485: 393 Divinity Transformation Dojo (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_1 485: 393 Divinity Transformation Dojo (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_1 A month had passed, in a certain secret chamber.
Shen Long sat cross-legged on a red cushion, his eyes slightly closed, his body shrouded in a red aurora.
After a while, a Sound Transmission Talisman flew in and hovered in front of him.
The red aurora around Shen Long dissipated as he opened his eyes, flicked his fingers, and a beam of red light shot out, striking the Sound Transmission Talisman.
The talisman spontaneously ignited, relaying the voice of Chu Shan, “Senior Shen, the elder from the Fire Sun Clan, Yan Feng, has returned.
I have invited him over.”
Shen Long’s eyes lit up as he rose to his feet and walked out.
A red-robed elder radiating with a ruddy complexion sat within the stone pavilion, with Chu Shan and Qin Tianhe standing by his side.
Upon seeing Shen Long, the elder quickly rose and greeted him with a clasped fist, “I am Yan Feng.
It is an honor to et Taoist Friend Shen.”
His expression was sowhat tense, as he couldn’t fathom why Shen Long, who possessed the strength of a great cultivator, would seek him out.
“You two may leave.
I would like a good chat with Taoist Friend Yan.”
Shen Long said.
Chu Shan and Qin Tianhe acknowledged and turned to leave.
Shen Long sat down in the stone pavilion and started to make idle conversation with Yan Feng.
Yan Feng, unsure of what Shen Long’s true intentions were, responded cautiously.
“Taoist Friend Yan, I see you’re carrying a Spirit Beast bag by your waist, so you must be raising a Spirit Beast.
Could you let it out for to have a look?”
Shen Long asked.
Yan Feng was slightly startled but agreed readily, patting the red Spirit Beast bag at his waist.
A massive red scorpion erged, landing on the ground with a pair of red thin wings each several zhang in width sprouting from its back.
Shen Long frowned, rembering the information provided by Du Xiao.
The heterodox cultivator was said to possess a peculiar beast, but details were limited.
He did not know the exact nature of the beast, but he was certain it was not a Spirit Insect.
“Taoist Friend Yan, do you only have one Spirit Insect?”
Shen Long asked curiously.
“Years ago, I had a third-order Lihuo Falcon, but it died at the claws of Monster Beasts.
Is there sothing wrong?”
Yan Feng asked, puzzled.
He had no prior dealings with Shen Long and maintained good relations with the Human Clan, rarely making enemies.
If he harbored any guilt, he would not dare to confront Shen Long.
“Nothing at all!
Taoist Friend Yan, have you ever seen this type of Monster Beast?”
Shen Long took out a red scroll and handed it to Yan Feng.
Upon unrolling it, Yan Feng saw a pattern of an Alien Beast with a tiger’s head, bird’s wings, dragon’s scales, and a serpent’s tail.
This was the Monster Beasts Pattern that Shen Long had drawn up based on divinatory information.
If the Fire Sun Clan cultivator raised such an Alien Beast, it could very well be the heterodox cultivator Shen Long was looking for.
“Never seen this, never even heard of it.”
Yan Feng shook his head.
“I ca to you because I heard that Taoist Friend Yan was raising such an Alien Beast.
It seems it was a false lead.
If you happen to know of anyone who keeps such a beast, please do let know.
Your assistance will be handsoly rewarded.”
The sincerity in Shen Long’s voice was evident.
Yan Feng suddenly realized that Shen Long was searching for an Alien Beast, which made sense given that Shen Long hailed from the Spirit Control Sect.
It was natural for him to look for such a beast.
“No problem at all.
If I hear anything, I’ll notify you imdiately.
Do you often stay in the Red Spider Marketplace, Taoist Friend Shen?
Should I inform Friend Chu if you’re not present?”
Yan Feng’s voice was warm.
“I won’t be a regular at the Red Spider Marketplace.
If you can’t find , you can indeed inform Friend Chu, or you could go to the Five Poisons Marketplace or Golden Toad Mountain and notify the disciples of our sect.
The Spirt Control Sect has opened shops in both markets.”
Shen Long explained.
Yan Feng readily agreed to all, and after chatting for half an hour, he took his leave.
Chu Shan and Qin Tianhe ca in.
Shen Long handed the scroll to Chu Shan and ordered, “Keep an eye out for news about this Alien Beast.
Once you have any information, go inform the disciples at the Five Poisons Marketplace or Golden Toad Mountain.
There will be a hefty reward.”
Shen Long’s pursuits were not as they appeared to unknowing cultivators, who believed he was after an Alien Beast, when, in fact, he was searching for a person.
“Yes, Senior Shen.”
Chu Shan agreed.
After giving so additional instructions, Shen Long left the place.
Having left the marketplace, Shen Long transford into a red Escape Light that broke through the sky and flew off towards the southwest.
He planned to return to Golden Toad Mountain, where there was a stronghold of the Wind Listening Tower.
He intended to inquire about the Alien Beast from them.
The Tianji Hermit and Du Xiao had cast divinations to foretell Shen Long’s fate, alluding to great opportunities.
The difference was their divinatory outcos did not match.
Perhaps they pointed to the sa fortune, which could help narrow down the search, or there might be two significant fortunes.
If it was the latter, that would certainly be fortuitous.
After traveling a hundred thousand li, Shen Long’s brows furrowed.
With a flick of his wrist, a Pursuing Spirit Beast erged from the Spirit Beast Bracelet and landed before him.
It let out seven loud roars, signaling it had detected a cultivator that frequently interacted with Shen Long.
As the Pursuing Spirit Beast was not yet able to speak human language, it could not convey specific information about the target to Shen Long, indicating only through this thod.
Now at the middle stage of the fourth order, any target that appeared within two hundred li could be sensed by the beast detecting the fluctuations of their Divine Sense.
The Pursuing Spirit Beast was quite proficient at tracking enemies through their Divine Sense, but unfortunately, its combat prowess was not strong, certainly not when compared to those of the Fire Qilin Beast, Iron Tail Scorpion, Ice Flood Dragon, or Gold-Winged Windroc.
Shen Long flipped his right hand, and the Purple Pupil Bead appeared in it.
He infused mana into the bead, which imdiately lit up with a blinding spiritual light.
“Eh, Fairy Chu, it’s her, in the secret realm?”
Shen Long uttered a soft yelp, his face full of shock.
Chu Buyu was more than three hundred miles away, and beyond three hundred miles, there was a purple light gate that seed to be the entrance to a secret realm.
He could clearly see that Chu Buyu had entered the secret realm.
“Since Fairy Chu has entered this secret realm, there might be so good things in there,”
Shen Long said.
He recalled the Pursuing Spirit Beast into the Spirit Beast Bracelet, changed his appearance, his body glowed a bright red, and he increased his escape speed.
More than three hundred miles away, a huge purple light gate floated in the sky, with a giant sun pattern on the surface of the light gate.
Shen Long stopped in mid-air and quickly swept his divine sense across the purple light gate, finding nothing unusual.
“This sun marking, could it be a dojo or mansion left behind by Ziyang Monarch?”
Shen Long’s face was full of curiosity.
Ziyang Monarch was a fifth-tier Alchemist, but he was a flash in the pan, leaving behind few traces.
Shen Long had consulted many records of high-ranking cultivators in the Scripture Pavilion of the Five Sage Sect, and there weren’t many stories about Ziyang Monarch.
The main cultivation thod and life-bound magic treasure of the Monarch were adorned with a purple sun pattern, so upon seeing the sun pattern on the purple light gate, he naturally thought of Ziyang Monarch.
It was rumored that Ziyang Monarch was killed by Monster Beasts, and other rumors said he ascended to the Realm of the Spiritual Pivot.
Shen Long cast a defense on himself and flew towards the purple light gate, passing through it with ease.
A vast underground cave revealed itself, with uneven stone walls, and a row of stalactites of varying lengths hanging from the ceiling.
In the lower left corner lay a green giant lion, and not far off stood a golden fruit tree over two Zhang tall, dotted with over a dozen elliptical green fruits, each marked with spiraling silver patterns on their surfaces.
A red light flared in mid-air, and Shen Long appeared, sheathed in a thick red light screen.
“Longevity Fruit!”
Shen Long was overjoyed upon seeing the green fruit tree.
Consuming a Longevity Fruit could extend one’s life by a hundred years, although the drawback was that the effect could not be stacked; no matter how many fruits one ate, it would only extend life by a hundred years.
So Nascent Soul Cultivators stuck at a bottleneck for years, and once they finally overca it, found their lifespans nearly exhausted.
At such tis, a Longevity Fruit represented hope.
The first ti Shen Long went to the Northern Sea Cultivation Realm, there were Nascent Soul Cultivators seeking to buy Longevity Fruits.
At that mont, the green giant lion also noticed Shen Long.
It opened its wide mouth and shot out a massive green Wind Blade, which reached Shen Long in an instant.
The giant Wind Blade struck the red light screen, eliciting a muffled sound, but the light screen remained unscathed.
As the green giant lion prepared to use another thod, Shen Long flipped his right hand, revealing the Soul-Devouring Bell.
He channeled mana into the Soul-Devouring Bell, lighting up a blinding purple light.
The Soul-Devouring Scorpion pattern on the bell seed to co alive, emitting a harsh, long cry.
The body of the green giant lion shuddered, experiencing a soul-deep unbearable pain, as if its divine soul were about to split open.
A red massive fist flew forth, striking the head of the green giant lion with precision.
The head of the green giant lion burst apart like a paper image, dead in an instant.
With the strength of Shen Long’s physical body, most fourth-tier Monster Beasts’ heads couldn’t withstand a single punch from him—they were destined to die.
Shen Long summoned a green jade vase and collected the spirit soul of the green giant lion.
He carefully plucked all the Longevity Fruits, then brought out the Qinglian Vase.
With its help, he transplanted the Longevity Fruit tree.
Shen Long took the corpse of the green giant lion and left.
Once outside the cave, Shen Long found himself at the summit of a lush green peak, with a vast expanse of green bamboo forest not far away, the spiritual energy here was abundant.
He released the Fire Qilin Beast, Hundred Eyes Cicada, and Iron Tail Scorpion.
The Iron Tail Scorpion burrowed into the earth, while the Hundred Eyes Cicada’s eyes lit up with a blinding golden light.
“Green Marrow Mushroom!
Green Nether Python, it’s like a secret realm; hopefully, it’s a dojo or mansion of Ziyang Monarch.”
Shen Long talked to himself, showing an interested expression.
He hopped onto the back of the Fire Qilin Beast, with the Hundred Eyes Cicada perching on the head of the beast, and they sped down the mountain at a considerable pace.
Before long, they vanished into the bamboo forest.
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A giant valley surrounded by mountains on three sides, an enormous explosion echoed from within the valley, accompanied by dazzling green light.
At the end of the valley was a massive pool hundreds of Zhang across, with five blue lotuses floating on the water surface.
A blue python with a large crest on its head lay at the edge of the pool, its head pierced by a bloody hole.
Four n and a woman stood by the pool, amongst them was Wu Jiao.
“These five Xuan Water Lotus plants are over two thousand years old, it seems there are indeed many high-age Spiritual dicines here,” said a tall and thin man in a golden robe with a smile.
“This is Ziyang Monarch’s dojo, the truly good things aren’t here.
Let’s not waste too much ti on the outskirts.
Our noise breaking the ban was too loud, and it must have been noticed by other cultivators.
We have to get ahead of them and find the inheritance of Ziyang Monarch,” said a tall and sturdy man in a green robe sternly.
Mu Lang, the Sect Master of the Soul Shattering Palace, a Nascent Soul Cultivator in the late stage.
Wu Jiao and the others had discovered the dwelling of an ancient cultivator in the Myriad Poison Valley and broke through its bans to obtain a large batch of treasures, including a jade slip ntioning the dojo of Ziyang Monarch.
They had gone through great difficulties to break the ban and entered here to seek treasures.
Wu Jiao and the rest nodded, harvested the five Xuan Water Lotuses, collected the corpse of the blue python, and left the place.
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