Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2215 142: Interception and Assassination

"Mr. Taiyi... you really didn't need to take such a gamble just now. After all, the Qingluo Wan Family of She Mansion still has a Tribulation Crossing Ancestor backing them..."

While aboard the Flying Boat, the Tenth Son of Yin finally lost his patience and spoke in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Wang Ba’s face remained as calm as a placid lake. He replied with total indifference:

"I simply couldn't hold back. Executing that man was not my original plan."

The Tenth Son of Yin could only grumble internally at Wang Ba's explanation.

Even though his Cultivation was merely at the Void Refining stage, he wasn't blind. To his eyes, that Wan Family cultivator had been like a mere child in Wang Ba's hands, toyed with effortlessly. For Mr. Taiyi to claim he 'couldn't hold back' was almost laughable.

However, he didn't dare voice his doubts. Previously, he hadn't understood why the Ninth Ancestor placed such an immense value on this man.

But after witnessing a late-stage Unification Great Cultivator rendered completely helpless before Mr. Taiyi, he finally understood the reality of the situation and dared not show the slightest disrespect.

He even felt a flicker of regret for speaking up, fearing that Mr. Taiyi might misinterpret his words as the Yin Family’s official stance, which would be a disastrous mistake.

Wang Ba, however, was unconcerned with the other man's anxiety.

Seated cross-legged on the deck, he flicked his wrist and produced an oilcloth umbrella.

Since its master was dead, the restrictive seals placed upon the oilcloth umbrella had already dissolved.

Wang Ba began to gently circulate his mana into the object.

The umbrella shivered slightly before silently unfurling.

Immediately, a wave of aura saturated with bloodlust and bitter resentment crashed over them. Vengeful spirits began to drift out, quickly swarming the entire Flying Boat!

Standing nearby, the Tenth Son of Yin frowned slightly. He was confused as to why the mysterious and powerful Mr. Taiyi would be so interested in a magic treasure that wasn't even particularly high-grade.

Wang Ba’s expression didn't flicker as he fixed his eyes on the hundreds of translucent, resentful figures trapped within the umbrella’s toxic interior.

Almost instantly, he recognized a familiar face among the spirits.

The figure stood dazed in the middle of the spectral crowd, radiating his own aura of resentment.

With a soft sigh, Wang Ba formed a hand seal and spoke with authority:

"Taoist Friend Deng, wake up!"

The shout acted like a heavy blow to the spirit's consciousness.

Within the crowd of ghosts, Deng Yingjue’s Primordial Spirit shuddered violently!

His vacant, hollow eyes suddenly sparked with a glimmer of clarity.

He looked around in a panicked rush until his gaze landed on the Tenth Son of Yin and Wang Ba. He cried out in utter bewilderment:

"Taoist Friend Taiyi?! Why are you here?"

As a bloody mist seemed to rise in his eyes, he ground his teeth in rage:

"Where is Wan Haiteng? Where are the rest of those Wan Family dogs!"

Seeing Deng Yingjue’s hostile outburst, the Tenth Son of Yin’s brow furrowed, but he held back from scolding the spirit once he realized Wang Ba knew him.

Understanding the weight of Deng Yingjue’s trauma, Wang Ba spoke softly:

"I accidentally killed him just a moment ago and took this oilcloth umbrella—that is how I was able to set you free. Tell me, how did you end up in this state? And what has become of the other Taoist Friends from the Green Flood Dragon Realm?"

"Accidentally... killed him?"

Deng Yingjue was stunned by the news. He was swept away by a whirlwind of grief and sudden joy, whispering to himself:

"Wan Haiteng is dead? Is he truly gone?"

Having been refined into the magic treasure himself, Deng Yingjue realized he could no longer sense any trace of Wan Haiteng’s presence.

His emotions broke like a tidal wave:

"But if he is dead, how am I to seek vengeance for the ocean of blood spilled in the Green Flood Dragon Realm?"

His voice was thin and fragile, sounding as if every word was a drop of blood.

Both Wang Ba and the Tenth Son of Yin heard him clearly, and despite having already guessed the outcome, they fell into a somber silence.

However, Deng Yingjue proved his status as a Unification Cultivator with a resilient Dao-heart. He composed himself quickly despite the shock. He bowed low toward Wang Ba with deep sincerity and said solemnly:

"I thank you, Mr. Taiyi, for slaying Wan Haiteng and avenging the thousands of souls from the Green Flood Dragon Realm!"

"Words cannot express my gratitude for such a kindness. If you ever have a need, Deng Yingjue is yours to command... However, Wan Haiteng was a member of the Qingluo Wan Family, a power with a Tribulation Crossing expert. If that old monster is provoked, it will be dangerous. Sir, you should leave this place at once!"

From the side, the Tenth Son of Yin spoke up with confidence:

"You need not worry, Taoist Friend. As long as Mr. Taiyi stays with the Yin Family in Baiqu, that insignificant Wan Family won't dare to raise a finger!"

Deng Yingjue paused, looking at Wang Ba before a look of relief washed over his face:

"I see. If Mr. Taiyi has the Yin Family's protection, the Wan Family truly won't dare to act... This is good; I would be riddled with guilt if you fell into peril while seeking justice for my realm."

Wang Ba frowned and asked the question on his mind:

"Why did Wan Haiteng target the Green Flood Dragon Realm? Don't you all live within She Mansion?"

Even a rabbit doesn't graze near its own burrow; there was no logical reason for the Wan Family to target local cultivators.

Causing such internal chaos would surely be detrimental to their own interests.

At the mention of 'Wan Haiteng', the fury that Deng Yingjue had just suppressed flared up once more!

"It was because of that Dao Treasure."

Deng Yingjue spat the words out bitterly:

"That mid-grade Innate Dao Treasure you gave us. As the trading conference drew near, many cultivators from our realm arrived from the outside, and we needed a massive amount of resources. We planned to temporarily pawn the Dao Treasure to secure goods, intending to buy it back later. We never expected it to catch Wan Haiteng’s eye. He demanded we hand it over."

"We refused to give it up, thinking we could settle the matter by offering other goods privately. Who could have known he would fly into a rage? He used that as an excuse to escalate things—forcing us to abandon She Mansion to find a way to survive, which led to... this..."