Previously on Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant...
Heavenly Monarch Chao, a Mahayana cultivator, extends a sincere invitation for Wang Ba to join the Canlong Realm as a direct successor. Despite the promise of guidance in the Way of Beast Tamer and a path to high-ranking leadership, Wang Ba remains conflicted due to his responsibilities as the lord of Little Cang World. Seeking a way to save his home from resource depletion, Wang Ba reveals the secret that his world is trapped behind the insurmountable barrier of Duanhai Cliff. This confession leads to a discussion regarding the vast forces of the Supreme True Buddha and the strategic importance of the Sea of Chaos Realm.
Despite being a powerful master of his own domain, the elderly man in white was stunned by Wang Ba’s description of the Sea of Chaos Realm, a place he had never heard of before.
He realized that while the laws of the Sea of Chaos Realm restricted the birth of Crossing Tribulation Cultivators, the potential was immense. If one were to handpick the elite from those forces and bring them beyond the Duanhai Cliff for rigorous training, a formidable group of Crossing Tribulation Cultivators could be raised in due time.
Strength alone wasn't the only factor; if they could replicate the formation the Northern Great Bodhisattva used with five hundred Arhats, even a Mahayana Cultivator might find themselves in mortal danger if they grew complacent.
The sheer scale of this possibility was staggering, and the white-robed elder felt his heart race as he processed the implications.
A sudden realization struck him:
“Since the Little Cang World is imprisoned within the Sea of Chaos Realm, it makes sense that you are stretched thin... Did you go through such immense trouble to flee that realm just to find a way to destroy the Duanhai Cliff from the outside?”
Wang Ba gave a firm nod, his eyes filled with expectation as he looked at the elder.
“I beg of you, Senior Chao, please point me in the right direction.”
However, the elder’s reply caused Wang Ba’s spirits to plummet instantly.
With a grave expression, the old man in white shook his head.
“As for destroying the Duanhai Cliff, my advice is to put it out of your mind entirely...”
Feeling that his warning wasn't forceful enough, he added a single, definitive word:
“Impossible!”
“This... May I ask why that is the case, Senior?”
Wang Ba could tell the elder was holding back further details, but his confusion only grew, prompting him to press for an answer.
The elder simply shook his head again.
“There is no need for you to dwell on that... Your focus should instead be on whether there is a chance to claim the exit of that realm sea vortex.”
“I will inform Gai and the others about these developments later.”
“Gai... Do you mean True Man Gai of the Cloud Sky Realm?”
Still hesitant to give up his original goal, Wang Ba asked:
“Could you perhaps take me with you, Senior?”
His hope was to locate the Chongyuan Patriarch of the Cloud Sky Realm to see if a different solution could be devised.
“You?”
The old man in white looked thoughtful for a moment before replying.
“You may accompany me, however...”
He scanned Wang Ba from head to toe and sighed softly.
“The Supreme True Buddha has been calculating for a long time. He previously laid a trap for me, and it likely won't be long before he begins a crusade against the Cloud Sky Realm. Your current strength is insufficient; going there now would be futile.”
Wang Ba found himself unable to respond.
He felt that since stepping into the Tribulation-Transcending Realm, his progress had been swift. Even without his various Dao Treasures, his Dao Domain alone made him the equal of a standard middle-stage Crossing Tribulation Cultivator. Yet, he knew that in the eyes of a Mahayana Cultivator, such progress was indeed negligible.
Still, he wondered how many Mahayana Cultivators actually existed in the vast Realm Sea.
Even late-stage Crossing Tribulation Cultivators were surely a rare sight.
Traveling to the Cloud Sky Realm shouldn't be an insurmountable danger for him.
Nevertheless, he couldn't openly disagree with Senior Chao’s assessment. Wang Ba simply cupped his hands and said:
“I ask for your guidance, Senior.”
“It isn't exactly guidance.”
Though Wang Ba had declined his invitation to join the Canlong Realm, the elder harbored no resentment. He remained composed, stroking his white beard.
“Even if you refuse to join my Canlong Realm, you saved my life. Saving me is equivalent to saving the realm itself, so my previous offer remains... Do you wish to study the Beast Taming Technique of my Canlong Realm?”
“The Beast Taming Technique?!”
Wang Ba’s pulse quickened as he pictured the horde of a thousand demonic beasts that had recently attacked the Northern Great Bodhisattva. Without any hesitation, he bowed deeply.
“Thank you, Senior!”
The elder chuckled and gestured with his hand.
“There is no need for such formality. Sit.”
A prayer mat manifested on the ground before Wang Ba.
The two of them sat across from one another.
With a soft wave of the elder’s hand, a multitude of demonic beasts appeared out of thin air, filling the void around them. They were ferocious creatures, snarling with aggressive auras—mostly of the Eighth Tier, with several Seventh Tier beasts among them.
Sensing Wang Ba as an outsider, the beasts hissed and bared their fangs, yet they became as submissive as lapdogs the moment they turned toward the old man.
There were serpents, predatory birds, massive carnivores, and strange insects...
Nearly every type of Spirit Beast Wang Ba had ever encountered was represented among this demonic menagerie.
The elder reached out a hand, and the beasts crowded forward, vying to lick his palm.
He looked up at Wang Ba and spoke quietly:
“This secret art is known as ‘Ten Thousand Beasts Unbridled.’”
In an instant, the swarming demonic beasts began to merge into one another!
Within heartbeats, a single beast with the body of a lion but possessing thousands of heads lunged downward. It rapidly shrank until it was the size of a normal lion, then curled up peacefully at the elder’s side with a submissive expression.
Wang Ba’s heart hammered against his ribs—the aura emanating from this beast was nearly equal to that of the elder himself!
“It possesses immense physical power but lacks the refinement of a higher realm. If it were to truly battle a Mahayana Cultivator, it would lose more often than it would win.”
Reading the shock on Wang Ba’s face, the elder offered a small smile.
Wang Ba’s eyes, however, were glowing with excitement!
The ability to fuse Seventh and Eighth Tier beasts to create a Ninth-Tier entity was nothing short of a miracle for any Beast Taming Cultivator.
“It is not as easy as it looks.”
The old man in white seemed to see right through Wang Ba’s excitement. He shook his head slightly.
“This technique is called ‘Unbridled’ because it lacks physical restraints, but in truth, there are reins. These reins are invisible, for they are forged entirely within the heart.”
