Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2212 141: Resolute (Part 2)

Upon hearing that comment, Wang Ba's eyebrows shot up.

The sheer audacity of this man—a prestigious late-stage Unification cultivator—was so shameless it genuinely broadened Wang Ba's horizons.

Choosing not to waste his breath on a pointless argument, he simply released a freezing snort:

"What exactly does Your Excellency intend to achieve?"

"With so many of our fellow comrades present, is Your Excellency planning to commit murder?"

The towering cultivator’s eyes flashed with a violent light as he heard those words. He scanned the crowd of rogue cultivators who were lingering to watch the spectacle, forcing his rage down.

Fixing a frigid stare upon Wang Ba, he spoke in a low, heavy tone:

"Taoist Friend, your tongue is sharp, but it seems your actual capabilities are limited to just that..."

With that parting shot, he turned on his heel and departed.

The surrounding rogue cultivators who had witnessed the exchange looked at Wang Ba with expressions of genuine pity.

Wang Ba felt a slight stir in his heart, suddenly speaking with a calm demeanor:

"Does Your Excellency hail from the Qingluo Wan Family?"

The tall cultivator paused for a moment, turning back to give Wang Ba a profound look, the ferocity in his gaze no longer hidden.

He offered no verbal reply, simply continuing his exit as if he had conceded the moment.

Wang Ba remained standing where he was, composed, even as the hushed whispers of the nearby cultivators drifted into his ears.

"That man is finished. This 'Wan Hainteng' is incredibly petty and consumed by greed. It won't be long before Wan Hainteng concocts a reason to seize him..."

"He'll likely be processed into an umbrella ghost. Sigh, this She Mansion is truly a dangerous place. It’s better to find another venue next time, or else we might end up like those other rogue cultivators, who were..."

"Quite true. But it's also because the Wan Family has been hemmed in by other clans for so long that they’ve completely abandoned their principles... then again, other regions aren't much better. Back when we were in the realm, things were more stable. Being a rogue cultivator is like being meat on a chopping block; eventually, you'll be devoured."

"If I were in that cultivator's shoes, I'd flee immediately..."

"It's too late for that. I'd bet Wan Hainteng has already stationed men outside She Mansion, wouldn't you?"

Wang Ba's expression stayed tranquil as he listened to the chatter of the local rogue cultivators.

He quietly extended his Spiritual Sense.

As expected, not far in the distance, the tall cultivator was huddled with several others dressed in matching attire, whispering instructions.

Their robes were a standard uniform, identifying them as the Qingluo Wan Family cultivators responsible for policing the area.

As they received their orders from the tall cultivator, every one of them took on a predatory expression.

"Wan Hainteng... the Qingluo Wan Family. It seems the Tenth Son of Yin was right; their conduct is indeed far from righteous."

Wang Ba observed the scene from afar, remaining entirely unruffled.

He nonchalantly pulled out a fourth-grade token and murmured a few brief words into it.

After stowing the token away, he continued to stroll past the various stalls, looking at the wares.

However, the local rogue cultivators nearby began to steer clear of him as if he carried a contagious plague.

Fortunately, the attendees of the transaction fair were not limited to those from She Mansion; many had come from the outside.

As he moved further away, the deliberate avoidance ceased.

Wang Ba soon merged into the crowd, eventually pausing at a stall that specialized in Spirit Beasts.

Having a background in Beast Control, he possessed a natural connection to Spirit Beasts, making it impossible for him not to stop and look.

While he was focused on the creatures,

Several figures suddenly lunged at him from different angles, reaching out to grab him!

Wang Ba's face did not twitch, though a flicker of anticipated coldness appeared in his eyes.

A barrier of light flared around him, silently shoving the attackers back.

These men were the Wan Family cultivators he had spotted earlier—the supposed masters of She Mansion.

"You have stolen a Dao Treasure from another! How dare you resist! Come with us this instant!"

The lead Wan Family cultivator shouted with a voice full of feigned indignation.

The sudden outburst caused the surrounding cultivators to scramble backward.

More men in uniform robes quickly closed in, encircling Wang Ba.

To an uninformed bystander, it truly appeared as though a Thief Cultivator was being apprehended.

Hemmed in on all sides, Wang Ba narrowed his eyes slightly, scanning his environment.

Sure enough, within the gathering crowd nearby, he caught sight of the tall cultivator’s mocking face.

Those malicious, triangular eyes were filled with smugness and cruelty, silently signaling to Wang Ba who held the power here.

Wang Ba squinted his eyes further, remaining quiet.

"Apprehend him quickly! Secure the stolen property!"

The leader barked his command.

Right at that moment, however, a frantic shout cut through the tension:

"Halt! This is a misunderstanding! A total misunderstanding!"

"What?"

The lead Wan Family cultivator hesitated, looking toward the source of the voice, his face turning to one of shock:

"Second Young Master?"

Wang Ba also shifted his gaze.

A small group of cultivators was flying toward them at high speed.

Among them was the Tenth Son of Yin, the man who had originally escorted Wang Ba to She Mansion.

Upon landing, the person with the most formidable aura—a young cultivator already at the peak of Unification Perfection—offered Wang Ba a slight bow. Wearing a polite smile, he apologized:

"I am Wan Haicheng of the Qingluo Wan Family. We have misidentified the person; the actual Thief Cultivator is someone else entirely. It was our error to bother you, Taoist Friend, and I hope you can forgive us. If you would be so kind as to accompany us, our Wan Family will ensure you are properly compensated."

As he spoke, he made a welcoming gesture with his hand, appearing deeply sincere.

The nearby Wan Family cultivators started to protest:

"Second Young Master, this..."

Wan Haicheng shot a freezing glare at his subordinates, forcing them into immediate silence.

Wang Ba looked at him, saying nothing. Instead, he turned his eyes toward Yin Ten.

Despite being only at the Void Refining Realm, Yin Ten showed no intimidation in this tense environment—perhaps due to his ties to the Yin Family of White Canal. He gave Wang Ba a slight nod and simultaneously sent a voice transmission: