Half a Year (No More Today)

Early the next morning, Tian Hua arrived at the entrance of Spirit Control Garden. Qian Dafu quickly walked over, bowed, and said, "Senior Tian, Uncle-Master Shen has been waiting for a long time. Please follow me."

Tian Hua nodded and followed Qian Dafu inside.

Not long after, he followed Qian Dafu to Golden Roc Courtyard. Shen Long sat in the stone pavilion, with a set of exquisite tea utensils on the tea table.

"Fellow Daoist Tian, please sit down and have some tea first. Let's have a good chat about the mating process of Spirit Scorpion."

Shen Long gestured for Tian Hua to sit down.

Tian Hua nodded and sat down, while Qian Dafu withdrew.

The two drank tea and chatted about the mating process of the Spirit Insect, discussing the process in detail.

A quarter of an hour later, Tian Hua said, "Fellow Daoist Shen, if there are no problems, let's begin!"

"This isn't the right place, let's go to the secret room!"

Shen Long said, and started walking towards the pavilion.

Tian Hua agreed and followed them inside.

Half an hour later, they came out of the attic, and Tian Hua's face showed joy.

"Thank you for your hard work, Fellow Daoist Shen."

Tian Hua expressed his gratitude.

Shen Long smiled calmly and said, "I didn't do anything; it was my Spirit Scorpion that did the work."

"I have other matters to attend to, so I won't bother you any longer. If you happen to be in the Southern Border Cultivation World another day, you can find me at the Poison Dragon Sect."

After saying this, Tian Hua took his leave.

Shen Long went to the General Affairs Hall, found a job refining pills, and received the materials to refine them.

The battle has lasted for more than three months, and the consumption of medicinal pills has been very high, especially healing pills.

Shen Long collected thirty sets of materials in one go. According to the regulations, each set of materials required the submission of fifteen pills. He could dispose of any extra pills as he pleased. The pills he submitted could be exchanged for Merit Points, which could then be used to exchange for cultivation resources.

Back at his residence, Shen Long went into the Alchemy Room, took out the Crimson Crow Cauldron, and began refining pills.

They only fight once every now and then; the rest of the time, it's mainly Foundation Establishment Cultivator engaging in life-or-death battles.

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Sky Wolf City, Sky Wolf Hall.

Zhe Sen sat in the main seat, with more than thirty Nascent Soul Cultivator sitting on both sides, their expressions solemn.

With the arrival of reinforcements, the Barbarian Race and Human Race engaged in even fiercer battles. Every day, a large number of cultivators died, and Foundation Establishment Cultivator became expendable resources. As it stands, the Barbarian Race are still able to withstand the pressure.

"We've suffered considerable losses in the three months since the war began. I wonder how long the Human Race cultivators will last; Human Race reproductive capacity is far superior to ours."

Zhe Sen frowned and said.

"I don't think we need to go to such lengths. Let the Nascent Soul Cultivator from both sides join forces and engage in a fierce battle. The outcome of the war will ultimately depend on us."

A burly Yellow-Shirted Big Man spoke up, his voice booming.

Zhuo Shan, the High Priest of the Black Crow Tribe, has the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul Late Stage stage.

The Black Crow Tribe is one of the Eighteen Great Barbarian Tribes and has close ties with the Golden Crow Tribe.

"The strategic intentions of the Human Race are still unclear. If you hastily engage in a deadly battle with Human Race Nascent Soul, even if you win, the Human Race will not retreat."

Hao Hu frowned and said.

"Human Race's strategic intentions won't be easily revealed to us. Nascent Soul Cultivator might know, and besides, this isn't the first time Human Race has targeted us."

Zhuo Shan said nonchalantly.

"That's true, but we still need to be cautious. If we don't understand the Human Race's strategic intentions, it will be very difficult for us to deal with them. Besides, it's not advisable to start a decisive battle with the Human Race too early. Even if we win, the Human Race won't retreat."

Hai Duoli shared her opinion.

"If we win, all will be well; but if we lose, our tribe may disappear into the annals of history."

Hao Hu expressed his strong agreement.

"Hmph, the longer we drag this out, the greater the casualties will be. It's better to just have a big battle with the Human Race and let them know how powerful we are."

Table Mountain disagreed.

"Fellow Daoist Zhe, you were the commander in this great battle. What are your thoughts?"

Hao Hu said.

Everyone looked at Zhe Sen, their expressions varying.

The Nascent Soul Cultivator from the Ten Great Tribes each had their own ideas; some advocated ending the war quickly, while others advocated taking it slowly.

"We have clashed with Human Race cultivators many times. Our people possess powerful physical bodies and have mastered Totem Technique, causing considerable trouble for the Human Race. However, Human Race cultivators have many methods: Spirit Beast, Formation, Talisman, pills, treasures, Corpse Refining, puppetry, Puppetry, Sword Dao Musical Rhythm, and so on. In general, we have suffered many losses. We are currently unclear about the Human Race's strategic intentions, so it is not advisable to engage in a decisive battle with them. However, we cannot allow the Human Race cultivators to wear us down. I plan to dispatch a group of high-level Half-Barbarian. They Human Race blood in their veins and can cause trouble in the Human Race heartland, creating some chaos for the Human Race and relieving our pressure."

Zhe Sen said.

If they rashly engage in a decisive battle and lose, the Sky Wolf Tribe may be wiped out.

"I agree with Fellow Daoist Zhe's opinion."

Hao Hu made a statement.

I agree.

Hai Duoli chimed in.

Most Nascent Soul Cultivator agreed, but they were unwilling to immediately engage in a death battle with the Human Race cultivators.

Seeing this, Zhuo Shan said nothing more.

"Then let's do it this way! Besides drawing upon the Half-Barbarian, each major tribe should send some experts to kill as many Human Race as possible and dampen their arrogance."

Zhe Sen said.

The monks wholeheartedly agreed, and the order was quickly relayed.

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Half a year passed quickly at Spirit Control Garden.

The door to the Alchemy Room at Golden Roc Courtyard opened, and Shen Long walked out.

He successfully refined a batch of pills, and all he needed to do was hand them over to the authorities to exchange for a large amount of Merit Points.

He went to the General Affairs Hall and found Qi Shan.

"Fellow Daoist Qi, these are the pills I refined. Please inspect them."

Shen Long took out a Cyan Storage Bag and handed it to Qi Shan.

Qi Shan took out dozens of porcelain bottles and carefully examined the pills inside each bottle. After confirming that there were no problems, he asked Shen Long to take out his Identity Plaque and awarded Shen Long a large sum of Merit Points.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, have you not taken any action against the Barbarian Race cultivators recently?"

Qi Shan asked curiously.

"I don't have that plan for the time being. Fellow Daoist Qi, please feel free to speak your mind."

Shen Long said with a smile.

"No, I was just curious. The war has been going on for more than half a year, and you've only made one move. I thought you were injured."

Qi Shan explained.

Shen Long simply didn't want to attract too much attention. So much time had passed, and he estimated that many powerful Core Formation Cultivator had emerged among the Human Race, which must have attracted the attention of the Barbarian Race.

After chatting for a few minutes, Shen Long left the General Affairs Hall.

After a short while, he appeared at the Bluestone Square where the stalls were set up, and strolled around looking at the surroundings.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, what a coincidence!"

A warm, friendly female voice rang out.

Shen Long looked in the direction of the sound and saw Han Yuwei and Lin Yutong walking towards him.

"Fairy Lin, are you alright?"

Shen Long asked with a smile.

"Thanks to Fellow Daoist Shen, my sister is alright now."

Lin Yutong expressed her gratitude.

"It's good that you're alright, otherwise my master would have been worried sick."

Shen Long said.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, would you mind having a word with me in private?"

Han Yuwei said politely.

Shen Long nodded and followed Han Yuwei and Lin Yutong to a Teahouse, where they requested a private room.

"Fellow Daoist Shen and Fellow Daoist Lin have both confessed to me. Here is a Seven-Star Soul-Nourishing Fruit, a small token of my appreciation."

Han Yuwei took out a Golden Jade Box and handed it to Shen Long.

"Seven-Star Soul-Nourishing Fruit?"

Shen Long was somewhat surprised.

He naturally knew the value of the Seven-Star Soul-Nourishing Fruit- Seven-Star Soul-Nourishing Fruit; Han Yuwei was quite capable, managing to obtain it.

"Madam Han, this is inappropriate. My master asked me for help, so you don't need to thank me."

Shen Long said.

"One thing at a time, I will still thank him. Fellow Daoist Shen, is that too little?"

Han Yuwei asked, puzzled.

"Alright then! Thank you very much, Madam Han."

Shen Long thanked him and accepted the Golden Jade Box.

"By the way, Fellow Daoist Shen, Yutong is also Alchemist, but her alchemy skills are not high, and she has failed to refine High-Grade Medicinal Pill. Could you give her some pointers?"

Han Yuwei said politely.

"Guides?"

Shen Long was slightly taken aback.

"If Fellow Daoist Shen finds this troublesome, then forget it. I was just mentioning it casually."

Han Yuwei said.

Shen Long pondered for a moment and said, "Since Madam Han has spoken, I can exchange alchemy techniques with Fairy Lin. Whether she can refine High-Grade Medicinal Pill depends on her own efforts."

"Then thank you very much, Fellow Daoist Shen."

Lin Yutong expressed her gratitude.

Shen Long and Lin Yutong discussed alchemy. Lin Yutong humbly asked for guidance, and Shen Long patiently gave her pointers.

After chatting for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Shen Long took out a red Communication Disk, entered a spell, and frowned.

"Madam Han, Fairy Lin, I have urgent business to attend to, so I'll talk to you later. These are some of my alchemy insights; please take a look! I hope they will be helpful to your alchemy."

Shen Long took out a Cyan Jade Slip, handed it to Lin Yutong, and then took his leave.

"Yutong, learn alchemy from Fellow Daoist Shen properly. If you can refine High-Grade Medicinal Pill, those old fogies won't dare to criticize you anymore."

Han Yuwei said.

"Mother, I don't want to go back to the Han family. You've suffered so much over the years. They really treat you like family. Why are they abandoning you? I haven't forgotten that the first time I went back to the Han Lineage, my peers called me a little bastard because I didn't have a father."

Lin Yutong frowned and said.

"I'm not asking you to go back to the Han family. They've always looked down on us. If you can refine High-Grade Medicinal Pill, they won't dare to underestimate us anymore."

Han Yuwei explained.

Lin Yutong suddenly realized something and asked curiously, "Mother, is your master the same as Fellow Daoist Shen's?"

"Children shouldn't ask about adult matters."

Han Yuwei didn't want to say more.

Lin Yutong nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

As Shen Long stepped out of the Teahouse, he could hear a loud alarm.

A large number of Escape Light flew towards the city wall at great speed.

The Barbarian Race cultivators attacked again, Shen Long planned to go out and kill a few Core Formation Cultivator, hoping to use this opportunity to break through his bottleneck.

He first returned to the Spirit Control Garden, changed his clothes, and then used the Shape-Shifting Lock to alter his appearance before arriving at the city wall.

Outside the city, tens of thousands of cultivators were scattered and fighting in an open area.

The shouts of battle filled the sky as countless cultivators were killed, their blood staining the ground crimson.

Shen Long stomped his right foot on the ground and transformed into a Escape Light, flying out of Barbarian-Resisting City.

Master Ice Silkworm was locked in combat with a gigantic Golden Giant Ape, while a burly man in a golden robe, wielding a long golden staff, attacked Master Ice Silkworm.