Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Chapter 298: Chapter 69 Punishment_1

“Did you go to Jiantao Station purely to cultivate this Hundred Fragrance Wax?”

Wang Ba gently pinched a piece of pale yellow transparent bee wax. Through the sunlight, one could vaguely see a few impurities within.

Bu Chan nodded her head.

Looking at Wang Ba, her eyes were full of concern.

She had already learned about it from Shen Fu.

She could completely sympathize with Wang Ba’s feelings.

On the other hand, if something were to happen to Wang Ba, she suspected she would have a hard time surviving.

One can imagine how Wang Ba was feeling then.

Naturally, she was even more worried for Wang Ba.

Besides feeling empathetic, she was also somewhat afraid in hindsight.

If it had not been for her previous trip to Jiantao Station to cultivate the appropriate Hundred Fragrance Wax, and finding a suitable location there specifically for the cultivation of Fragrance Bees.

She, at this moment, might have already turned into dust during the previous attack on the station by the five great clans.

Hearing Wang Ba’s question, Bu Chan hurriedly said, “This is the first batch. Later on, I will select more flower species, and the quality should be able to be further improved.”

“No, this is enough.”

With Bu Chan safe, Wang Ba’s thoughts naturally returned to the most important matter at hand.

Looking at the Hundred Fragrance Wax in his hand, he shook his head and said:

“There’s no need to improve the quality. This quality is already excellent. A little more, and it should be enough.”

Bu Chan kept Wang Ba’s words in mind. She originally planned to rush back to Jiantao Station to cultivate the Fragrance Bees while the teleportation array was still operating. Unexpectedly, she was quickly conscripted by the Foundation Establishment Cultivator stationed there.

“This Daoist brother, can she be assigned under me?”

Wang Ba took out a bag of middle grade Spirit Stones and covertly handed it over.

As a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, Wang Ba naturally could conscript Qi Refining Cultivators to work for him.

“Alright, go, go!”

The Foundation Establishment Cultivator in charge of the assignments took a glance at Wang Ba. Being a fellow Foundation Establishment Cultivator, he didn’t want to offend someone for no reason, so he conveniently assigned Bu Chan to Wang Ba.

Wang Ba also took on a task of reconstructing the palace and gathering earth and stones, which he casually finished.

As long as one is still in the Tianmen Cult, it’s impossible to not work.

He simply took advantage of the privileges of the Foundation Establishment Cultivator and picked an easy task.

Not long after.

Suddenly, a Golden Core Master descended from the sky.

The person was dressed in a red-black robe, his face carried a hint of grimness, combined with the ominous and eerie glimmers in his eyes, it sent shivers down one’s spine.

The cultivators didn’t dare to speak much, and just buried their heads in their work.

However, this Golden Core Master spoke up.

“I am ‘Yusha’, an elder of the Soul Dao.”

Wang Ba who was working paused in his tracks.

The cultivators around also stopped their tasks, their gazes nervously and fearfully watched this Soul Dao elder.

The Soul Dao holds a highly esteemed status in the sect.

The reason is simple, cultivators of this Dao hold the aura of all the cultivators except the Golden Core Masters in the sect.

Within the sect, they are responsible for overseeing every compulsory task and conscription. Those heresy cultivators who have exhausted three opportunities and have not participated will be found out.

As soon as they are discovered, the Dead Curse will be implemented.

But in reality, not just the heresy cultivators, the vast majority of cultivators within the sect are also within their supervisory range.

However, for internal cultivators, they do not hold the power over life and death, and must report to the upper echelons before they can carry out their duties.

Despite this, most cultivators feel quite apprehensive when facing the Soul Dao.

But at this moment, as a Golden Core Master, shouldn’t he be heading to Zhongyuan City to continue the confrontation with the five great clans and the Incense Fire Dao?

Wang Ba couldn’t help but feel a hint of doubt in his heart.

Master Yusha, with his ominous gaze, scanned the crowd, revealing a cold complexion:

“This time, our Sect has opened warfare with the five great clans and the Incense Fire Dao simultaneously. There are people who are not firm of heart, wanting to abandon our Sect and leave.”

“So as to avoid such treacherous actions bringing a negative influence to everyone, I carry the Sect Hierarch’s order. I, Elder Yusha, will publicly carry out the Dead Curse, condemning these traitors who have betrayed our Sect.”

Wang Ba couldn’t help but feel a slight tightness in his heart.

The cultivators surrounding instantly fell silent. Some with lesser mental fortitude even couldn’t help but glance at their own Heavenly Gate Order briefly, to confirm they hadn’t violated any rules of the Tianmen Cult, before letting out a sigh of relief.

Upon finishing his speech, Master Yusha swung his sleeve.

A high-platform magic jar flew out of his sleeve, growing as it met the wind, eventually landing heavily in front of the newly restored palace.

It stirred up a wave of dust.

The surrounding cultivators instinctively stepped back a few paces.

Their gazes were wary as they looked at the high platform.

Yusha, on the other hand, took a step forth, landing on the high platform.

Immediately, he spread out his palm, bamboo sticks each radiating an aura of soul hung leisurely in the air.

There were countless bamboo sticks, as many as several thousand!

“It’s the Spirit Sending Sign!”

Someone whispered under their breath.

Wang Ba’s gaze was firmly fixed on these bamboo sticks.

Among them, he unmistakably detected his, Bu Chan’s, and Shen Fu’s auras.

In his eyes, there was an involuntary urge to destroy them!

It was precisely these items that bound them to the Tianmen Cult, surviving and perishing together.

However, his rational side made him restrain himself.

Not only because the handler of the Spirit Sending Signs in front of him was a Golden Core Master, and even if he wanted to destroy them, he wouldn’t be able to.

More importantly, these Spirit Sending Signs actually existed in duplicates. The other copy was in the hands of the Sect Hierarch of the Tianmen Cult, Ning Daohuan, who had the highest cultivation base.

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