Meeting with the Spirit Beast Hall Higher-Ups

At the outskirts of the Thousand Spirit Mountain Range, a broad-shouldered, thick-waisted golden-robed youth stood atop a towering peak, his expression calm.

Two escape lights appeared on the distant horizon. After a flicker, they came to a stop, revealing Shen Long and Chu Buyu.

"I am Wu Yuan. Greetings, Fellow Daoists."

The golden-robed youth spoke in a booming voice, his gaze settling on Shen Long.

"I am Shen Long, and this is my wife, Chu Buyu. I heard Fellow Daoist Wu was looking for me."

Shen Long said.

"That's right. I heard Fellow Daoist Shen's physical body is formidable and his strength exceptional, so I specifically came to seek a spar."

Wu Yuan said bluntly.

"A spar?"

Shen Long was slightly taken aback. "Where did Fellow Daoist Wu hear that?"

"Fellow Daoist Wang Teng of the Divine Weapon Sect told me. If Fellow Daoist Shen defeats me, this Six-Leaf Golden Soul Lotus that is over ten thousand years old will be yours. If you lose, give me something of equal value."

Wu Yuan took out an exquisite cyan jade box as he spoke.

"A Six-Leaf Golden Soul Lotus over ten thousand years old? I don't lack one."

Shen Long shook his head.

Wu Yuan understood what Shen Long meant. He wanted something more valuable as the stake.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "How about adding the corpse and Demon Core of a sixth order Nine-Color Ant?"

"Fine, it's a deal. Let's change locations for the spar."

Shen Long agreed, transforming into an escape light and flying into the distance. Chu Buyu followed after him.

Wu Yuan stamped his right foot against the ground and transformed into a Golden Escape Light, chasing after them.

A short while later, the three of them appeared above a boundless cyan grassland.

Shen