Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2242 - 149: Nurturing Corpses

Upon hearing the voice of Jiu Futu, which was saturated with shock and fury, Wang Ba felt his heart tighten and he immediately accelerated away.

He observed Jiu Futu hovering in the air, shouting various curses. When Jiu Futu noticed Wang Ba, his countenance shifted slightly, but he descended quickly, plastering a servile grin onto his pale, bluish face:

"Senior, I am unsure who it was just now, but a thief actually made off with the Blood Energy and resentment I had just finished gathering..."

Wang Ba’s expression grew dark as he gazed toward the distant exit, where the silhouette of the green-robed youth had already vanished. He directed a frown toward Jiu Futu:

"You don't know who? Was that individual not the Palace Lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace?"

Jiu Futu appeared stunned by the question:

"Palace... Tian Guiye? No, I did not sense his presence... and besides, how could the Palace Master return with such speed?"

A flicker of anxiety crossed his features.

Hearing this, Wang Ba could not help but observe Jiu Futu with great scrutiny before finally shifting his eyes away.

He had only posed that question despite already having a conclusion in his heart. If that figure truly was Tian Guiye, the Palace Lord of Ten Thousand Demon Palace, it was highly improbable that he would abandon the Ten Thousand Demon Dojo and flee so abruptly.

But if the intruder was not Tian Guiye, then who exactly was he?

What was his purpose for infiltrating the immortal cave of Tian Guiye?

Could it have been for nothing more than Cultivation?

Recalling the intense surge of Demonic Qi from the stranger—which had sent an internal shiver through even him—he also thought of the youth’s genuine expression of surprise and the brief words they had exchanged.

"Encounter me again... What is the significance of this 'again'?"

"Is it possible that we have crossed paths before?"

Wang Ba’s brow furrowed deeply as he wrestled with these confusing thoughts:

"Ever since I departed from the Sea of Chaos Realm, my only interaction has been with the Arhat of Wisdom Magic, after which I traveled straight to Zhang’s Ruins... I haven't met any notable figures, let alone a master of the Demon Dao with such unfathomable Cultivation—the most powerful I have ever witnessed! Had we met, I would have recognized him instantly..."

"So, it isn't that I have met him, but rather he has met me?"

"Where could he have seen me?"

"Furthermore, that person’s Cultivation is clearly superior to mine; I couldn't even perceive his true realm... Why did he choose not to strike me just now?"

At their level of power, even the smallest gap of a minor realm represented a massive disparity. Wang Ba had previously used his top-grade innate tao treasure to effortlessly dominate many early-stage Crossing Tribulation cultivators, and that counterfeit Tian Guiye could have easily done the same to him.

Even though Wang Ba had obviously interfered with the stranger's objectives, the man had declined to take action against him.

There were many suspicious elements to this situation.

"This suggests it is unlikely that he is a member of the Supreme True Buddha faction."

Wang Ba mused in silence, feeling increasingly baffled.

He turned the matter over in his mind repeatedly, yet he still failed to comprehend when he might have encountered such a formidable powerhouse in the past.

At that moment, Jiu Futu approached once more with a groveling expression:

"Senior, that thief only took the Blood Energy and resentment, leaving behind some death energy. I managed to excavate that death energy along with the pit itself. I thought you might find it of some use..."

Wang Ba’s tension eased slightly upon hearing this. He looked at the Dao Treasure in Jiu Futu’s hand and gave a small nod:

"Well done... On another note, is there any progress on the information I tasked you to find?"

Jiu Futu’s face beamed with delight at Wang Ba’s praise, and he replied immediately:

"I have made inquiries, but there are no recent reports of anyone operating under the name of the 'primitive Demonic Sect'..."

Wang Ba’s face remained stoic upon hearing this, but he felt a heavy sigh in his heart:

"The hundred-year period has concluded, yet Junior Brother has not arrived—is he simply delayed, or is something else holding him back?"

He could not help but feel a lingering sense of concern.

Then he recalled the earlier intelligence regarding the Supreme True Buddha faction, who had spent years preparing to move against the Cloud Sky Realm once again. Junior Brother likely held a vital position and was perhaps too entangled in those affairs to make the journey here.

"If that is the case, I might find Junior Brother within the Cloud Sky Realm instead."

With that thought, a sense of urgency began to swell within Wang Ba’s heart.

Without further conversation, he took the Dao Treasure meant for storing death energy from Jiu Futu. As his eyes swept over the other treasures containing miasma, a thought flickered in his mind.

"Miasma..."

Just then, Jiu Futu stepped forward again, wearing a hopeful smile, and said:

"Um... Senior, I have fulfilled every request you made. Could you now perhaps..."

He pointed cautiously at his own neck, looking at Wang Ba with intense anticipation.

The sword light that Wang Ba had placed there was still present. He wasn't particularly afraid of decapitation, but he feared the sword light would completely obliterate his physical body.

Wang Ba’s expression remained impassive:

"It is not enough."

Jiu Futu froze, his smile turning brittle and forced:

"I... Senior, whatever you require of Little Jiu, you need only give the command!"

Wang Ba gazed at him in silence for a moment, then suddenly swung his hand upward!

His sleeve expanded violently, pulling the other man directly into the space within.

"Senior! Senior!"

Jiu Futu’s frantic voice echoed from inside the sleeve.

Wang Ba replied with an indifferent tone:

"Calm yourself. There are still other tasks that require your assistance."

Having said that, he shifted into a streak of blue light, slicing through the Taoist Field before vanishing entirely into the void.

...

At that very moment.

Near the entrance of the cavern.

Within the vast, shadowed abyss.

Yin Tianzhi, the white-haired elder, the young woman, and a crowd of nearby Crossing Tribulation cultivators were all staring in utter astonishment at the 'green-robed youth' standing before them!

"You... you are not Palace Lord Tian!"

"State your identity!"

The white-haired elder wore a look of pure horror as he retreated swiftly. His Dao Domain spun around him as he glared warily at the youth in the green robe.