Zhou Yuliang

Back at his residence, Shen Long entered a secret room.

He took out the Cyan Gourd, uncorked it, and a beam of cyan light flew out, revealing a ball of cyan flame. The Cyan Flame rolled and surged, transforming into a palm-sized Cyan Fire Bird that emitted a terrifyingly high temperature.

As soon as the Cyan Fire Bird appeared, it flapped its wings and pounced on Shen Long.

Shen Long opened his mouth, and a ball of red flame flew out—it was the Red Lotus True Flame.

The Red Lotus True Flame surged and rolled, transforming into a miniature Miniature Flood Dragon. The Miniature Flood Dragon opened its blood-red maw and pounced on the Cyan Fire Bird.

The Cyan Fire Bird and the miniature Fire Flood Dragon were locked in combat when Shen Long intervened. Before long, the miniature Fire Flood Dragon devoured the Cyan Fire Bird.

As far as he knew, spirit flames could devour each other, but to improve the grade of the Red Lotus True Flame, it needed to devour a higher-grade spirit flame.

Shen Long extinguished the Red Lotus True Flame and sat down to meditate and regulate his breathing.

The night passed quickly, and the next morning, Shen Long got up early. Master Ice Silkworm had already left his residence, Shen Long strolled around the streets.

There were many pedestrians on the street, and quite a few Core Formation Cultivator could be seen.

After a short while, Shen Long appeared at the entrance of a magnificent palace, with the three large characters "Heavenly Pill Palace" written on the plaque.

The Medicine King Assembly includes an alchemy competition. Registration is required, and participants must provide their own materials. The top ten participants will receive a prize.

Shen Long stepped inside. The main hall was spacious and bright, with Zhang Qing jade table set up. A Yellow-Shirted Man sat behind the blue jade table, which was covered with some books.

Shen Long walked over and said, "I'm here to register for the alchemy competition at the Medicine King Assembly."

The Yellow-Shirted Man asked Shen Long Shen Long's name and gave him a Cyan Jade Tablet with the number "135" written on the front. He said, "Senior, this is your competition token. Please keep it safe. You will need it to participate in the Medicine King Assembly and publicly refine pills."

Shen Long nodded, put away the jade token, and turned to walk out.

Ye Hongyao walked in, and seeing Shen Long, she was somewhat surprised. She smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Shen, it's been a long time."

"Fairy Ye, you'll be participating in the alchemy competition too, won't you?"

Shen Long asked with a smile.

Ye Hongyao nodded and said, "Of course, I'm hosting a gathering at the Peony Garden tonight at dusk. All the attendees are Third Rank Alchemist. If you have time, you're welcome to come and join us."

Shen Long nodded. "Okay, definitely."

After chatting for a few minutes, Shen Long left.

He strolled around the streets, looking at things as he went.

He visited several spirit medicine, inquiring about elixirs for the soul and spirit, but found none; such elixirs were not sold to the public.

Half an hour later, Shen Long appeared at the Bluestone Square where the stalls were set up, and walked around looking at them.

He had already inquired and found out that there were no fees to set up a stall here during the Medicine King Assembly.

His gaze swept over the items on the stall, but most of them didn't catch his eye.

As he passed a small stall, the two Red Spirit Beast Bag at his waist swayed slightly, and Shen Long stopped. The stall owner was a fat, big-eared old man in a Cyan Gourd tied around his waist. The stall was filled with various items, including ores, Demon Core, spirit medicine, and Spirit Wood.

Shen Long squatted down, picked up a piece of red ore, examined it, and asked, "Fellow Daoist, how much are these Fire Cloud Stone?"

Fire Cloud Stone is Third Rank refining material, typically used to craft fire-attribute Law Treasure.

"Fellow Daoist, what's your price?"

The old man in the green robe asked, hoping that Shen Long would name his price first.

"I'll trade you a pot of Third Rank Spirit Wine! This wine can enhance your Law Power."

Shen Long took out an exquisite blue wine pot and handed it to the old man in the blue robe.

The old man in the green robe lifted the lid of the pot, sniffed it a few times, and a look of rapture appeared on his face.

"Make a deal."

As the old man in the green robe spoke, he took a sip and praised, "Excellent wine! I wonder what it's made of?"

"Demon Core from Third Rank Snow Clam! Originating from the North Sea Cultivation World."

Shen Long said that he had purchased a lot of resources in the North Sea Cultivation World, including Spirit Wine, Spirit Wood, Demon Core, and so on.

"Indeed! I am Han Lin, how shall I address you, fellow Daoist?"

The old man in the green robe asked casually.

"Shen Long!"

Shen Long said.

"So it's Fellow Daoist Shen Fellow Daoist Shen. Please feel free to choose anything from the stall."

Han Lin said.

"No need, I'm only interested in these Fire Cloud Stone."

Shen Long politely declined.

Han Lin didn't force him and took another sip of the Spirit Wine.

Shen Long strolled around the Bluestone Square and bought more than ten spirit medicine that were over six hundred years old. He found an open space, spread out a coarse cloth, and took out dozens of items, including Demon Core, animal hides, Spirit Wood, pills, Spirit Wine, and so on.

He took out a Cyan Prayer Mat and placed it on the ground, sat down cross-legged, took out a thick Blue Book, and began to read it.

Cultivators frequently asked questions, and Shen Long talked to them, selling a considerable amount of Monster Beast Material.

After a short while, a somewhat hoarse male voice rang out. "Fellow Daoist, what are the effects of the Green Civet Pill and the Bright Moon Pill?"

Shen Long looked up and saw a tall, imposing man in a blue robe standing in front of his stall, exuding a Sha Qi aura.

"The Green Civet Pill can detoxify, and the Bright Moon Pill can enhance Law Power."

Shen Long said.

"How about I trade this Pill Formula for a bottle of Green Civet Pill and a bottle of Bright Moon Pill?"

The burly man in the blue robe took out a Cyan Jade Slip and handed it to Shen Long.

"Dragon Transformation Pill!"

Shen Long's face showed a thoughtful expression.

He hesitated for a moment, then nodded and agreed to the exchange.

The Ice Flood Dragon is already Flood Dragon, so it doesn't need the Dragon Transformation Pill. However, Core Formation Cultivator raises a spirit python would definitely be interested in the Dragon Transformation Pill.

The burly man in the blue robe looked pleased, took the two Cyan Porcelain Bottle from Shen Long, and got up to leave.

Shen Long sold most of what he brought out, and in return, he obtained a lot of resources, mostly spirit medicine.

As darkness fell, Shen Long felt it was about time, so he packed up his stall and left the square where he had set up his business.

A quarter of an hour later, Shen Long arrived at the entrance of a vast manor. The plaque above the entrance bore the three large characters "Peony Garden," and two Foundation Establishment Cultivator stood guard at the gate.

Shen Long strode into the Peony Garden. The guards did not stop him. As soon as he entered, a young and beautiful Green-Robed Maiden Peony Garden dress quickly approached him, bowed gracefully, and said, "Senior, are you here for the gathering? Please follow me."

Shen Long nodded and let the Green-Robed Maiden lead the way.

Not long after, he arrived at a secluded courtyard. Inside the courtyard was a Cyan Bamboo Pavilion, where two men and two women were sitting, drinking tea and chatting. Ye Hongyao and Lin Qing were both there.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, you've arrived."

Ye Hongyao smiled slightly and gestured for Shen Long to sit down.

"My name is Zhao Feng. I've heard Junior Sister Ye mention Fellow Daoist Shen before."

A tall young man in a blue robe clasped his hands in greeting.

"My name is Zhou Yuliang, and I greet Fellow Daoist Shen."

A well-mannered young man in a yellow shirt introduced himself.

The young man in the yellow shirt had a fair complexion and a tall stature, giving him an approachable impression.

"Fellow Daoist, are you from the Zhou Clan the Western Desert?"

Shen Long asked politely.

"Indeed, Fellow Daoist Shen has been to the Western Desert Cultivation World?"

Zhou Yuliang said curiously.