Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

In the moment of crisis.

Li Canghai barely had time to put up a magic barrier, blocking the Yin Ghost in front of him. At the same time, the Class II top grade defensive tool on his body was activated instantaneously!

And the sword-light also abruptly became sharp!

In an instant, it shot directly at Li Canghai’s forehead!

The magic barrier, like winter snow meeting the scorching sun, melted instantly.

And the invisible Yin Ghost in front of the sword-light was even less able to resist than the magic barrier, it was cut down by the sword-light without any hindrance.

But then, a dazzling light was lit up, blocking the path of the sword-light.

The collision of the sword-light and the light resulted in colorful streaks, as if the stars were twinkling in the sky!

“Crack!

The light shattered in response!

And the sword-light, in this strike, dissipated like a glowworm.

Nevertheless, Li Canghai was still pierced through the forehead by the residual force of the sword!

His whole body was like a piece of rag, flung far away by the remaining force!

The surroundings immediately fell into silence!

The cultivators of Incense-burning Dao Cult, their eyes vacant, hadn’t even recovered from the huge shock brought about by Li Canghai’s defeat.

Even those monks from Tianmen Cult who had escaped, couldn’t help but turn their heads back in horror, looking at Wang Ba!

They couldn’t believe their eyes!

“Li Canghai… dead? He was killed?”

“Who is he? How come I have never heard of such a powerful person in the Cult?”

“I remember him, when Yue Xiang was assigning people earlier, I think he called out his name… Wang Ba?”

“But his aura is clearly early-stage Foundation Establishment…”

Several Foundation Establishment Competitors were exchanging words quickly.

The more they talked, the more confused they became.

Wang Ba’s face was too unfamiliar, they had no idea about his background.

So much so that in this excellent counterattack moment, they were hesitating.

Meanwhile, the cultivators of Incense-burning Dao Cult finally came back to their senses from the shock. However, they were like a pot of porridge, totally in chaos without a leader.

“Envoy Li is dead! Envoy Li is dead!”

“Run! Run quickly! Find Envoy Zheng! Find the Class III Divine Envoys!”

“Go east, no, go west!”

In this chaos, a furious voice suddenly exploded:

“Shut up, all of you!”

Boom!

A figure suddenly shot out from the distance!

The light on his body was shattered, but several layers of radiance were still protecting him.

His face was rough, burly of stature, a sword scar on his forehead, through the wound, you could faintly see that the brain tissue inside was like intestines, throbbing…

It was indeed Li Canghai, who had just been ‘killed’ by Wang Ba with a sword stroke!

Seeing Li Canghai reappear, the cultivators of the Incense-burning Dao Cult were immediately taken aback, and then burst into joy!

“Envoy Li is not dead!”

“He’s back!

The cultivators of Tianmen Cult, witnessing the scene, all immediately ran away without looking back!

Li Canghai’s notorious reputation within the Tianmen Cult had been well known for years. If it were not for Zhu Ziji leading the way and saying that they could defeat the opponent, they would hardly be able to return to East Saint station without teaming up. Probably, they would have chosen to run away the moment they saw Li Canghai.

And in the situation where Zhu Ziji casually fled in defeat.

Even though Wang Ba, out of everyone’s expectation, hurt Li Canghai with a single sword, they still did not hold out hope.

Meanwhile, Wang Ba’s face slightly changed at the sight of Li Canghai not being dead.

Having exhausted his Mana to deal with the square-faced monk earlier, it was somewhat hard for him to escape.

He immediately swallowed a droplet of Chicken Essence to recover some Mana, then directly activated the flying tool and left swiftly.

The sword strike just now was his last resort, which was a sword-light Jade Pendant given by Zhao Feng when they parted ways years ago.

Only when Wang Ba sensed the real threat to his life, did he use it.

Unfortunately, even though he actually pierced this Li Canghai’s forehead, he didn’t know why the other party didn’t die.

Under such circumstances, naturally he dared not stay any longer. He chose a direction different from others and flew away quickly.

Behind him.

Seeing the Tianmen Cult cultivators scatter and run away, Li Canghai couldn’t help but look in the direction where Wang Ba left, showing a deep apprehension on his face, but he did not chase after.

At that instant earlier, he almost thought he was going to be done for.

If it weren’t for the Class II top grade tool on his body blocking most of the power, and he specifically practiced a technique to shift vital points, transferring the Spiritual Government, because the forehead is the weak point of the Soul Refinement cultivator.

He would probably have died by this unknown cultivator’s hand.

This was one of the few times he was in a life-threatening situation after he came to the Chen State.

The last time he was in such a terrible situation was when he was dealing with Yan Yun, a cultivator of Tianmen Cult.

“This Tianmen Cult does have some foundations… Too bad, it’s almost time to wrap things up.”

A chill flashed across Li Canghai’s eyes.

Then he led other monks of Incense-burning Dao Cult, and attacked the cultivators of the Tianmen Cult in Foundation Establishment.

In a very concealed mountain stream.

In the lush forest.

Whew—

After confirming that no one was following and his trail was likely undetectable, Wang Ba, nestled within the ancient tree, finally exhaled a long breath.

The situation just now was remarkably dangerous.

He was particularly worried about Li Canghai pursuing him to kill him.

Luckily, it seemed that the latter also had some reservations, fearing Wang Ba could unleash a second sword attack, and he had chosen not to chase after him.

And if even Li Canghai didn’t dare to come after him, the cultivators from the Incense-burning Dao certainly wouldn’t dare to do so.

It didn’t take long for Wang Ba to figure this out.

He knew that for the time being, he should be safe.

But once Li Canghai and his group took care of the others, they would most likely summon enough manpower to dredge up every inch of the land to find him.

“I must find a way to leave this place, regardless of whether I head back to the East Saint outpost or elsewhere.”

With this thought, he immediately opened his storage bag and pulled out a map of Chen State.

Although his copy of the map was detailed, it didn’t contain any information about the distribution of the Incense-burning Dao’s forces.

This left him clueless about which direction he should head.

“Hua Meng and his group have a clear understanding of the Incense-burning

Dao’s power structure, only if…”

Wang Ba silently lamented. When he was in dire straits back then, he was too busy protecting himself to care about what Hua Meng and his team were up to.

However, given the number and strength of the Incense-burning Dao cultivators, it is nearly impossible for Hua Meng and his team to have survived.

This also meant that he must rely on himself to find the way back to the East Saint outpost or to find a way out of Chen State.

“Hold on! Maybe I can find some clues in that Incense-burning Dao cultivator’s storage ring?”

Wang Ba, lost in deep thought, suddenly remembered something and quickly took out a storage ring from his sleeve. The ring belonged to the square-faced Incense-burning Dao cultivator.

The cultivator was already dead, and the soul energy within him was not strong.

Considering Wang Ba had a rather potent soul power, after some grinding, he successfully opened the storage ring.

When Wang Ba saw the items stored inside, he couldn’t help but show a hint of surprise!

“So many!”

So much Divine Dew!

At first glance, he saw twenty entire Divine Dews, each resembling droplets of colorless water!

In addition to that, there were a small pile of middle-grade spirit stones, some rubbings on gold paper, talismans, magic tools, elixirs, black jars, and such.

Wang Ba took a quick look around and his attention immediately fell on an ear-shaped magic tool and a pile of gold paper.

He picked up the ear-shaped magic tool and held it near his ear.

But he didn’t hear any sound.

“Could it be…?”

Wang Ba carefully channeled his mana into it, but still, the ear-shaped magic tool remained silent.

Upon thinking a bit, he soon realised what was going on, and carefully tried to attach a part of his soul to the magic tool.

This time, there was a change!

Buzz

After a brief buzzing sound.

A series of uproarious noises suddenly emanated from the magic tool:

“Hurry up! We’ve found a native of the Tianmen Cult in the southwest! He’s at the Foundation Establishment stage, be careful!”

Southwest! We’ve found another one in the southwest! Surround him!

“Is anyone near here? Try to stall him, he’s quite strong.”

“Listen to the ‘Spirit Ear’, listen to…”

“Quick! Hurry up! I’ve found a group of Qi Refining Cultivators…”

Listening to the varying voices emanating from the magic tool, Wang Ba had a surprised look on his face.

Amazingly, this ear-shaped magic tool fulfilled the function of real-time communication for the Incense-burning Dao cult!

“No wonder when Zhu Ziji just entered the area occupied by the Incense-burning Dao, Li Canghai and his group received the news and quickly assembled manpower to besiege Zhu Ziji.”

“With this magic tool, it is much more convenient than using a Sound Transmission Talisman.”

Wang Ba finally found the answer to his previous doubts.

With this tool, he could easily locate the positions of the Incense-burning Dao cultivators and find a route to escape based on his judgment!

However, the prerequisite was that he could not be discovered!

With this in mind, he continued listening to the conversations of the Incense-burning Dao cultivators from the magic tool while quickly rifling through the square-faced cultivator’s storage ring.

Unfortunately, he didn’t find any other items similar to the ear-shaped magic tool.

But among the gold-papers rubbings, he did find an interesting soul technique.

“The Withered Soul Seed Technique.”

This is an extremely unique soul technique that transforms a unique Yin Ghost into a Soul Seed. After this seed is planted into a creature’s body, all of the creature’s life force gets concentrated into a brief moment in time and creates an illusion of a higher rank

For instance, when applied to a Spirit Chicken Wang Ba is most familiar with, this technique would let a Class I lower-grade Spirit Chicken temporarily appear to be at the Class I middle-grade.

Whether it’s the aura, the pressure, the attack strength, the defense capabilities, the speed of the Spirit Chicken, or the density of its spiritual energy, none of it suggests any difference from a Class I middle-grade beast.

Outsiders can’t tell at all.

In essence, the Spirit Chicken is still a Class I lower-grade beast.

This way, Incense-burning Dao cultivators can temporarily obtain a higher fighting power.

Of course, the higher the quality of the Yin Ghost, the better the Soul Seed transformed from it, and naturally, the effect it could enhance was stronger.

Clearly, the square-faced Incense-burning Dao cultivator was practicing this technique, as Wang Ba found in the several black jars within his storage ring, the ‘soul seeds’ mentioned on the golden paper rubbings.

Looking at the introduction on the gold-paper rubbings, Wang Ba suddenly had an idea..

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