Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2207 140: The Message

Diao Shaoping rushed to unlock the entrance to his immortal cave, stepping outside with frantic haste before he could even process his thoughts.

The area surrounding the cave abode was desolate and deathly quiet; not a single soul was in sight.

Where had Mr. Yin gone?

A sudden jolt of realization snapped him out of his daze, sending a shiver through his heart.

"Did Mr. Yin never actually leave... or has he been observing this man the entire time?"

"He is becoming a Fourth-class Tributor immediately."

"With a position like that, Mr. Yin still felt the need to go out of his way to warn me..."

"Who is this person, exactly?"

"I know of a late-stage Unification tributor who was only granted Ninth-class status upon arrival... Could this man be even more formidable than a late-stage Unification cultivator?"

As these thoughts swirled, a profound sense of terror and shock washed over him.

The resentment, fury, and bitterness he felt seemed to evaporate instantly under the weight of Mr. Yin’s warning.

He dared not dwell on it further.

He didn't even have the courage to summon the image of the green-robed cultivator in his mind.

Subconsciously, his eyes drifted toward the immortal cave on the distant peak, where the faint shimmer of an activating formation was visible, before he quickly averted his gaze.

Regardless of the circumstances, he no longer dared to harbor any ulterior motives.

He retreated into his cave abode with speed, as if terrified that the green-robed cultivator might notice him.

In the time that followed, he threw himself back into earning merit, networking with fellow tributors and members of the Yin family. He spent his time socializing and drinking, yet every time he unsealed his immortal cave’s gate, he would instinctively peer toward that distant residence.

To his surprise, he noted that the formations of that cave abode were in constant operation. They never ceased drawing in the local spiritual energy, proving that the green-robed cultivator had not stepped outside even once.

"How strange. Is he truly just Cultivating? Why wouldn't he utilize the Yin family’s specialized cultivation chambers?"

Though his mind was plagued by suspicion, he didn't dare to stick his nose where it didn't belong as he had before.

Every time he entered or left his home, he couldn't stop himself from glancing at that cave abode.

No matter the hour, the protective formation outside remained active, spinning without rest.

...

Deep within the immortal cave.

Wang Ba’s spiritual sense flickered slightly. He detected the aura of Steward Yin Fu lingering briefly at the entrance before he promptly retracted his perception.

As a guest in this place, maintaining high vigilance was only natural.

However, he would not allow such things to disturb his focus.

He quickly adjusted the layout of his formations, then gathered his thoughts to settle his spirit.

Simultaneously, he gestured for Fu Gui to appear.

The moment Fu Gui saw Wang Ba, his eyes lit up with excitement. He couldn't resist darting forward to lick him, leaving him covered in slobber.

Wang Ba didn't mind the mess; his purpose for summoning Fu Gui was to have the creature help him pinpoint the lingering traces of the chaotic sea rules still attached to his body.

Even with Fu Gui’s help, however, scrubbing away the final remnants of those chaotic sea rules proved to be a delicate task.

"It is a shame Aerx isn't here. Using the 'Triple Layer of Suffering' would make washing away these rules a simple matter," Wang Ba thought with a hint of regret.

Back in the Little Cang World, the 'Triple Layer of Suffering' was in high demand. To prevent unnecessary complications, he had simply left Aerx behind in that world.

Because of the haste with which he had departed with Pu Yuan, there had been no time to bring Aerx along.

Fortunately, while purging these chaotic sea rules was tedious, it was merely a test of endurance. With Fu Gui's assistance, the process wouldn't be overly prolonged.

Guided by Fu Gui, he meticulously felt for any irregularities within his own being.

He remained secluded, stripping the rules away one by one with painstaking care.

The passage of time was swift.

Decades slipped by in what felt like the blink of an eye.

One afternoon, Yin Fu descended in front of the cave abode, which was now layered in a thin coating of dust.

His eyes swept over the untouched dust outside the entrance. Although he had been monitoring the situation, he was still privately stunned by the guest's sheer patience and focus.

To a Unification cultivator, a few decades were indeed fleeting, yet for someone to join the Yin family and not immediately seek to network or gather intelligence—to simply stay inside a cave abode without ever emerging—showed an admirable level of discipline.

Even so, he bowed with deep respect toward the entrance and spoke in a polite tone:

"Mr. Taiyi, I apologize for the interruption. The exchange meeting at She Mansion you asked me to watch is set to begin in two days. Do you still wish to go?"

The interior of the cave abode remained silent.

Yin Fu’s expression remained professional as he waited patiently.

After a long pause, a steady, composed voice drifted out from the cave:

"My thanks."

The spirit-gathering formation outside the cave suddenly ground to a halt.

The heavy doors of the cave abode then slowly creaked open.

A figure dressed in green robes walked out. While his features were plain, he carried an aura that was remarkably refined and otherworldly.

Upon seeing him, Yin Fu couldn't help but offer a silent tribute of praise.

At the same time, he sensed a faint, nearly imperceptible change in the man's presence.

He couldn't quite put his finger on what it was; when he tried to sense it more clearly, it felt as though it had been a mere trick of his mind.

With a quick shift of his thoughts, he put on a warm smile and made a welcoming gesture:

"Mr. Taiyi, I have made all the necessary arrangements for you."

Wang Ba gave a slight nod, a small smile touching his lips.

"Thank you."

Yin Fu then walked alongside Wang Ba, escorting him toward the exit of the Taoist Field.

A thin cultivator was already waiting there. He bowed respectfully to Wang Ba and said:

"The Tenth Son of Yin greets Mr. Taiyi. I shall be your guide for the tour of She Mansion."

"Thank you."

Wang Ba nodded in acknowledgment.

They proceeded back through the mist-shrouded passage they had used before.

This time, however, they were guided down a different branching path.

The pair moved with purpose; before long, the thick fog cleared to reveal a massive opening in the cliffside. It looked like a docking point, where dozens of flying boats were currently hovering in wait.