Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race-Chapter 36 - Chance Encounter with an Old Friend_1
36: 36 Chance Encounter with an Old Friend_1
36: 36 Chance Encounter with an Old Friend_1
Spirit Stones, magic artifacts, jade slips, and more, but the Spirt Control Token was the most eye-catching.
There were two thousand two hundred and twenty-five Spirit Stones, fifteen magic artifacts, one of which was of high-quality, eight of medium-quality, a set of Mother-Child Blades, over twenty jade slips, and one Earth Escape Charm,
Many of the jade slips mentioned the Yu Family of Zhao Country; as Zhao Country is a neighbor to Qin Country, the secret dwelling’s owner likely came from the Yu Family of Zhao Country.
Shen Long picked up a red, circular jade pendant.
On the front was the character “Yu,” and on the back, a miniature fire crow was engraved, making the pendant resemble an identity token.
He tried infusing it with mana, but there was no response.
To his knowledge, identity tokens usually require the cultivator’s essence blood to be dripped on them, rendering them unusable by anyone other than the blood’s owner, serving as an identification method.
Not knowing where the secret dwelling’s owner acquired the Spirit Control Token, a yellow jade slip recorded a cultivation technique called “Qiantu Grimoire,” which contained only the methods for practicing the first six levels; the other jade slips recorded content mostly related to Zhao Country.
After some thought, Shen Long considered that, even with the high prices on Cloud Dream Mountain, if he didn’t spend extravagantly, over two thousand Spirit Stones would be enough to keep him living there for decades, without having to hunt Monster Beasts for more Spirit Stones.
What he needed to do now was to focus on cultivation and wait for the gathering of the Immortal’s Gathering to commence.
Shen Long packed away the items on the bed and took out the Spirt Control Tower, pouring his mana into it.
The Spirt Control Tower shone with a blue light, and a strong suction force pulled him into it.
A series of joyful hissing noises sounded as the Iron Tail Scorpion crawled out of the Spirit Control Pool and rushed towards Shen Long.
It had grown more than a size bigger and was still at the middle stage of the first rank.
Shen Long took out a red storage bag, turned the opening downwards, and gave it a light shake.
A sweep of red light flashed past, and a giant, azure rabbit with sharp fangs and a fist-sized blood hole in its head appeared on the ground.
This was a first-rank Monster Beast he had hunted on the way here, specifically to feed the Iron Tail Scorpion.
“Time for your meal, I’ll get you some Spirit Feeding Pills once you’ve settled in,”
said Shen Long.
Without the help of the Iron Tail Scorpion, he wouldn’t have been able to eliminate Xu Lei and Sun Yang.
The Iron Tail Scorpion clamped onto the giant rabbit’s body with its pincers, effortlessly tearing off a large piece of flesh and putting it in its mouth.
Shen Long exited the Spirt Control Tower and sat cross-legged on the bed, meditating and regulating his breath.
A day passed quickly, and Shen Long walked out of the room, heading downstairs.
As he left the Immortal Gathering Residence, his pupils contracted, and he immediately turned around and headed back upstairs.
Li Ruxue and a handsome, white-clothed young man passed by the entrance of the Immortal Gathering Residence, and she did not notice Shen Long.
Returning to his room, Shen Long’s brows furrowed; he had not expected Li Ruxue to be in the marketplace.
If news of the Spirt Control Token got out, the Li Family, Chen Family, and Han Family might search for him in the shadows.
Cloud Dream Mountain was under the joint control of the five major powers of Qin Country; although they dared not act against Shen Long within the marketplace, they could take him outside Cloud Dream Mountain, and who knew what methods a Foundation Establishment Cultivator might have.
“It seems that before I join the Spirit Control Sect, I must be careful, very careful, or else all will be for naught,”
muttered Shen Long to himself.
Over these past three years, he had moved stealthily, avoiding other cultivators, especially wary of meeting cultivators from the Han Family, Li Family, and Chen Family; otherwise, he would have gone to Cloud Dream Mountain long ago.
Shen Long’s facial features blurred and changed as he altered his appearance.
After putting on a different set of clothes, he finally left the Immortal Gathering Residence.
The streets were bustling with people, Li Ruxue nowhere to be seen.
Shen Long strolled around, taking in the various sights.
He noticed that there were quite a few elixir shops, weapons shops, and talisman crafting shops; some smaller shops even had top-quality magic artifacts for sale at astonishing prices, completely out of his reach.
After less than half an hour, Shen Long stood at the entrance of a large eighteen-story Qing-colored pavilion, with “Spirt Control Pavilion” written in golden characters on the plaque above.
According to some shop owners, this is a store opened by the Spirt Control Sect offering spirit insects and spirit beasts, as well as selling Spirit Feeding Pills.
Standing at the entrance, Shen Long heard a series of loud beast roars.
He strode inside, and was greeted by a spacious and bright hall with several large iron cages displayed within, which housed various spirit beasts.
There was a red leopard with three eyes, a vulture with two heads, and a golden giant scorpion with four wings on its back.
Behind a long green counter was a row of tall shelves filled with numerous bottles and jars, with green-robed attendants introducing products to the customers.
Shen Long walked over, and a green-robed attendant quickly approached, warmly saying, “Fellow Daoist, may I know what I can assist you with?”
“I would like to buy some Spirit Feeding Pills, how many spirit stones for one?”
Shen Long inquired.
“Two hundred and seventy spirit stones a bottle, ten pills per bottle, how many would you like?”
The green-robed attendant asked.
“I’ll take one bottle.”
Shen Long said.
“Please wait a moment, Daoist friend, I will be right back.”
After saying this, the green-robed attendant turned and walked towards a green shelf.
“I also want Spirit Feeding Pills, two bottles.”
An enchanting female voice rang out.
Shen Long felt this voice was somewhat familiar, and turning his head, he saw Ye Yuqing coming toward him; she had reached the eighth level of Qi Refinement.
Shen Long had never imagined that he would run into Ye Yuqing here, it seemed that she too was here to attend the Ascension Conference.
Shortly after, the green-robed attendant returned, handing a green porcelain bottle to Shen Long.
Shen Long poured out the Spirit Feeding Pills, carefully checked them, confirmed they were correct, then put them back into the porcelain bottle and paid the spirit stones.
The Spirit Feeding Pills sold by the Spirt Control Sect were cheaper, which was normal; if their prices were higher, those sold by the Treasure Pavilion would surely be even more expensive.
After leaving the Spirt Control Pavilion, Shen Long followed Ye Yuqing from more than ten zhang away; with many pedestrians on the street, Ye Yuqing didn’t notice.
A stick of incense later, Ye Yuqing arrived at the entrance of a thirty-six-storied golden pavilion bearing the silver characters “Cloud Dream Pavilion.”
Ye Yuqing walked in, but Shen Long did not follow.
He had inquired about the situation at Cloud Dream Mountain from the shopkeeper of the Immortal Gathering Residence; Cloud Dream Pavilion was the largest and most expensive inn there.
As a Talisman Maker, Ye Yuqing could sell talismans to earn spirit stones, so it was not surprising that she was staying at Cloud Dream Pavilion.
Shen Long noted Ye Yuqing’s place of stay and continued to wander around.
After another stick of incense had passed, he arrived at a vast Azure Stone Plaza with a golden stele over three zhang tall standing at the center, engraved with the characters “Free Trade Plaza.”
This was where the Loose Cultivators set up their stalls, and unlike Qianzhu Valley, there was a fee for setting up here; free trade with prices set by the vendors themselves, with no responsibility accepted for deception.
There were many small stalls in the Free Trade Plaza, mostly run by Qi Refining Cultivators and some by Foundation Establishment Cultivators; the stalls had a plethora of items including spiritual medicine, ores, Monster Beasts materials, spirit wood, talismans, spiritual wine, and so on.
“This year’s freshly brewed green apricot wine, effective for advancing essence mana, come take a look.”
A bell-like female voice reached Shen Long’s ears.
Shen Long frowned, this voice was too familiar; he followed the sound to a small stall and saw Huang Xiuyun.
