Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Chapter 127 Give up, Bai Yu_1

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“Divine Dream…”

Wang Ba felt a stirring in his heart.

The mere first stage of Yin’s Great Dream Sutra had brought him innumerable benefits.

Even now, it was still offering its effects.

Disguise, warning,

It reduced danger as much as possible.

If he could get a corresponding powerful spell, it would be like giving wings to a tiger.

Most crucially, Yushui City was on their way back to East Saint station, and a slight deviation from the route would bring them there.

“Senior Brother, should we set off now? There must be cultivators from the foundation phase in Yushui City, so there shouldn’t be much danger,” said Bu Chan who had been listening intently all along.

Though she didn’t clearly understand the “Book of Yin God’s Grand Dream” and “Divine Dream”, her intuitive female instinct allowed her to sense Wang Ba’s immense importance attached to the “Divine Dream”.

While there were three Candle-Burning Dao cultivators in Yushui City, given the Tianmen Cult’s modus operand!, they might have surrounded the city already at this moment.

Therefore, according to her analysis, danger indeed existed, but probably not to a great extent.

If they took the right opportunity, they could probably help Wang Ba seize the “Divine Dream”.

Even without getting the “Divine Dream”, sticking with the Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Cult could still earn them some merit.

However, what surprised her was that even though Wang Ba was incredibly tempted, he firmly shook his head:

“We’ve completed our mission. We’re going back to submit it now.”

“But, Senior Brother, don’t you want the ‘Divine Dream’…?”

Bu Chan couldn’t help but remind him.

“Even the best things shouldn’t blind us.”

Wang Ba seemed to have realized something. The lingering longing on his face gradually faded into calmness, and he slowly shook his head: “The conflict among front-line cultivators is not something we should partake in.”

“We came here to investigate the affairs of the Incense Fire Dao in Mengxing Villa. Now, the two incense fire Dao cultivators in this place have been executed and we have proof from the ‘Truth Eye’.”

“The remaining main believers of the Incense Fire Dao have mostly been refined into Blood Method Pills, and the sparse few leftover can hardly pose a threat.”

“So, our mission is accomplished and we can return.”

“Alright then…”

Upon seeing Wang Ba’s insistence, Bu Chan nodded obediently.

Wang Ba then took all the storage bags from Pan Long’s body and put the bodies of Pan Long and the other two men together in the storage bag.

He turned back to look at Mengxing Villa, now shrouded with a pall of death, and secretly heaved a sigh.

The cultivators’ world, where the life of mortals remained as trivial as grass, even though the majority of the cultivators dare not openly commit murder and offend the world.

“And it’s not just the mortals. Even cultivators like Elder Huo, despite his decades of painstaking cultivation, die unexplainably overnight.”

From a group of five when they initially set off, only he and Bu Chan were left when they were returning.

Had he not been quick on his feet and promptly distanced himself from troubles, he would’ve likely become a mana in the Blood Method Pill.

“Before I acquire the capability, I need to keep my head down and save up!”

Wang Ba mused to himself.

Subsequently, he allowed Bu Chan to activate the flying magic tool, and he gently jumped onto it.

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He used the same old trick of feigning weakness to fool the enemy.

But as long as it worked, no trick was too old for him.

On their way back.

Far away, Wang Ba saw a colossal city on the horizon.

He vaguely witnessed the incessant twinkling of dazzling and splendid spells in the city, as if a fierce battle was under way.

Wang Ba immediately asked Bu Chan to steer far away from the city-the farther, the better.

From time to time, he would see Tianmen Cult cultivators in red and black robes flash across the sky.

Seeing this, Wang Ba hastily asked Bu Chan to fly lower and kept the Tianmen seal on the back of his hand active.

He was afraid these people would suddenly strike him and Bu Chan without any reason.

However, thankfully, the front-line true cultivators still carried the demeanor of the strong. Their spiritual sense briefly skimmed over them and then withdrew, having seen one at Stage IV and one at Stage VIII of Qi refinement, dismissing both as nobodies.

They hurried to Yushui City one by one.

Without any mishap along the way, Wang Ba and Bu Chan safely returned to the gate of the East Saint station.

Unexpectedly, they found quite a few heresy cultivators standing at the gate.

“What’s happening?”

Bu Chan asked with confusion.

Wang Ba slightly shook his head, equally puzzled.

Before long, he noticed several familiar faces-people who would often come to buy Spirit Chickens from him.

He quickly went up to them and politely asked what was going on.

Seeing him, these acquaintances did not hold back anything.

Soon after, he returned with a troubled expression.

“Senior Brother, what did they say?”

Bu Chan couldn’t hold back her curiosity.

“The people from Tianmen Cult won’t let us enter.”

“What?! Why?”

Bu Chan couldn’t help but raise her voice.

Before Wang Ba could answer, a furious dispute broke out at the gate.

This was followed by a cold, detached voice:

“Incense Fire Dao cultivators have powerful souls and uncanny means, even Qi Refining cultivators can be possessed. For the safety of the station, before the forced mission ends, all heresy cultivators are forbidden from freely entering or leaving!”

“Why should we heed this? I saw with my own eyes that some heresy cultivators just went inside!”

“Right, I saw it too.”

A group of heresy cultivators couldn’t help but voice their objections loudly.

Amid their impassioned clamor, several eerie lights suddenly lit up at the gate.

Screams filled the air.

Silence instantly fell at the gate.

All of them watched in terror as a front-line true cultivator slowly emerged.

His cold eyes slowly swept over everyone:

“Did anyone not hear what I just said?”

It was deathly quiet.

Respectfully, the crowd slowly started to retreat.

There was anger, sadness, fear, all manner of emotions… yet ultimately, no one dared to step forward.

Those who were full of vim and vigor had already perished in the destruction of the Tianmen Cult. The remaining individuals, no matter how emotional, could only transform their feelings into a sigh of helplessness.

Wang Ba and Bu Chan stood amongst them, their rage unabated.

But faced with a Foundation Establishment Competitor, they were powerless.

Even with a bunch of top-grade Spirit Beasts in his Spirit Beast Bag, Wang Ba didn’t have the slightest courage to face a true Foundation Establishment Master.

Moreover, once they made a move against this Foundation Establishment Master, they would be openly attacking the Tianmen Cult.

Unless he was seeking a particularly horrendous death, he wouldn’t dare to do such a thing.

Just as he was about to abandon his current entry into the East Saint’s residence, and stay at the entrance until the end of the mission.

He saw the true Foundation Establishment Master who had just suppressed them with his overbearing power suddenly change his expression, quickly bending his waist slightly, and respectfully saying,

“Chi Ghost Dao Chai Lu, pays respects to Senior Brother Bai!”

“Hmm, Junior Brother Chai need not be so courteous.”

A gentle voice followed immediately.

Senior Brother Bai?

Wang Ba’s heart skipped a beat.

Very soon, a figure strode out from the entrance.

With a vague face characteristic of the Blood Bone Dao, dressed in a red and black robe.

The surging aura of mana allowed Wang Ba to immediately recognize the individual.

It was Bai Yu, a Foundation Establishment Competitor of the Blood Bone Dao.

When Wang Ba saw Bai Yu, Bai Yu also sensed something and, with a sweep of his spiritual sense, walked towards Wang Ba.

The surrounding Heresy Cultivators immediately cast astonished glances at Wang Ba.

“Mr. Bai.”

Regardless of the attention he was receiving, Wang Ba quickly pulled Bu Chan into a bow.

Bai Yu slightly nodded his head and turned towards Bu Chan, “So you came out after all. This is your Junior Sister?”

Wang Ba’s heart pounded.

While facing Bai Yu, who was brimming with the oppression of a Foundation Establishment stage, Bu Chan, even though she was nervous, surprisingly demonstrated calmness:

“In response to Mr. Bai, Junior is indeed Wang Ba’s Junior Sister.”

Upon seeing Bu Chan’s calm response, Bai Yu seemed a bit surprised; with his keen observation, he could easily see that she was merely a Stage IV Qi Refining Cultivator. Yet she could maintain calm under his pressure, which was not easy.

In comparison, Wang Ba, if not for his higher realm, might not have been able to outdo her.

Seeing this, he softened his tone slightly and turned back to Wang Ba:

“You do have good luck.”

“Have you completed your mission?”

Wang Ba quickly replied, “Yes, we found and decapitated two Incense-burning Dao Cultivators and hurried back to complete the mission.”

“Oh, two Incense-burning Dao Cultivators… not bad, haha. It looks like you were stopped by Chai Lu, weren’t you?”

Bai Yu’s tone was very relaxed.

Hearing these words, a sliver of hope rose in Wang Ba’s heart, “Er, it was Chief Chai’s duty.”

Bai Yu just slightly turned his head, “Junior Brother Chai.”

Chai Lu on the side had already understood, showing a smile to Wang Ba and Bu Chan:

“Hehe, you two should be thankful to Senior Brother Bai. If it were a brother from another Dao, I might not have let you in.”

Immediately, he stepped aside and raised his hand, “Go ahead.”

Wang Ba’s heart was filled with immense joy!

But he didn’t forget to thank Bai Yu, quickly bowing respectfully, but not saying much more.

Bu Chan also quickly followed and bowed.

Bai Yu merely nodded his head indifferently and started to walk away.

To him, this was truly a trivial matter.

After all, who didn’t know that he was currently the favored one of Chief Lu.

Barring the Golden core Elders within the cult, he stood above everyone else.

Wang Ba quickly pulled Bu Chan and walked into the entrance.

The Heresy Cultivators around them had envy in their eyes as they watched Wang Ba.

Everyone isn’t a fool, anyone could see that the Tianmen Cult’s purpose in detaining them outside extended beyond the mere considerations of residential safety.

Who knows what might be waiting for them afterward.

Being able to enter the residence at this time, one was clearly on the safe side.

Wang Ba thought the same.

But he had only taken two steps.

The familiar gentle voice of Bai Yu suddenly echoed in his ears.

“Oh yes, Yu Changchun mentioned that you’re skilled in rearing Spirit Chickens. As it happens, on this trip out, we’re likely going to encounter some. Come, follow me, give me a hand.”

Wang Ba’s body instantly froze.

At this moment, he truly wanted to outright refuse, and then return to the chicken farm at the South Lake.

But in merely a blink, he made up his mind.

“Junior Sister, this is the ‘Truth Eye,’ you should be familiar with the information recorded in it… and these as well.”

Wang Ba quickly handed over all the things related to their mission to Bu Chan.

Faced with this sudden change, although Bu Chan was full of worry, she did not say anything. Accepting the Storage Bag handed over by Wang Ba, she then quickly handed the Spirit Beast Bag containing Jia 12 and the female Azure Spirit Turtle to him.

She stared directly at Wang Ba:

“Brother Ba, you must take care.”

“Don’t worry.”

Wang Ba gave her a smile.

With Bai Yu around, as long as he stayed steady, his safety was somewhat guaranteed.

Without further hesitation, he turned around under the astonished gaze of the surrounding Heresy Cultivators and walked out of the gate.

Not far away, he saw a figure dressed in red and black, standing with hands behind the back, waiting for him.

“Mr. Bai.”

Bai Yu slightly nodded his head, not wasting too many words, his red and black Daoist robe’s sleeves gave a flick.

A palm-sized white bone boat quietly appeared.

As the small boat received the wind, it quickly grew, becoming like a genuine small boat.

The two quickly ascended onto it.

The white-bone boat gave a slight tremor and swiftly disappeared from its spot..