Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race-Chapter 37 - Qi Refinement Level 8_1
37: 37 Qi Refinement Level 8_1
37: 37 Qi Refinement Level 8_1
Huang Xiuyun was currently at the seventh level of Qi Refinement, and her stall was set up with some wine pots.
Shen Long had never expected Huang Xiuyun to be at Cloud Dream Mountain as well; it seemed the Immortal Ascension Conference had attracted quite a number of Qi Refining Loose Cultivators.
“Taoist friend, would you like to buy some Spiritual Wine?
I have both Essence Advancing and Restorative Spiritual Power varieties.”
Huang Xiuyun said enthusiastically.
Chen Li brought her to Cloud Dream Mountain, hoping she could join a great power and have better prospects.
“Fairy Huang, do you have any vigor-enhancing Spiritual Wine?”
A rough male voice sounded.
Following the direction of the voice, Huang Xiuyun looked over and saw a burly man in a yellow shirt with a full beard, carrying a long yellow saber on his back, his clothes stained with some brownish blood.
“Su Xiong, if you’re going to buy, buy; if not, don’t cause trouble.”
A refined-looking young man dressed in white said.
Su Xiong glared at the young man in white and retorted, “Li Xiao, I’m just talking to Fairy Huang, what’s it to you?
Fairy Huang isn’t your someone or other.”
“I just can’t stand the way you conduct yourself, is that a problem?”
Li Xiao countered.
“I only have Restorative Spiritual Power and Essence Advancing Spiritual Wine; I don’t have any others.”
Huang Xiuyun hastily tried to smooth things over.
Su Xiong was the leader of a Monster Hunting Team and had the cultivation of the ninth level of Qi Refinement.
Huang Xiuyun could not afford to provoke him, while Li Xiao, being a Loose Cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Refinement, was not afraid of Su Xiong.
Su Xiong snorted coldly and, without saying anything further, strode away.
“Thank you, Taoist Friend Li.”
Huang Xiuyun uttered words of gratitude.
“It’s nothing; he wouldn’t dare to act recklessly in the marketplace.”
Li Xiao offered words of comfort.
Shen Long did not pay attention to them and walked away, strolling leisurely.
He saw many desirable items but did not purchase anything; he was simply broadening his horizons and gaining knowledge.
After wandering around the plaza, he returned to the Immortal Gathering Residence.
Shen Long sat cross-legged on the wooden bed and took out a Qi Nourishing Pill, popping it into his mouth.
The elixir dissolved upon entering his mouth and a surge of Spiritual Energy arose in his abdomen; he quickly began cultivating to refine it.
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A nine-story golden pagoda stood tall, its signboard inscribed with the three large characters “Purple Maple Pavilion.” The doors were wide open, with several cultivators entering and leaving.
This was a shop set up by the Chu Family, specializing in selling weapons.
On the ninth floor, Chu Wenbin and a rosy-cheeked old man dressed in a golden robe were sitting around a cyan tea table, sipping tea and chatting.
“It was a wasted journey, just another useless clue.”
Chu Wenbin sighed.
“It can’t be said to be a wasted trip; at least it eliminates the possibility of this person being in Qingzhou.
The family ancestor said that as long as we can find this person, no matter the cost, it will be worth it.”
The man in the golden robe said.
Chu Tianshan, at the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment.
“This Immortal Ascension Conference has attracted a large number of cultivators; the Yang Family has brought many youngsters over.
It seems the competition this time is even fiercer than the last.”
Chu Wenbin frowned as he spoke.
The Xuanyang Sect’s recruitment might be limited in numbers, and the amount of disciples accepted each year varies.
The more cultivators take part in the Immortal Ascension Conference, the fiercer the competition becomes.
“What’s there to worry about?
Yanran and the others are quite commendable.
Joining the Xuanyang Sect won’t be a problem for them.
As for how much farther they can go, that depends on the individuals themselves,”
Chu Tianshan said nonchalantly.
“Indeed, that is true.
I wonder how many promising talents will emerge at this Immortal Ascension Gathering.
In the last one, the Xuanyang Sect acquired a cultivator with Heavenly Spirit Root.
If nothing unexpected happens, that person reaching the Core Formation Stage shouldn’t be a problem,”
Chu Wenbin said enviously.
The Chu Family only had two members with Dual Spiritual Roots, and they were being groomed as successors.
The Chu Family had never had anyone with a Heavenly Spirit Root.
Chu Tianshan nodded and said, “Yes!
The Immortal Ascension Gathering is an opportunity for the five great powers to recruit disciples, as well as a chance for us to collect valuable items.
I hope we can gather a few high-year Spiritual Medicines.”
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The better part of a year passed quickly, Immortal Gathering Residence, in a certain guest room.
Shen Long sat cross-legged on a wooden bed, his eyes slightly closed, with blue specks of light floating around the room.
With each breath he took, the blue specks of light seemed to be guided toward him, gradually flowing into his mouth and nose.
Before long, all the blue specks had entered his body.
Shen Long opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath of turbid air.
“Qi Refinement eighth level!”
Shen Long revealed a look of delight.
It had taken him almost four years to advance from the seventh to the eighth level of Qi Refinement, during which he had consumed several Qi Nourishing Pills.
If he had only practiced bitterly without help, he wouldn’t have been able to reach the eighth level of Qi Refinement.
With this progress, Shen Long now met the requirements for taking disciples.
Feeling buoyant with joy, Shen Long took out the Spirit Control Tower and poured his mana into it.
A strong suction force pulled him into the Spirit Control Tower, where he stood beside the Spirit Control Pool.
The Iron Tail Scorpion let out an excited hissing sound, waving its large pincers nonstop.
During the past half-year, Shen Long had fed it two bottles of Spirit Feeding Pills.
It was still at the first stage, middle phase.
Rearing Spirit Insects was too costly in Spirit Stones.
When he thought about it, it made sense.
If two bottles of Spirit Feeding Pills could advance it to the first stage, late phase, cultivating Spirit Insects would be too easy.
Shen Long took out a blue jade bottle, inserted a spell into it, and promptly, the blue jade bottle lit up with a dazzling blue light.
Its size surged, releasing a burst of blue radiance.
As the blue light dispersed, a three-foot-long blue Spirit Fish appeared on the ground, still wriggling energetically.
The Iron Tail Scorpion reacted swiftly.
Its stinger vibrated abruptly, turning into a grey-white streak, striking the blue Spirit Fish on the head, while its pincers clamped around the fish’s body.
The blue Spirit Fish did not die immediately, its body struggling violently.
The Iron Tail Scorpion’s stinger shook continuously, leaving multiple small bloody holes in the fish’s head.
After a while, the blue Spirit Fish stopped moving.
The Iron Tail Scorpion’s massive pincers easily sliced open the belly of the blue Spirit Fish, tore off a large chunk of flesh, and shoved it into its mouth.
Spirit Feeding Pills were too expensive, costing twenty-seven Spirit Stones each.
Shen Long had to spend sparingly.
Every once in a while, he would buy it a first-stage initial-phase Spirit Fish, which was still acceptable.
Before much longer, the blue Spirit Fish was completely consumed by the Iron Tail Scorpion.
Shen Long left the Spirit Control Tower, ate something, altered his appearance, and left the Immortal Gathering Residence, strolling casually through the streets.
As the Immortal Ascension Gathering drew near, a large number of cultivators flocked to Cloud Dream Mountain, making it even more bustling.
Some merchants took the opportunity to promote their wares, and some powers organized auctions, presenting many valuable items to attract cultivators to participate in the bidding.
As he passed by an intersection, Shen Long frowned slightly.
A woman in a red dress was approaching him head-on.
“Li Yue, it’s actually her!”
Shen Long’s frown deepened.
Li Yue was a member of Chen Xiong’s Monster Hunting Team, and Shen Long had killed her brother.
They had ambushed Chen Xiong and the others, and Li Yue was the only one who had escaped.
He hadn’t expected her to come to Cloud Dream Mountain as well.
It truly was a narrow road for enemies; both enemies and friends had come to Cloud Dream Mountain.
He wondered if Qin Qing would also be there.
Shen Long kept his composure, almost brushing past Li Yue.
A short time later, after about the duration of a cup of tea, Shen Long arrived at the Free Trade Plaza and started to wander around.
The number of small stalls had increased.
Renting a stall for a month cost five Spirit Stones—too expensive; the land was worth its weight in gold.
Shen Long wandered around and soon stopped in front of a small stall.
The vendor was Ye Yutang, and the stall was displaying some first-tier talismans.
