136: Foundation Establishment Middle Stage_2 136: Foundation Establishment Middle Stage_2 This is the main altar of the Hundred Ghosts Sect, guarded year-round by vigilant disciples of the sect.
In a chilling, black palace, a voluptuous woman in a black dress sat in the main seat, her features striking.
A tall, gaunt middle-aged man was reporting to the woman in the black dress, his expression respectful.
“Aunt Master Xu, that person isn’t a member of the Yu Family; he’s an impostor,” said the middle-aged man.
Shen Guang, a Foundation Establishment Middle Stage, a disciple from the Information Hall of the Hundred Ghosts Sect.
“What about Master Nephew Li and the others?
Have they not found the murderer yet?” the Woman in the black dress asked with a frown.
Xu Li, the head of the Information Hall of the Hundred Ghosts Sect.
“The three of them suddenly disappeared.
I’ve sent people to investigate.
Chen Liang has also gone missing, and it’s highly likely they were silenced by people from the Spirit Control Sect.
The people they sent this time are quite formidable.
Should we send more manpower to apprehend the murderer?” Shen Guang asked.
“Never mind, our relations with the Yin Corpse Sect are not good, and they’re unwilling to cooperate, making it difficult for us to capture those from the Spirit Control Sect.
Increase the search for the descendants of the Yu Family, and don’t let the Barbarian Tribe find them first.
That object must not fall into the hands of the Barbarian Tribe,” Xu Li instructed.
They had received reliable intelligence that the Barbarian Tribe sent people to infiltrate Zhao Country to look for the treasures left by the Yu Family; they dispatched a large number of people to capture the Barbarian Tribe’s spies.
Not long after, the news of the Hundred Ghosts Sect’s capture of the remnants of the Yu Family spread, clearly the work of the Barbarian Tribe.
“Yes, Aunt Master Xu,” Shen Guang complied and took his leave.
As spring gave way to autumn, five years passed.
In the Profound Yin Marketplace, the streets were thronged with people and bustling with activity.
Qingtang Courtyard, a door to a secret chamber opened, and Shen Long emerged with a smile on his face.
His aura was much stronger than before; he had reached the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage.
In less than twenty years, Shen Long had advanced from the early stage to the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, a truly rapid pace of cultivation.
He had been in Zhao Country for over a decade, spending quite a time in cultivation, consuming second-tier elixirs like the Yellow Apricot Pill and the Heyuan Pill, but his swift progress to the middle stage of Foundation Establishment was also due to his Life-Bound Spirit Bird, the Gold-Winged Windroc.
With Shen Long’s nurturing, the Gold-Winged Windroc finally advanced to the second tier, saving Shen Long a great deal of time and hard cultivation, allowing him to smoothly progress to the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment.
Without the feedback from his Life-Bound Spirit Bird, it would have taken him a decade or even longer to reach the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.
Outsiders like Yu Susu were not aware of the exact timing of Shen Long’s progress to the Foundation Establishment stage, and Shen Long was not worried about anyone noticing the anomaly.
Besides reaching the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment, Shen Long had also mastered two wind-type spells to Great Perfection: the Sky-Flying Technique and the Whirlwind Technique, the former being a first-tier spell and the latter, a second-tier spell.
The Whirlwind Technique was an Escape Speed spell, allowing him to transform into a tornado for rapid escape.
The more abundant his mana, the longer the distance he could flee.
Shen Long took out a Law Disk that glimmered with blue light and imbued it with a spell.
Liu Shi’s voice sounded: “Senior Yu, I’ve received news that a second-tier Flood Dragon has been seen at Black Python Lake, and many seniors have already rushed there.”
Any other news?” Shen Long asked.
“That’s all, just this message,” Liu Shi replied honestly.
Contact me immediately if you receive important intelligence,” Shen Long instructed, severing the connection and then reaching out to Chen Li.
“Master Nephew Chen, any major events in the Cultivation Realm recently?” Shen Long inquired.
“I’ve heard that a second-tier Flood Dragon appeared at Black Python Lake, and many Foundation Establishment Cultivators have rushed over,” Chen Li said.
You haven’t confirmed it?
How could a second-tier Flood Dragon suddenly appear out of nowhere?” Shen Long probed further.
“I’m not sure; the matter did come out of the blue.
I’m trying to verify it, but I’ve heard that disciples from the Yin Corpse Sect and the Hundred Ghosts Sect have already gone there,” Chen Li said.
Notify me as soon as you have the latest news,” Shen Long instructed, cutting off the communication and reaching out to Yu Susu.
After a while, the voice of Yu Susu came through the Messaging Plate: “Taoist Friend Shen, it’s been a long time.”
“It has indeed, Fairy Yu.
I hear there’s been a second-tier Flood Dragon spotted at Black Python Lake; is that true?” Shen Long asked.
In fact, it was Taoist Friend Chen Hao, an old acquaintance of mine, who discovered this second-tier Flood Dragon.
You have met him,” Yu Susu said.
“He discovered it himself?” Shen Long pressed.
“Not exactly; several Foundation Establishment Cultivators saw it, then rushed back for reinforcements.
A good number of Foundation Establishment Cultivators have gone there by now,” Yu Susu explained.
“I see, thank you for enlightening me,” Shen Long responded.
“Taoist Friend Yu, surely you’re not considering making a move on that second-tier Flood Dragon!
Flood Dragons are not easily provoked.
I know your strength is not weak, but you’re just at the early stage of Foundation Establishment; it would be better not to provoke a second-tier Flood Dragon,” Yu Susu advised.
“Thank you for the warning, Fairy Yu.
I’ll keep it in mind,” Shen Long thanked her.
“Very well, take care of yourself,” Yu Susu said without further ado.
Shen Long put away the Messaging Plate and went out.
Once outside the marketplace, Shen Long conjured his Flying Artifact and flew towards the sky.
Half a month later, Shen Long arrived at Black Python Lake, where a large number of Cultivators had gathered, including many Foundation Establishment Cultivators.
Black Python Lake broadly referred to a large area, at its center a vast black lake where a late stage second-tier You Watersnake once appeared, hence the name.
“Taoist Friend Liu, what a coincidence!” Shen Long greeted Qingzhu Hermit whom he had spotted.
“Taoist Friend Shen, you’re here as well,” Qingzhu Hermit nodded in response.
“Taoist Friend Liu, has that second-tier Flood Dragon not been slain yet?” Shen Long asked curiously.
“The Foundation Establishment Cultivators from the Hundred Ghosts Sect and the Yin Corpse Sect are currently in the process of killing it.
Before that, two Monster Hunting Teams were annihilated by this Flood Dragon,” Qingzhu Hermit shared.