Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2230 - 145: Temporary Farewell (Part 4)

The value of this particular treasure surpassed all comprehension.

It appeared as though the very laws that birthed the Sea Market existed solely to refine the ingredients required for these four Elixirs.

The moment an Immortal Pill is completed, the market's purpose ends, and it ceases to be.

Following his unsuccessful attempt at Cultivation Ascension, Taoist Man once remarked that this pill could be the key to breaking through to the Tribulation Transcendence Realm upon departing the Sea of Chaos Realm.

Despite using his own body to test the medicine, Taoist Man remained skeptical and hesitant to consume it lightly.

Now, failing to earn the recognition of Zhang’s Ruins and growing increasingly anxious about the turmoil in the Cloud Sky Realm, Wang Ba realized that reaching the next stage of transformation through his own efforts was unlikely. With no superior alternatives available, he shifted his focus toward the Immortal Pill.

Wang Ba contemplated the inherent dangers of this Immortal Pill at length before finally devising a temporary compromise.

Once he was satisfied that his plan was airtight, he turned toward a certain spot with a grin and beckoned:

"Fu Gui, come here."

Fu Gui, possessing the form of a white horse, had been busy licking the gray fur of the Wu Monkey King. Hearing the summons, he looked up at Wang Ba with a vacant expression.

However, the moment he spotted the Immortal Pill held high in Wang Ba’s hand and sensed the immense rules vibrating within it, his eyes sparkled. He galloped over with pure joy.

He flicked out his tongue, intending to sweep up the pill, but Wang Ba nimbly pulled it back.

"Don’t rush."

Chuckling softly, Wang Ba applied pressure with his fingertips, attempting to snap the pill into two pieces.

This was his strategy. By dividing the pill, any potential risks would be cut in half. If there were hidden traps—such as the lingering soul of an immortal—refining only a portion would surely be safer.

He was perfectly willing to accept half the benefits if it meant ensuring his safety.

Yet, his expression quickly shifted.

The pitch-black pill remained completely intact, as unyielding as a sphere of solid iron.

Fu Gui tilted his head, watching him with bright, hopeful eyes.

Feeling a pang of embarrassment, Wang Ba secretly increased his strength to crush it, yet the pill remained unchanged.

He eventually channeled his immortal power into the effort, but even that proved futile.

"How can an Immortal Pill be this durable?"

Wang Ba was internally stunned, his brow furrowing in deep thought.

After waiting for a long time, Fu Gui finally lost his patience and darted his tongue out to lick the surface.

Wang Ba’s face paled as he snapped:

"Fu Gui!"

Startled, Fu Gui froze instantly.

But the contact had already been made.

With a faint "sizzle," the outer layer of the pill dissolved like sugar paper meeting water. Immediately, strands of tangible rules and a surging medicinal potency began to leak from the core.

Sensing the overwhelming power of the rules, Fu Gui’s eyes gleamed, and he began to drool uncontrollably.

Wang Ba felt a jolt of shock, which led him to a method that was slightly unappealing but far more secure.

After a brief hesitation, he moved the Immortal Pill toward Fu Gui’s mouth.

"Only one lick!"

Overjoyed, Fu Gui immediately extended his tongue and gave it a single lick.

With just that one taste, his previously withered frame visibly filled out and became robust!

Seeing the effect, Wang Ba—though slightly annoyed—quickly pulled the Immortal Pill back.

He silently reassured himself, noting that since Fu Gui was a manifestation of rules rather than a biological Spirit Beast, there was no actual saliva involved.

Then, manifesting his Primordial Spirit, he drew the Immortal Pill inside.

In the next breath, his Primordial Spirit shuddered violently. A titanic force erupted from the Immortal Pill, forcibly propelling his Dao Domain and his stagnant realm toward a much higher, more profound level...

...

On this particular day.

A group of unwelcome visitors finally arrived outside the Yin Ruins Arena, which had enjoyed a long period of tranquility.

Among the gathered figures, some radiated thick Demonic Qi, some looked cold and murderous, others carried a ghostly, sinister air, and a few appeared serene and holy. More than twenty powerful figures stood atop the cliff where Wang Ba had first been intercepted upon entering Zhang’s Ruins.

Their combined presence caused the surrounding Chaos Origin Substance to go still.

The Yin Family members in the vicinity trembled as they felt the sheer pressure radiating from these cultivators.

"Tribulation Transcending Cultivators!"

"There are so many of them!"

At that moment.

Yin Penglai, who had been stationed there, emerged from a cave in the cliffside. He looked up at the assembly, his expression darkening:

"Spirit Origin Prefecture, Illusion Sky Realm, Ten Thousand Demon Palace, Yutang Prefecture, Golden Water Pond, Longcong Prefecture..."

"You have all arrived without warning. What do you intend by this?"

The group of cultivators remained silent, their gazes cold and indifferent. Eventually, a single man stepped forward with a face full of feigned grief:

"Taoist Friend Yin, Taoist Fan Yuxian of the Spirit Origin Prefecture and the Huanling Immortal of the Illusion Sky Realm perished mysteriously near the White Canal Yin Family. Your family has failed to provide an explanation. We can no longer remain passive. We have come for no other reason than to demand justice for their unfortunate passing..."

"We demand you surrender the killer of those two companions to appease their True Spirits!"

Yin Penglai’s eyes narrowed as he stared at the speaker. A murderous glint flashed in his gaze, and he hissed through gritted teeth:

"Wan Kongcheng, you are looking for death!"