exchange it for a Foundation Establishment Pill.

“Whatever it is, you can tell me.

Master Uncle Li is too busy to see you,”

Chen Qingqing rejected the appeal.

“I can only report to Grandmaster Li.

Please make an exception, Master Aunt Chen,”

Shen Long pleaded cautiously.

Chen Qingqing’s eyebrows furrowed, and after a moment’s contemplation, she said, “If it’s a trivial matter, you won’t be able to bear the crime of disturbing Grandmaster Li’s cultivation.”

“It’s definitely not a trivial matter.

Please grant my request, Master Aunt Chen,”

Shen Long insisted.

“Come with me!”

Chen Qingqing led Shen Long out of Green Cloud Peak, summoned a flying boat that glittered with blue light, and took them to Shadow Peak.

Shen Long waited at the entrance of Shadow Palace, while Chen Qingqing went inside to report.

After a while, Chen Qingqing came out and said, “Come in, Master Uncle Li just happens to be free.”

Shen Long responded and followed Chen Qingqing inside.

Li Hua sat in the principal seat, his gaze commanding.

“Disciple Shen Long, pays respect to Grandmaster Li,”

Shen Long bowed deeply, his expression reverent.

“Master Nephew Chen mentioned you have important intelligence to report.

Speak now,”

Li Hua commanded.

Shen Long took a deep breath, took out the Spirit Control Token, and handed it to Chen Qingqing.

“Disciple once obtained a Spirit Control Token years ago, I beseech Grandmaster Li to authenticate its authenticity,”

Shen Long stated, his expression anxious.

He hadn’t told Chen Qingqing for fear that she would seize the Spirit Control Token.

“A Spirit Control Token!

You actually have a token issued by our Sect!”

Li Hua exclaimed in surprise.

Chen Qingqing handed the Spirit Control Token to Li Hua, who examined it thoroughly and nodded his head.

“Indeed, it is a token issued by our Sect.

But what does this have to do with the important intelligence you mentioned?”

Li Hua asked, puzzled.

“May I use the Spirit Control Token to defer this mission, to have someone else go in my stead?”

Shen Long asked gingerly.

“No, Master Nephew Chen has chosen you, and you must go.

I will take the Spirit Control Token, but I can give you a Foundation Establishment Pill and some Cultivation Resources.

You have three years to reach the Foundation Establishment Stage.

After three years, regardless of whether you’ve reached the Foundation Establishment Stage or not, you must go to Zhao Country,”

Li Hua declared.

“Yes, thank you, Grandmaster Li,”

Shen Long had no choice but to agree.

Li Hua handed the Spirit Control Token to Chen Qingqing and said, “Master Nephew Chen, go to the storeroom and get a Foundation Establishment Pill and some Cultivation Resources for Shen Shizhu.

Arrange a Spirit Land for him to pursue his Foundation Establishment Stage.

After three years, he must set off.”

The Spirit Control Sect’s intelligence network in Zhao Country was almost completely uprooted, with heavy losses; additional manpower was needed to rebuild the spy network.

Chen Qingqing complied and took Shen Long away with her.

Less than half an hour later, Shen Long returned to his dwelling.

Chen Qingqing did not dare embezzle anything, so she gave Shen Long a Foundation Establishment Pill, twenty thousand Spirit Stones, ten bottles of Spirit Feeding Pills, and a substantial amount of Kind Attribute.

She also arranged a Spirit Land for him to advance to the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Shen Long never imagined that he would be chosen by the Information Hall to be sent to Zhao Country to gather intelligence.

On the way back, he had asked Chen Qingqing, who saw Shen Long’s ability to fend for himself in Qianzhu Valley, a natural-born scout.

“It seems I need to revise my plans and hope to advance to the Foundation Establishment Stage,”

Shen Long mumbled to himself.

In three years, whether he advanced to the Foundation Establishment Stage or not, he would head to Zhao Country.

If he managed to reach the Foundation Establishment Stage before going to Zhao Country, his chances of survival would be higher.

For now, he would keep the Hundred Eyes Cicada.

If he successfully established his foundation, he wouldn’t need to sell it.

But if he could not achieve Foundation Establishment, he would sell the Hundred Eyes Cicada and use the money to buy a Foundation Establishment Pill.

Shen Long arrived at Qingcan Court and sent a Sound Transmission Talisman.

It wasn’t long before Lin Cheng came out.

“Senior Brother Shen, what’s the matter?

Is there a problem with the peach saplings?”

Lin Cheng asked.

Shen Long had purchased a batch of Green Moon Peach cores and entrusted Lin Cheng to plant them in the Spirit Field, which had already begun to sprout.

“I’m going to enter seclusion for a while.

Here’s the key, take good care of the peach trees.

Here are sixty Spirit Stones, a year’s wages.

I’m not sure when I will come out of seclusion.”

Shen Long took out a token and sixty Spirit Stones and handed them to Lin Cheng.

“Seclusion!

Senior Brother Shen, are you going into seclusion in Green Cloud Palace?”

Lin Cheng was slightly startled.

Shen Long had already been in seclusion, so how could he enter Green Cloud Palace for seclusion again?

“Just don’t ask, I can’t speak of it.

That’s enough,”

After saying this, Shen Long left on his flying tool.

Half an hour later, Shen Long landed at the entrance of a palace shining with golden splendor, its placard reading “Spirit Que Hall” with many disciples coming and going, both Qi Refining Cultivators and Foundation Establishment Cultivators among them.

Spirit Que Hall had many practice rooms, rich in spiritual energy.

Disciples of the Spirit Control Sect needed to spend Kind Attribute points to cultivate in these rooms.

Shen Long strode in; the great hall was spacious and bright, with a cyan jade table placed inside.

Behind the table sat a blue-robed man in his thirties.

Judging by his aura, he was clearly at the Foundation Establishment Stage, and several Qi Refining Cultivators stood to the side chatting.

On each side of the hall were cyan stone corridors, their destinations unknown.

Shen Long walked over, bowed respectfully, and said, “Disciple Shen Long pays his respects to Master Uncle Liu.”

“You are Shen Long?

Senior Sister Chen has already told me about you.

Chen Zong, take him to practice room number thirty-five.”

The blue-robed man took out a cyan token and handed it to a tall and thin red-robed youth.

Chen Zong acknowledged, took the token with both hands, and said with a smile, “Please follow me, Senior Brother Shen.”

Shen Long followed Chen Zong down the left-hand cyan stone corridor, passing by many closed practice room doors.

Soon after, Chen Zong stopped at the door of a practice room.

A square slot was present next to the door, which bore the large numerals “thirty-seven.”

Chen Zong placed the cyan token into the slot, poured his mana into it, and the token shone brightly.

The door swung open, and an extremely rich surge of spiritual energy burst out.

Shen Long was surprised; the density of spiritual energy in this practice room was triple that of the outside world, making it indeed an excellent place to attempt Foundation Establishment.

“Senior Brother Shen, this is the key for entering and leaving the practice room.

Keep it safe,”

Chen Zong handed over the token and explained how to use it.

After sending off Chen Zong, Shen Long entered, closing the door behind him.

The practice room was quite large, more than ten zhang in size, with a cyan stone bed a zhang in length at the lower left corner.

Shen Long sat cross-legged on the stone bed and took out a blue jade slip, pressing it to his forehead.

This was the Foundation Establishment experiences given by Chen Qingqing, which Shen Long could use as a reference.

After a while, Shen Long removed the jade slip and began cultivating.

As described in the jade slip, it was best to seclude oneself for a time upon first arriving at spirit land, rather than immediately taking the Foundation Establishment Pill.

Not long after, Shen Long closed his eyes, and a blue light enveloped his entire body.

…

At Green Cloud Peak, Qian Dafu stood at the entrance of Qingmei Courtyard and sent a Sound Transmission Talisman.

Just under half an hour later, no one had come out.

“Strange, Senior Brother Shen should have returned at this time!”

Qian Dafu muttered, puzzled.

Lin Cheng approached and asked, “Senior Brother Qian, are you looking for Senior Brother Shen?”

“Yes!

Do you know where Senior Brother Shen is?”

Qian Dafu inquired.

“Senior Brother Shen said he was entering seclusion for a period of time.

I don’t know the details,”

Lin Cheng replied.

“Seclusion?”

Qian Dafu was taken aback, utterly confused.

Shen Long hadn’t mentioned this to him!

Why would he suddenly enter seclusion?

Unable to understand, he stopped trying to figure it out, chatted with Lin Cheng for a few minutes, and then returned to his residence.